Walking around Bangkok is a prompt in itself:
Massage parlor - "Thai Foot Aroma Oil Massage"
Restaurant - "Birds-eye View Eating-house."
Rental apartment - "Fully Furnitured."
Tailor - "The Bespoke Tailoring"
There are so many more. For fifteen years, I've been telling myself to remember to write them down, but if I have bags in my arms, it's difficult. It's like I've always wanted to get a picture of six on a motorcycle - there they go, down the soi - father driving with a kid balanced between his thighs, mother sitting sideways, baby in arm and two kids squeezed between her hip and the father's back. Never have a camera ready at those times, never.