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December 2, 1999 Welcome from Chiang Mai!
Well, we experienced another twist of the Bangkok taxi scams on our departure from the city on Saturday 27 November. The taxi we picked to take us to the train station agreed to put on the meter rather than charge an exorbitant rate, but as we got closer to the station we realized he was charging double time. I told him I knew what he was doing & paid him just what I thought was fair. He didn't even try to disagree. We took the train north to Ayuthaya, the ancient capital of Thailand prior to Bangkok. We traveled through very flat countryside passing by rice and lotus farms, watching flocks of herons & egrets take off and light in the fields. We found ourselves a hotel from the Lonely Planet, as we do most places, and then hired a tuk tuk to take us on a tour of the many Wat ruins around the perimeter of the town. The driver spoke pretty good English and was quite knowledgeable, so it was very enjoyable. Most of the Wats, from 14th & 15th century, are very well kept with beautiful gardens and vary in architectural style, from Kmer (Cambodian) to the more traditional Thai style with the many layered roofs. Each Wat has at least 1 buddha, some gold, some gigantic. Some Wats are ringed in buddhas of various poses, but the most popular pose is the subduing Mara pose, seated cross legged with one hand on the knee & the other face upwards in his lap. After stopping for lunch we toured many of the ruins in the Historical Park in the center of town, this time by foot. We were glad we had gone by tuk tuk in the morning as the temperature was hotter than Bangkok. Stopped a man who was riding a bicycle near one of the Wats. He was from Holland and has been travelling for 3 years, starting in Calgary, then to Alaska & then across the ocean. He was bemoaning the Visa fees charged by each of the Asian countries, which can add up especially if you are on a tight budget. I guess this is still a good income and job provider in these countries.
The next day we moved on by train again to the town of Phitsanulok, about a 6 hour trip. We had been travelling 3rd class and when we boarded the train, we thought we had made a mistake by not reserving a 2nd or 1st class seat as the train was already full and our packs are much too heavy. We ended up standing in quite tight quarters for the first hour, but luckily that was the end of the line for many of the passengers & Ray & I got to sit together. We have decided that Thailand is a nation of street vendors & that the national past time is eating. The train was no exception. There were several resident vendors squeezing past all the people standing in the aisles & at several of the whistle stops, other vendors would get on or try to sell goods through the windows. We were leary of some of the food, but did try a few things with no ill effects. The countryside was flat once again, but we started to see some hills to the east, some with Wats or Buddhas on the hillside or at the top. In Pitsanulok, we booked into the Youth Hostel, which was an interesting assortment of Teak pavilions set around a garden. The room was simple, but did have a private bathroom with shower, but no hot water. It is amazing how you can enjoy a cool shower when you feel grubby at the end of a warm travel day. One of the advantages of staying in less than 1st class establishments is sharing experiences with the other travelers. We get recommendations & ideas for each person. That afternoon we walked around the town, which had little to recommend it, to find the local Tourism Association of Thailand (TAT) office, then took a pedicab back. This local vehicle is really build for 1 passenger so the driver put down his canopy & asked Ray to ride perched on the back while I sat between his legs on the seat. The driver earned his money as he had to get off and push at each stop light and each little incline. This with one good pedal & one with just the center bar left.
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