The morning was fine. I had breakfast of fresh fruit I the guest house then walked into town stopping off at various 'Wats' to take pictures. I had been given a map of the city on arrival and had a rough idea of my bearings. I headed towards the Thae Pae Gate. I thought it would be interesting to find the night bazaar Market near where I stayed in September. Chiang Mai is quite sprawling but the main commercial areas are quite close together. In no time I was walking down 'walking street' This is when the rain started and it didn't stop. I took shelter then made my way back towards the guest house, stopping off the the obligatory 'Chang's on the way. I actually sat there in this little restaurant for a couple of hours, watching the world go by. I'd not seen again like this since Borneo and it didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon.
Around me the night markets traders were beginning to set up.it's really amazing what you can do with a sheet of polythene and a few bulldog clips. After another beer and some delicious chicken fried rice I made my move. Not wanting to shell out on a cab or tuktuk, I headed back to the guest house. One hour late, much to the amusement of the lady on the desk I arrived back looking like a drowned rat. At least it was warm rain!
Over the next three days the rain just did not stop. I never even got time to try out the swimming pool!
Sk2 great place. So friendly although after a few days cooked up was hoping for the rain to stop.
Great food though . The massaman curry was just delicious.
After fours days the guesthouse was 'besieged' by English 'gap year girls. Loud, excitable sharing stories about how many men they had shagged and how many buckets they had drunk at the Koh Phangan Full Moon party.
When the weather had finally brightened up I was able to walk into town and look around for my 'school uniform' the dress code for the classes was 'smart casual' but the expectation for teaching, quite rightly was smart. I found what could only be described as the Thai equivalent of 'T K Max' and searched around for their bargains. I ended up with three short sleeved 'work shirts', a pair of black trousers, some socks and a nice pair of black leather loafers, all for just over £30.
The walk down to the market was a little under an hour but the sun was shining and it was quite humid. By the time I got to the shop I was sweating like a bacon pig. To make matters worse the shop (being 'budget') did not have any aircon. The sales assistant thought it highly amusing. An Englishman looking for cheap clothes while leaving a dripping mess and soaking wet through. As I made my way back to the guesthouse I was feeing very dehydrated. Beer o'clock?
I stopped off for a large Chang. Ice cold, went down a dream. I realise now that is more than a little unwise. Even before I had finished it I was feeling the effects. Being both overheated and dehydrated then pouring 660ml of freezing cold beer down you neck is not good.
I spent the next two days unable to leave my room with a terrible upset stomach. Every day a school day.
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Location:Chiang Mai, Thailand
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