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Bangkok is truly a city of contrasts, juggling the old and the new: fabulous old, golden temples sit amidst the towering skyscrapers and cars speed (well, perhaps crawl) past the three-wheeled tuk-tuks. It is aptly called “The city where anything goes but the traffic”. Outside modern malls you’ll find street sellers parked out front, selling everything from flowers to clothing to jewelry. You weave through the stalls to move to the next building, battling the heat, the noise and the traffic. (The traffic doesn’t move UNTIL you’re ready to cross the street.)