Noisy dutchies next door last night. They’d both swallowed megaphones, sat outside and wouldn’t shut up. 12:30am is the last I remember.
Anyway, I decided against retribution. One of them left a nice white sock outside their door last night, and the bike needed a clean … But I didn’t do it.
I trusted Komoot to get me quietly out of town, and it did a brilliant job. I left Chiang Mai via the chaos of the food markets (walked thru the middle) and did more meandering close to the river.I didn’t make too much headway in the first hour, and the second hour wasn’t much different as I went along country lanes which seemed to have no direction.
Eventually, I hit a national park and afterwards stopped for a coffee and the usual Kao Pad Moo Kai Dao which was only average but did the required job.The last 25kms was along the main road which snaked through the larger and larger hills as the rain threatened.
I got to my first choice of accommodation – a 400 baht ‘resort’ that didn’t look much from the roadway. When I went in, it opened out to an oasis of bungalows with deep verandahs, gardens and a pool. This’ll do !
I went into town for some snacks and water and it bucketed down. Thankfully, I had the poncho, and it’s a winner. It’s the ‘find’ of the trip so far. I don’t care how stupid it looks.
By the time it cleared, it was getting dark and I didn’t feel like riding too far, so I walked 100m to a local restaurant. It turned out to be a hotpot restaurant – hot coals, hotplate and a wooden table, cook your own.
I was the evenings entertainment for sure. I’ve never had 50 people watching me cook before, so it was a lot of fun. The staff giggled a lot as they helped me.
