The train wasn't due in until 8am so, just like Paul Theroux would have done, we had breakfast on the train. The train was over an hour late but with the greeting party and information desk and free transport we were soon settled in the SP guest house. They wasted no time in trying to sell us trekking trips but even if we hadn't already decided not to do them then the extortionate ($100+) prices would have put us off.
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After some initial confusion we got our bearings and went on a Wat tour. Wat overdose - they're on every corner and every side-street in Chiang Mai. We reconfirmed our flights to Kathmandu and I had a film developed - eventually. At first I was given someone else's prints and then I asked them to re-print a few I wasn't happy with.
We had a meal at a restaurant recommended by LP but we weren't impressed. The service was incredibly slow. We then went to the night market and spent hours wandering around marvelling at the authentic hill tribe people, the amazing artwork and the ubiquitous Tin-Tin t-shirts and tape shops.
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