Arrived in Chiang Mai, Thailand - finally, at 9:30 AM -- a full 33+ hours after I
locked my door in Vancouver.
I paid 120 BHT (aprox. $4 Cdn) for a taxi to my guest house. First impressions on the
car ride were that Chiang Mai is somewhat reminiscent of Mexico with Mom and
Pop stores but that's pretty much where the similarities end. The traffic here
is much more horrendous which makes it hard to imagine what Bangkok traffic
will be like. Twists and turns down windy narrow Sois (side streets with no
pattern to them at all), dodging motorbikes, pedestrians and cars.
Within 2 minutes of arriving at my guest house I realized that I left my
day pack in the taxi. Damn it! The taxi was a brand new SUV, the floor mats
weren't even dirty. I remember thinking that I didn't want to put my pack on
the lovely clean seat so I put it on the floor and thought "I'd better
remember to take it when I get out". There was a bit of difficulty in
locating my guest house so the driver got out and told me to wait while he
walked down the street to see if he could locate it. I guess that was the thing
that threw me off because I was standing outside the car when he returned and
opened the trunk. Dang it! I didn't panic as there was nothing of value in it,
a sweater, water, and things for the airplane. Honestly, I thought that I would
never see that bag again. Apparently taxi drivers are supposed to give you a
"chit" of your fare. The guest house receptionist asked me for it so
she could see who the driver was but my driver never gave me a chit. Thankfully
it never entered my mind that my IPad was in that bag too. Argh! The
receptionist of the guest house recalled that the driver had called her from
the airport to ask directions. She immediately rang him up and he said he would pull over but I'd
have to walk to his location. Twists, turns and back alleys to get to the guest
house, how I was supposed to locate him when I hadn't spent 10 minutes on
Chiang Mai soil I have no clue. Fortunately an old man sitting in his tuktuk
witnessed all the commotion and he said "get in, I'll take you". Oh
man, talk about a "sit down, hold on, and shut up" kinda ride. We
quickly found the taxi and I regained my bag. Whew! I asked the old man how much I owed him for
the ride and he said “nothing”. What a
great first impression of this place.
Here's my very first tuktuk ride in Thailand. A memorable experience to say the least! Argh! I can't figure out how to post the video so it actually plays on here. ... bear with me.
** One day I'll figure out how to insert a video here!
Here's my very first tuktuk ride in Thailand. A memorable experience to say the least! Argh! I can't figure out how to post the video so it actually plays on here. ... bear with me.
** One day I'll figure out how to insert a video here!
I was told my room wouldn't be ready until after 11:00 AM so I should go
for a walk. Nok, the receptionist, marked the location of the guest house on my
map and gave me her business card should I get lost. I was very conscious of my
surroundings, the Sois turn and appear and disappear on a dime and although I
walked only a two block radius from my guest house I could've easily gotten
discombobulated given the fact I have a very poor sense of direction.
I found the first of what I know will be many Temples. Beautiful! I know
I'll be over-using that word "Beautiful" a lot in this country. Words can't describe the
intricate detail that adorns the exterior and interior. There was no one in the
temple other than barefoot tourists as there was signage at the bottom of the
steps leading into the Temple instructing "Please take out
shoes".
I wanted to waste some time so found a place serving fresh fruit shakes.
I ordered mango which cost me 30 BHT ($1 Cdn). As I watched the comings and
goings in this little "cafe" I noticed that the food and drink was
being delivered from elsewhere. First my mango shake came walking in the door,
then someone's toast and a plate of food came in from across the street. I
really have no idea how these Mom & Pop operations work.
Still wandering the nearby vicinity of my guest house it quickly became
evident that Thai massage is indeed everywhere! The prices vary slightly but
basically you can expect to pay 180 BHT ($6.00 Cdn) for an hour of Thai
massage. I happened upon a real "spa" (not just a Mom & Pop shop
advertising massage). As I was perusing the menu propped on a stand on the
sidewalk I was approached to come and try massage. The courtyard of this spa
was gorgeous. I selected the 90 minutes Hot Thai Stem massage. I had tried Thai
Stem in massage school so I had an idea of what it entailed. The
"stems" are cotton fabric filled with what equates to a couple of
cups of herbs. The "stems" are then steamed over hot water until the
herb mixture is moist and very hot. The premise of the massage is to compress
the hot "stems" against the body.
Thai Hot Stem Massage. A 10/10 experience. |
First, sitting outdoors in the courtyard, a stone bowl with a drain plug
(like a sink) was filled with water as my feet were quickly (very quickly)
rinsed off with a drop of soap. Then my flip-flops were stored on a shelf and I
was given a pair of slippers appropriate for indoors. The young lady massaging
me spoke no English. We shared a few laughs, each of us trying to guess what
she wanted me to do as she pointed to things on the massage table and left the
room. She came back in and I was still standing there fully clothed not having
a clue if I was to get underneath the sheet or lay on top the sheet. As the
Lemongrass scented oil massage progressed I wondered if she understood that I
had wanted the hot stem massage. They definitely don't worry about draping like
we do in North America. No communication between us whatsoever about draping
comfort levels but I just went with the flow and enjoyed the Thai experience.
