Different neighbourhoods have their different feels. Last night I wandered out from the hotel to find somewhere to eat, somewhere with a local feel to it, maybe a shop house restaurant open to the street. But quickly discovered that Sukhumvit soi 22 is not really that sort of street. Lots of young women sitting in groups, calling out ‘massage, massage’. Determinedly walked on, avoiding eye contact! Bars, too, which would no doubt come alive later in the night. It wasn’t just bars & massage parlours, of course, but enough of them to make this solo European male feel uncomfortable. But anyway, there were a few restaurants and I chose one that didn’t look too touristy. And, being essentially a creature of habit, chose the red duck curry. A bit light on the duck, but a good curry sauce, with a sweet edge.