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You know you're doing something a little silly when thai people look at your transport arrangement and think you're crazy. But then, when five people in the boot of one car and nine inside is hardly regulation use of a five seat saloon. The night, shortly after writing the previous entry, started out tame, me not drinking anything out of tentative respect for my liver, but hanging out with a group of american teachers living in Thailand was bound to lead somewhere else. In this particular case, a crazy car ride, a packed club with a rocking live band, some dancing with some men who may or may not have been trying to pick me up, then a full-force drug bust with guns, spotlights, speeches and TV cameras, before hanging out quietly in a quiet bar. I am under the impression this might be normal in Thailand's cities.
Sukhothai was an all-round much tamer affair, arriving in the evening and getting to know the only other guests in the Guesthouse: two Quebecoise and English couple (and a french guy I'd been hanging out with since Ayuthaya), bound to make me feel right at home. The ruins of the old city were by far the best I have seen so far, and riiding around with my new posse on rented bicycles made the experience all the more enjoyable. After rolling down to Chiang Mai at unnatural speeds that evening, I went out to experience some of the local (sorry, tourist) nightlife. Then a day of wandering around Chiang Mai by foot, learning a little local history in a museum, followed by a day of motorbike (OK, scooter) riding to the nearby hills - with expensive repairs along the way - and I am now in Chiang Rai, planning to spend a few days before heading into Laos. I shall be back in Thailand at the end of my trip, and I am itching to move on.
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Mark Watching the people get lairy It's not very pretty I tell thee Walking through town is quite scary It's not very sensible either..... (I predict a riot...)