Mountains encircling the horizon, stretching into the sky....impossible to tell where the two meet. The ancient walled city a footnote on the page of Chiang Mai's resplendent surroundings.
As much as I love Carmel, and as glorious as her writing style is, I find it somewhat..well...I've just had a beating for what I had voiced as my opinion, so i'll leave it at that....something about a ponce or spaz...i cant remember...asian sensorship at its best.
We welcomed in Carmels birthday with a trip to Bangkok airport. Had a birthday chicken sandwich on the plane.
Got a taxi to a hotel/spa we'd booked the night before. We paid 20 quid each but apparently got upgraded for free to some room worth 150...result.
The place was worth every penny for a couple of reasons.
1. I've found that a consistent dumping routine is almost impossible to achieve while travelling. The unpredictability of what might come out is matched only by the trauma of trying to do it squatting down, flip-flopped-feet in an inch of 20 assorted Thai piss, whilst the train you're riding on smashes you into the wall every 2 seconds.
Therefore, after a 22 hour train journey, the Buck Rogers style toilet of the hotel was a huge plus.
2. Having to go to the shops any time you want something to eat or drink for a month begins to get on a mans tits...so the minibar containing beers and pringles was nice.
Doubtless Carmels reasoning for the hotels worth would be the beautiful setting, friendly staff..etc. But each to their own.
Oh actually, I just remembered. In Bangkok it had been Carmels plan to take me to a jewellery shop where she could spend all my hard earnt money on some expensive fake tat that would probably turn her arm green and make her fingers drop off (birthday stuff). The evening we were there, she was annoyed at me for no discernable reason..I went out and bought her a nice dress, came back with the gift whereupon she wept tears of joy (almost definately tears of joy)
Anyway, the point is I managed to get Carmel a present for once that probably wont get mysteriously eaten by bears or something.
Carmels birthday night in Chiang Mai...went to the market, realised girls cant haggle..had a pizza...lovely.
Saw some tigers in a glorified zoo yesterday, got to stroke them...but although they were definately smacked off their tits, the keeper wouldnt let me put my head in ones mouth for a picture...booooo!
Maybe going on a trek or something tomorrow...then the day after probably going to go to Laos for some tubing. Days upon days of boozing, rope swings, and floating down a river...might die..
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