Our big expedition while in Bangkok was obtaining our visa to visit China from the Chinese embassy. After three failed attempts because I was struck down by a strange illness after cutting off a bracelet I got when I was blessed in a temple in Cambodia (true story!), we finally took the metro across the city to the embassy.
There was roughly a small town of people already waiting which put the fear of god (or rather the fear of arriving in China with no visa!) into us because working hours at embassies seem to be very few at best. But thankfully China likes to keep it peppy and we were lodging our papers and walking to the local park in record time.
After sushi in a bus stop while eyeing up the deep fried stall man and a trip to a electronics mall we were back in the embassy queue with several lecherous old European men and their glamourous thai wives. And - Yay - China gave us the green light!
The best part of the day was dressing up in our best clothes and pretending we were ex-pats living in BK. This meant lots of walking very fast in train stations to give the illusion we knew where we were going and keeping our eyebrows firmly un-raised when anything interesting happened. :)