Thai

Bangkok hasn't changed so much.

I wandered around meeting people, from the toothless old canal fisherman to the high flyer who spent more on one drink than I did in a whole day.

There was an evening in the local park translating between a Thai juggler and 3 Japanese students learning poi, in between practicing handstands and doing some Brazilian dance martal art (Cappella? Capoeira?).

There was lots of eating great food.

Dancing with a horny Indian on his first ever holiday.

And all topped off with learning more about the historical Buddha.

Finally, Laos Visa in hand, I arrived early in the morning in Chiang Mai after not sleeping very well on the train. The bunk was not David sized. I planned on leaving that afternoon for the Laos border, but thought it better to get a decent night's sleep first. This turned into 5 nights after finding first a cookery, and then a massage course.

Despite the look on her face, my Japanese partner / victim is REALLY enjoying the head massage. Honest!

Timmy, our teacher was amazing. Someone has already wrote a little bit about her here so if you are going to Chiang Mai, I highly recommend looking her up.

Oh, and the Sunday Market is much better than the Night market, and is enormous.

All of the photos form Thailand can be found here.

This is one of the many signs posted on the trees around the main Temple in Chinag Mai, as teaching aids for the novice moonks. You can wander around their garden, taking in some of the Dhamma, feeling the serenity from the trees, or go here for photos of the rest of the signs.