Early Tuesday morning, November 23, we left Bangkok and headed to Chiang Mai. Somehow through all the rush hour traffic we managed to make our flight and arrived in Chiang Mai at 9:30am. Anytime someone in Bangkok inquired as to where we were going to next they looked a bit shocked when we said Chiang Mai. "Oh it's cold there." "It's so cold in the north." "I'm from Chiang Mai and it's just Brrrrrrr there now." And sure enough residents were wearing wool caps, sweaters, and we even saw a woman with a fur coat. Retailers were selling ski mask, mittens, and other hypothermia protection. The cold season. The high the day we landed the temp was 92 degrees fahrenheit. With a real feel of 96.
Frigid.
Chiang Mai is a sleepy northern Thailand town with plenty of day and night markets, Cockfighting, nightly Muai Thai events, monks painting temples, and the best damn fried chicken I've ever tasted.
Down Ratchadamnoen Road (map) just past the Tha Pae Gate in front of a bank with green trim you'll find this happy husband and wife duo cooking up Thai Fried Chicken so good it's the only place we returned to on our entire trip for a second meal.
For additional detail click on this photo. The child behind Yen wants her plate. Yen said to him, "No deal."
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