The Diary Oz got up first as he wanted to go and visit a nearby waterfall. I decided on a lazy sunday, got up late and bought the papers. The soccer results went well, Boro won, Leicester lost. If Boro win their last two games they're up regardless of what anyone else does. It's the usual end of season shredded nerves.
I wandered round town and achieved nothing more than buying a pair of sunglasses (300B) and a haircut (30B). I had a thai style chilli con carne for supper and we watched a video about some brat pack actor who killed his girlfriend and married her sister in order to inherit her father's company. Never did find out what it was called.
2012 End of season shredded nerves? Just like this year.
Anyone know what the film is from my detailed description?
Some Lazy Sunday Afternoon. How's your Bert's lumbago?
The Diary More Wats but this time a bit further out of town at Doi Suthep and the palace a bit further on. We also visited the museum which at 10B came to about 1B per minute. This was our 20th day in Thailand and we've almost mastered thank you in Thai - Kop Khun Kap is near enough.
Hells Bells
We had a lasagne in the evening. I can't remember the last one I had. Then we spent some money at the night market. I bought a t-shirt and sent a drawing to Christy and Oz bought a couple of t-shirts and a watch for Beth.
The Diary 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.
Oz being converted
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.
