Soon though I disappeared off the main road and into the quiet lanes that led to the sauna.
The hardest part was definitely getting there, as once inside you do feel like you're in a safe haven of sorts surrounded my like-minded people.
For starters it is a lot smaller than they make it out to be.
I think that as it was a weekday evening one area was closed but still, I thought it would be bigger.
On the ground floor there was a small dry sauna with a tiny screen showing the same porn movie over and over again without sound.
Next to it was a dark steam room, part of which was a small maze so dark you couldn't see anything, the other part just light enough to make out the people sitting next to and opposite you.
This was great for the ego I guess but as I wasn't really interested in reciprocating the attention it got slightly annoying after a while and I did start to feel a bit like a piece of meat and not in a good way!
The white guys that were there were generally of the older dodgy looking variety, which further added to my displeasure.
Upstairs there was another maze of sorts with some private rooms and lots of men just standing around waiting for something to happen.
The thing that most disappointed me about Babylon was the lack of open action going on.
In the weeks leading up to my arrival in Bangkok I had been reading on the Internet about a famous sauna in the city called Babylon.