Yaowarat (เยาวราช), referred by locals as Chinatown, was the only place I wanted to shoot some photos this time in Bangkok. The subject has been in my interest for a while and I didn’t even scratch its surface.
Of course, there were food, lots of street food and also people. Some stalls had a long line to get their services. But I was more interested in shophouse facades, one of the features that characterised cities in Thailand. Also, small alleys drawn me into them to explore deeper in the environment and its people.
It will be more interesting how a new subway station would affect this urban area.
As the city is growing and drawing more people to taste the fortune, it becomes a sticky trap they cannot escape. There is always a prize to pay for the deluding happiness. This is Part Two of the afternoon in Chinatown. One big part of Sydney’s Chinatown today is Market City, just above the famous Paddy’s Market. They are waiting something to happen until the shopping centre is closed. It is nearly there but not quite.
Like any other cities, it has to have Chinatown in Sydney. And it is growing with a number of Asian migrants, especially, overseas students. Modern skyscrapers implode on George Street, the major bloodline that cuts through the city, make backdrops of old buildings and accommodate residents and businesses in the heart of the city.
A man shaking a towel on his balcony in World Tower.