At one point she left the room. I lay there thinking" is it over, am I
supposed to get up? Should I just lay here until she comes looking for me?"
Finally she returns with the hot Thai
stems. Man those things were h-o-t. Such an amazing smell of lemongrass and
keffir lime. At this point, my body is covered with a thin sheet and she
proceeds to compress the stems on my body, sometimes leaving them in a spot for
a few seconds until I would motion that it was too hot. A few times, she got on
top of the table to leverage her weight on my back. Now these massage tables
are not your flimsy North American type of massage table and they can easily
withstand the weight of two people. The legs were built of solid wood measuring
3" to 4" square. The table is much wider too. 90 minutes later my inaugural
Thai massage has come to an end. This beautiful experience cost a total of 600
BHT ($18 Cdn). I tipped her 200 BHT. No
clue how to tip here but when you realize the tip was only $6 Cdn. but still 1/3
of the cost of the massage it makes a person feel good to know they can show
their appreciation in that way. The spa was named "Lila Thai".
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Rock solid massage table |
Definitely was overdue for a nap as I still had a 3-hour dinner tour of
the food carts later in the evening. Nok shows me to my room, hands me a half
roll of toilet paper and one towel. The room is beyond bare bones basic but I
can't complain for 300 BHT ($9 Cdn). No chair, no towel bar, no soap! Hoping my
next guest house is a bit above this one. Oh yah, and only a single sheet on
the bed and a dirty comforter with the hair of previous patrons! Partially
explains why I fully dressed before I covered up last night. You do get what you pay for - I'm not
complaining just observing as I knew what I was getting myself into and wanted
the cheap Thai experience for at least a few nights.
This is what $9 Cdn. gets you for a night. |
Sat in the lobby of my guest house chatting to Nok the receptionist.
Lobbies are open-air (similar to Mexico). No average sized door to walk
through but rather think a room without an entire wall closing it in. A Scotsman comes in and inquires about the time for the last bus to
Pai. He's missed it by an hour. (Ends up he was out rock climbing with a
Vancouverite he had met the night previous. Also ends up rock climbing is a
popular sport in Chiang Mai). The Scotsman wants to know how much is a taxi to
Pai - $2,500 BHT ($81 Cdn). He tells Nok "can you call a taxi for
me?" and Nok laughs in his face as if to say "you can't be serious, you're
not going to pay 2500 BHT to go to Pai". The Scotsman assures her he is
dead serious. He has buddies in Pai and they're expecting to see him tonight as
they only have 3 days together. Nok goes into the back room and speaks Thai. It
turns out Nok's boss is going to take the Scotsman to Pai. The Scotsman is told
to "wait here". The boss man is gone for what seems like forever but
he returns with his shiny new SUV in about 15 minutes time. The Scotsman throws
his backpack into the SUV, Nok runs across the road to buy refreshments for her
boss and hire and then the two men are off to Pai. Pai is a 4-hour trip by car
on a switchback mountainous road. The boss man won't return til 2:00 AM.
Around 7:00 PM I am greeted by Chai from Chiang Mai Street Food Tours.
He walks me to his shiny new SUV (notice a theme here - shiny new SUVs?). I meet Camille from
NYC who is going on the tour too. At the meet-up spot we meet up with two
others, Flora from Hong Kong and her friend John who lives in Chiang Mai by way
of ... I have no clue. We pay Chai our 700 BHT ($21 Cdn) and our tour begins at
the North Gate.
We all get an opportunity to order in Thai. Tom Saap (spicy soup), a
broth made from pork and fish, combined with galangal, lemongrass and kaffir
lime, onions, mushroom and chili peppers. The soup was accompanied by Nam Tok
Pla (grilled fish). The fish is chopped in a bowl mixed with onions and
chilies, fish sauce and lime juice. So delicious. We eat the Nam Tok Pla by
taking a clump of sticky rice with our fingers and scooping it into the fish
dish.
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So much food gone to waste at the end of the night |
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Cooked to order |

My favourites were coconut custard cooked in a hot skillet, coconut cake and a coconut cream with little pea-sized dumplings.
My
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Chai the food tour guide serving up Sticky Rice cooked in bamboo |
The food stalls operate at the north and south gated every evening from
6:00-10:00. Sadly at 9:30 PM some stalls had massive amounts of food left over.
Chai said they feed it to the stray dogs or throw it in the river for the fish.
Finally it was time for bed. Thank goodness I brought earplugs and
managed 4 hours of sleep before I awoke and typed this blog for 2 hours in the
wee hours of the morning.
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