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Lazy Day in Chiang Mai

I must have signed up for the Starwood Preferred Guest program in my sleepy stupor, because I woke up to the TV on the ever-cycling SPG channel and SPG welcome emails in my inbox. We decided the night before not to make early plans so we could sleep in. After a lazy morning, we met for free cappuccinos in the hotel lobby and wandered back into the streets, weaving through the various markets on our way to a highly-regarded hole-in-the-wall for some Thai mohinga. It had taken an impressive 10 days to occur, but I had came down with some traveler’s IBS, though nothing a little Diamode couldn’t fix. I was getting tired of the same noodle dishes, so I ordered white rice with “bacon,” a ham-like meat that was cold, so I didn’t eat it. Adam and I hired a tuk tuk for a much more entertaining 2km trip back to the hotel.

I was lazy in the hotel room for the rest of the day. I watched a couple movies, did laundry, enjoyed the air conditioning, and caught up with the world; a much-needed day of rest. In the evening, we all convened in Adam’s corner suite to enjoy Burmese wine while the sun set. The three of them went on a food tour, but I opted out due to my GI distress. Instead, I walked around the night market for about an hour before I settled on a small restaurant, Daddy’s Pizza, for a familiar meal. I enjoyed my Thai chicken pizza and watched the hundreds of tourists walk by, making their way through the market stalls. Australians, Germans, French, Italians, Japanese. There was no mistaking this neighborhood is for anyone but tourists. When I finally got tired of the same woman trying to sell me a frog-shaped guiro-like instrument, I picked up some mango and sticky-rice for dessert on the way back to the hotel.

It was a quiet day, and I do feel a little guilty for wasting some of my time in Chiang Mai, but at least I am now familiar enough with the city to know that I’d like to come back again, perhaps on my way to explore more of Yangon.