We awoke quite early, and after breakfast (at a restaurant+mechanic store by the river) jumped on a truck-style taxi (wood floors, people just sort of pile in on either side). The taxi took us to Old Town, where we started to walk around the ruins. I am amazed that there is so much tourism in Chiang Mai, but not that much here. The monuments, or maybe I should call them ruins, are amazing.
A few hours passed before we took shelter from the sun. I tried to read my book, however the power to read was overcome by the ability to nap.
We then walked back to the parking lot and jumped onto another truck-taxi, just in time for the rain. And did it rain! We were lucky and beat the storm to downtown, but needed to exchange money before the banks closed. Immediately after exchanging money we ran to the guesthouse, and even though it was a mere block and a half away, were completely soaked. The rain didn't stop either, and for the next 30 or 45 minutes, hard rain pelted the guesthouse. Water levels kept rising, soon the curb was under water, then the first step of the house next door. Since we were preparing to depart, I boldly asked "so, how do you feel about swimming to the bus stop?"
Luckily the rain stopped, and the water magically disappeared. We spent an hour walking to the bus stop (just to see how long it took, and the sights along the way). Since we arrived early, way early, we spent the next few hours reading. At 10:40pm we boarded our bus for Bangkok, and said goodbye to Sukhothai.
This entry is from my journal and was written on Aug. 10, 2006. It's been tagged with travel. There have been 0 comments so far.
@depping Tweeting while flying, that's almost ironic. (about 8 hours ago)