The following morning we woke to the aforementioned in-concert monks (at least I did) and the cuckooing of what I believed to be a very time zoned challenged rooster. Some mornings he sounded off. And others he was either sound asleep or off to a slaughterhouse. Any who... We started off early and did our best to track the suggested trail of Wall Street Journal travel writer, Robyn Eckhardt. Here's a brief on the walk and a link to Eckhardt's Chiang Mai article.
Out of the gate: A curried breakfast of fish and chickens at Somphet Market located at the Thanon Moon Muang Soi 6. There we met THE Chiang Mai beggar of 2009 and I'm sure 2010 unless she continues to lie in the paths of oncoming vehicles the way she does. A dirty golden mutt who could con you out of your shorts if she wanted to. She ate a third of our meal and demanded spicier curry with her portions.
After we jammed enough sticky rice into our greedy little gullets we breezed by the suggested Wat Umong Mahathen down a what I remember to be unpaved path to Wat Duang Di Monastery. Translated it means Good Luck Monastery.
From there we visited Wat Phan Tao and the epic Indiana Jones-esque Wat Chedi Luang temples. Aaaannnnnd... we're hungry... onto 112 Thanon Ratchamanka to snack at northern Thailand cuisine specialist Huen Phen. Laab Khua, Jaw Pakkat, Saa Makhya and more sticky rice.
The next location was lost to wrong turns and a blinding sun. We searched for Tai-Lue Princess at Samlam Soi 1 where they sell multicolored cottonpatoong. We searched for 40 minutes and then stumbled onto the Thai Massage Conservation Club of Chiang Mai providing services by experienced blind masseurs! Zatoichi! And in we walked.
end walk.
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