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Sukkothai temples

Sukhothai was the first Thai kingdom ruled by nine kings.  It was annexed by the rulers of Ayuthaya in 1376.  Isn’t it amazing?—we travel after hundreds of years to beauty and history, culture and spiritual enlightenment for our edification and knowledge?  How cool is this world?

You must visit the spread-out complex of Wat Si Sawai, Wat Mahathat, Wat Si Chum, Wat Sa Si, and Wat Phra Phai Luang while visiting.

Sukhothai is located about 280 miles (450 kilometers) from Bangkok, halfway between Bangkok and Chiangmai, approximately 6 to 7 hours by bus; daily flights are available also.  This is a spectacular sight to see at sunset—all glitter and gold in the rays of the atmosphere of the sleeping sun.

Rather than nighttime means party time, the nighttime for Sukhothai has a more spiritual purpose.  The glory of a sunset when beauty is upon the Earth surrounds us so we harmonize with it.  There is a presentation with light and sound at the Sukhothai Historical Park, Friday through Sunday at 7-8 p.m.  The magnificent sunset is a spiritual journey you will enjoy when you don’t push the river and let it flow.  You can also stop by the local food eateries, revel in the pottery, and handcraft booths.  Not only is this a physical journey, but a physical one, and your mind will be over the moon.

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Sukkothai reservoir

Located on the National Museum’s east side is an ancient monument built within the Wat Tra Phang Thong (sukhothai) reservoir.  There are eight chedis (Buddha stupa), fountains, salas, and shrines with other historical structures.  The building is in ruin today at Wat Try Phang, yet has the best surrounding scenery and temples for extraordinary pictures and selfies with you in the foreground and the hills and architecture behind.

Locals today plant crops using the water from the Sukhothai reservoir and women can be seen harvesting water grasses from the edges of the water.  Sluice gates were constructed on main canals to control water levels.  For retaining water, more than 1000 small- and medium-sized reservoirs and dykes have been built.

In the temple area are many shops with happy smiling locals serving up delicious local food.  For instance, crocodile soup.  Crocodile meat tastes like good fresh fish and has the texture of tender lean pork.  Herbs and skinny noodles are in the broth—and it’s good and nourishing.

The exotic Thailand with its exotic foods is an expedition you do not want to miss!  This journey is one you must go see!

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Thailand > India: Weeks 2-3 (Chambers 8-21)

Hey all ! We’re coming to you way from the future!! It’s the year 2556 here ,we found out, according to the Buddha Era years. So there maybe a delay in these posts….. so far we’re down a pair of shoes (stolen) and a thermos ( forgotten) but we’re still amped and trekking along.

Our itinerary in Thailand lately has been Chiang Rai > Pai > Sukkothai >Phitsanulok > Bangkok. Then we flew into Southeast India, landed in the city of Chennai then> Mamallapuram > Pondicherry.

Last time we blogged we were on our way to Chiang Rai to check out the White Temple….. truly an amazing site! You’re not allowed to take pictures on the inside of the temple but there is a murals line the interior walls. On the wall of the entrance way it’s like you’re walking into the mouth of a dragon, which you don’t realize until you walk inside and turn around. In the dragons right eye is George W. Bush, in the left is Osama Bin Laden, with scenes of September 11 and destruction lining the bottom of the wall. Images of superheros, cartoon and movie characters ( Superman, Spiderman, Kung Fu Panda, Hellraiser, etc) are sprinkled amongst the scenes of devastation, which we were told is meant to ” bridge the gap” between the younger generations so they can understand the history of what’s happened. All in all its quite intense.

Then we were off to the town of Pai. We were curious to see what the little place nestled in the mountains had to offer But were slightly disappointed with how conjested and packed the place was with a rather colorful and bizarre array of hippie & mad max- like tourist walking around with dijeridoos and small drums. Basically we felt like we were stuck in trance loop from 1993. We like “positive vibes”and all but this town felt forced. The locals here were no where nearly as friendly as all the other Thai people we had encountered and Steven had his sneakers stolen at our guesthouse (most likely by one of the guests who were at the all night meth rager in the bungalow next door). On the up side Pai is surrounded by beautiful countryside, several waterfalls and a huge white Buddha on a mountain top you can get to by climbing quite a healthy set of stairs which we were all able to check out by renting a scooter. We headed to Sukkothai to check out the ruins (UNESCO World Heritage site) and once in the town we were invited to participate in a Buddhist event the night we got there. At the event all the participants tied white strings around there heads which where tied to other strings across ther room, forming a grid and linking every one together in a way, while monks chanted in succession one after the other. After this we went back to Phitsanulok to revisit our tranny guesthouse owner, a.k.a Bon Bon, and off to Bangkok to catch our flight to India. During our brief stay in Bangkok we got to witness some of the protest, which has more or less taken over the city.

Our intro to India was felt like something out of the Twilight Zone. We got into the city of Chenai around 9:30 at night and knew we could get a taxi to the a smaller town just south, Mamallapuram, for about $20 bucks so we figured better to get out of the big city. The ride was about an hour and half of lead food uncertainty down a dark two way road with a driver who kept on nodding off at the wheel. No joke. I kept on trying to talk to the driver to keep him awake who would answer incoherently, laugh, put up the radio again and try to fo…cus…on…the ..zzzzzzzzz. Over and over again we played this game until we pulled into the small sea side town which had ABSOLUTELY no signs of life. Nothing open, not a soul walking, a complete and utter ghost town. That is except for the pack of 6 guys our cab driver managed to pull up in front off and here I am thinking, oh great. I couldn’t believe it much less get out of the car for atleast a minute and a half. Finally, I hear the driver telling us that the lodge, that’s behind the pack of guys is a good place to stay. Ok we say, thanks, pay him what we agreed on and try to walk away. But it doesn’t end there the cab driver follows us first by foot, then by car asking for more money than we agreed on. 12 minutes later we’re hiding to shake him. We walk around the town, still nothing, not a single place open, till we mange to find the only other lodge open, great! (*later we found out it was the same place the cabbie drove us to in the first place, we just found it’s other entrance on an alternate street). We book a room, as there is no other option, but all the time thinking ‘can this be real?’ There’s dirt smeared over the walls, the bathroom looks like it can’t remember the last time it was cleaned and the sheets are saying if “If you only knew how many people have laid on me.” There was sand/dirt all over the bed and what I thought were dried little worms (Steven assures me it was tobacco). We tried to sleep, on a sleeping bag I had, on the hard dusty floor(cleaner than the bed) thinking one day we may laugh at this but at the moment it royally sucked. At the break of dawn we walked to the sea and were able to find another place to stay. The next couple of days made up for it though. We caught some awesome local dance, checked out some ruins in Mamallapuram, had our picture taken a bunch by enthusiastic locals, saw plenty of roaming cows and ended our week by another sea side town, Pondicherry.