Khaosan Road in Bangkok, aka the “center of the backpacking universe” — actually a quarter of a mile long, though it feels longer — is a fun place to visit, if you enjoy being surrounded by approximately 2 trillion people in a loud, confined space.
A similarly pleasant experience can be had at a Chinese train station during the holiday travel rush, though unfortunately without the tattoo parlors and street hawkers offering you delicious fried scorpions.
Personally, I’d prefer to spend my time reclining:
Contemplating the Temporality of things:
Or riding a clickety-clackety old train between Bangkok and the ancient capital of Ayutthaya: