July 24th, 2016
sunday July 24th
Sunday is supposed to be a day of rest right? Who am I to challenge this norm?
After a good night sleep, and some coffee and toast (for Laurie), we hop back on the bikes to return them. We’ve until 10am to return them for our 24 hour rental. Now I have mentioned minimal damage to the bike, but not zero damage, so we are a tiny bit apprehensive about how the return of the bikes will go. It is what it is however, so big breath and off we go. Nothing money won’t fix, at least all they have is our deposit, NOT our passports! This brings me great joy and relief! For anyone who is aware of my Laos debacle last year.
We roll up, they take the bikes one at a time, look them over and give the nod to the desk guy to return our deposit!! I guess it was in our favour that Troy’s bike had clearly been crashed on both sides prior, and I had taken multiple pictures (they saw me do this) of both bikes before leaving with them yesterday. This is 100% the best advice I can give to anyone renting bikes here. Take lots and lots of photos before leaving.
Back to the cafe we go for Troy to have his favourite breakfast, American breakfast. We were supposed to go to see Mr. Suvit at the tailor’s last night for the final fitting on the clothes we are having made, but just couldn’t muster the energy, so that was a must do today. We walked over to Tapae road and tried everything on, very happy with it, packed it up and headed back to hotel. I had a little energy to burn off, so set off to walk the moat around the Old City. It’s a four mile walk as the Old City is a one mile square. It took me just shy of two hours given that I like to stop and look at things, maybe get myself a mango shake or an ice cream or something like that.
After a rest on the balcony outside our room, I rousted Troy to get back to the cafe and either eat there and go to Sunday night market, or just go straight to market. The clouds look a lot like big bad rain clouds to me, but as it turns out, it didn’t rain one drop during the evening at the market. We decide to do our typical thing on Sunday and eat at the market. A shawarma, fruit shake and one order of potato balls later, Troy’s had enough market and heads back to the cafe. I push on as this is my only chance now to procure the pants and various things I’ve promised to people back home. I was lucky enough to find myself a corn waffle in my wandering 😉😉 a girl needs to keep her energy up!
I must tell you about the one thing I’ve been wanting to try here for years, but just never quite gotten to, the street massage at the market. I made time for this last night. What makes your feet more tired than walking walking through many Kms through that market, and for a mere 150 baht,($5 usd) a nice lady rubbed my tired feet for an hour, refreshed me thoroughly and helped me make that final push for souveniers!
photos coming soon (I hope)
