In the sleepy town of **Pomuch**, nestled in the Yucatán Peninsula’s Campeche state, there’s a cemetery unlike any other. Here, death isn’t quiet. It isn’t sealed away behind stone or hidden behind flowers. In Pomuch, death sits in the open—neatly arranged in wooden boxes, cleaned and cared for by the living. And the bones? They breathe stories.

Welcome to Thailand’s most infamous one-kilometer stretch. It’s loud, chaotic, wild — and somehow, still weirdly magical. You don’t *stumble* onto Khao San Road. You arrive with purpose, or you get pulled in by the gravity of its neon madness.