After all the fun of checking in, the breakfast was fine, so I headed off to look around the famous Sukhotai Historical Park. It’s fairly spread out, so cycling around is the best way to see it all.
My first impression was that it was really well maintained. The first place I stopped at, had an army of gardeners cutting the grass and manicuring everything else.
My second impression was – gee people spend a lot of time posing for their photos. Gone are the days when you took a photo and found out a few weeks later if it was any good. And everyone wants to pose in front of famous or old things. I got to the largest temple just after a busload of spanish tourists, and gave up waiting to take a shot of the Vihara and Standing Buddha in the background.
People would pose for a few selfies, review them, adjust, re-pose, repeat, … I haven’t taken my grumpy pills, I simply found it hillarious.
The next site was quieter, and the next, until I had the fourth one to myself. I suspect it was the heat that thinned the crowds. I then went to the northern zone, and only saw two other tourists as I was leaving. They must have all scurried back to their aircon.
Silly me went and had a nice hot coffee to add to the sweat situation, then retreated to my aircon for a nap. I emerged in time to go to the pool for a swim and a relax, then I headed back to the historical park for some sunset photos. So glad I did. Apart from a few mosquitos, I had the place to myself. I had dinner on the way back, followed by an excellent mango smoothie.
I’ve decided that I’ll head to the new town of Sukhotai. It’s 12kms away but I feel like a change of scenery and still feel the need for a longer rest.
