When coming here earlier this month together with my good friend Bea, with whom I was planning a two-week trip around the country, we knew we wanted to hang out in Bangkok for a couple of nights before heading down to the islands. Many of our friends and family were concerned about us, as they had been following the news about the floodings in the Thai capital. We had been checking updates on the situation regularly, but we still were not sure what would expect us, upon arrival in Bangkok. Would our backpacker hangout of choice – the infamous Khao San Road – be flooded as we had heard? Would we find a cab to take us into the city? Would we be wading knee-deep in water? Frankly I wasn’t too worried about either scenario, as I have lived through my share of floodings, while once visiting Vietnam and India during the wet season. More than once did I wander the streets with water up to my thighs, a bit of wet wouldn’t keep me from visiting my beloved Bangkok.