Leaving
behind the peace and tranquillity of the monastery we return to the
material world, swapping some of our dwindling funds for a newly
tailored suit, before leaving Chiang Mai. We head south to the
ancient city of Sukhotai, where we drag ourselves around countless
temples and ruins in the sweltering heat. Contemplating whether to
torture ourselves with another day of exhausting, yet interesting
sightseeing, we hear news from Bangkok. The arrival of a classmate
from our days in Kunming makes the decision a little easier and we
set off for the capital.

Overwhelmed by the scale of the city, we are drawn into the safe arms of Khao San Road, the famous mecca for backpackers and party goers. After a long day of travelling we put down our backpacks in the most cheap and horrible room we can find, something comparable to a soviet prison cell. Without either of us really knowing exactly where the other was, we miraculously manage to meet up with our favourite Norwegian, despite needle in haystack odds. This is cause for celebratation and we toast to our surprise reunuion with plenty of beer and cocktails.
Overwhelmed by the scale of the city, we are drawn into the safe arms of Khao San Road, the famous mecca for backpackers and party goers. After a long day of travelling we put down our backpacks in the most cheap and horrible room we can find, something comparable to a soviet prison cell. Without either of us really knowing exactly where the other was, we miraculously manage to meet up with our favourite Norwegian, despite needle in haystack odds. This is cause for celebratation and we toast to our surprise reunuion with plenty of beer and cocktails.
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