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Coachella 2026 cost how much?
Life, Chavisa Boonpiti, Published on 25/04/2026
» A general admission ticket to Coachella 2026 started at US$549 (about 17,750 baht), and that was before the shuttle pass, the camping fee, the service charges, the flight to Southern California and the accommodation in a region where budget motels were running $600 a night during festival weekend. On the secondary market, a single GA ticket hit $5,263. On-site, a latte cost $17 and an order of fries $28, and around 60% of attendees bought their original tickets on a payment plan. The conversation about whether Coachella has priced out its own audience has been running for years, and this April it got noticeably louder.
Why we need walkable cities
Life, Chavisa Boonpiti, Published on 21/03/2026
» Morning work commutes in Bangkok are tackled like olympian tasks. For some, it's a trudge down a narrow soi, followed by a motorbike taxi serpentining through traffic, leading to a transfer onto the BTS or MRT. Especially ambitious commutes may end with a walk across a skywalk or through a shopping complex before reaching the office. What looks like a straightforward commute on a map instead looks like a series of compromises one makes with the city.
Gen Z, Millennials, and the art of leaving quietly
Chavisa Boonpiti, Published on 20/01/2026
» If you spend enough evenings in Bangkok, you start to notice a small but unmistakable rhythm: people drifting away before midnight without warning or formality, slipping out the door as if stepping off a moving walkway rather than departing an event. No hugs, no rounds of farewells, no performative explanations, just a subtle recalibration of the room. One moment the table is full, the next there is a gap where someone was sitting, and the night continues undisturbed. What would once have registered as abrupt has become so routine that it barely registers at all.
Going long on fish sauce
Life, Chavisa Boonpiti, Published on 25/10/2025
» You notice it first by accident. A faint, familiar salty-sweet scene sneaks out from a kitchen vent in the East Village, sharp enough to cut through New York City's winter air. It doesn't announce itself, yet you know it instantly -- fish sauce. Somewhere between the bodegas and brownstones, Bangkok has quietly found a place to breathe.