This morning, I went to the local tourist trap: the Wat Phra That Doi Suthep temple. This temple is perched high atop the local mountains, and requires a lengthy climb up a few hundred steps. The road leading to the temple is one of the windiest (snakiest?) I've ever encountered. I can't imagine walking or cycling it. On the way up the staircase to the temple, there was a nice old elephant gladly taking food donations from willing tourists. It was fun to watch the elegant beast vacuum up the offerings with it's trunk and stuff it into it's mouth.
Later in the day, I visited the local shopping meccas: Nimmanhaemin Road, and the Night Market. Neither were worth writing home about (oh, too late!). But they are worth seeing, just to say I did. I have seen WAY too many Hill Tribe women peddling wooden frogs. These are carved frogs with ridges on the back, that you are to rub with another piece of wood, in a vain attempt to make it sound like a frog. I've heard frogs before (and eaten them too, yum), and they certainly don't sound like wood being rubbed against wood. Who buys this stuff?
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