Khlong Lat Mayom Floating Market

This weekend, I made a visit to Khlong Lat Mayom Floating Market with my friend Reese. We arrived a little after nine o’clock while the air was still fresh and before all the stalls had been set up. There were enough stalls, however, to guarantee a wealth of breakfast options, of which many were vegetarian due to some upcoming religious festival. The market was a bit more touristy than I had hoped. There were no fruit and vegetable stalls selling local produce, and instead most stalls offered various snacks and drinks, which visitors would carry to wooden tables overlooking the canal. Nevertheless, the place was not completely overrun by foreign tourists, appearing relatively popular with Thai people looking to get out of the bustle of central Bangkok.

After wandering the length of the canal on both sides, we called a Grab taxi to the centre, from which we went home. Before doing so, however, we had a look at the King Rama I Monument and visited Wat Ratchaburana with its white and green chedi reminiscent of the Ayutthaya temples. 

A transaction at the Khlong Lat Mayom Floating Market
Boats at the floating market
More boats
A walkway on the other side of the canal
A woman on her way to the market
The same woman handing pandan leaves to a seller
A coconut seller
King Rama I Monument
Wat Ratchaburana

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