The train wasn’t until 4.30 so I started by going to the Cultural Centre. It was open! And CRAP. Dioramas, some brief interpretation panels, and nothing much interesting. There was one difference from the Malaysian museums – an exhibits all about the King’s visits to Chiang Mai.
After that I went to the gym for a 1 1/2 hr smash to make up for sitting on the train. Feeling very pious I had a huge salad for lunch – 450g! It’s the most fresh vegtables I have had since I left NZ. Wonderful. I avoided eating this
and then THIS
After all this excitement I went to the post office. Much easier than Malaysia! And they have places selling food and soap inside the post office if the urge strikes.
Then it was off to the train station