Merry Christmas, gentiles! We were supposed to go to an elephant rescue Park today, but we decided nothing could top the elephant experience we already had, so we skipped it. I'd already paid for half of it but everything is cheap as fuck here so no big D.
Instead, we took an aimless stroll around Chiang Mai, a cute little city with temples and Buddhas around every corner.
These are the three Kings, who founded Chiang Mai eight hundred years ago.
Later, we went to an insect museum, because Erica loves bugs. For lack of better words, this museum sucked.
This is the museum. Like all of it.
All the bugs were dead, and it took about five minutes to see everything, all of which was boring. Notably, this spot has a 4.5 rating and is ranked #15 of over 500 spots in Chiang Mai--our first indication that the ratings system here may be a little out of whack. More on that later.
We then headed back to our hotel via a Thai bridge (meaning it was pretty ramshackle).
Next we went to an expat bar, where I tried and failed to teach Erica chess. Uncomfortably, there were two separate tables of old white men with young Thai women at the bar. Prostitutes abound! This made Erica unhappy.
We closed out the day with a Thai massage (Erica), some Thai beer (Dave), and dinner of Indian food, our first non-Thai cuisine of the trip.
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