I crashed at Mo's hotel. A bit of luxury and saved me hunting for a place yesterday (LT). I find a little guest house tucked up a street not too far from her hotel. I really want to try some of the local food here "blue chair" venues as Mo nicknames them. Essentially where the locals eat. The place we find is not far and has just 3 items on the menu. I get pork and noodles. Nothing remarkable unfortunately. We head to the Saturday market. Simila...

I have a few hours to kill before my bus arrives. I find a little shop selling bangles. Mo wanted one as a souvenir and forgot to get one. I head back to the Hotel des Artist for breakfast. An Australian lady is moaning at the busy waitress. She had ordered a coffee with no sugar but got given sweetened milk because thats what the restaurant uses. The lady is explaining how it should be served. I smile at the waitress and I say the pleasantries in Th...

Get up late and go for breakfast down the road at the Hotel des Artists. A breeze blowing taking the bite out of the late morning sun. The cafe is on an intersection. Up the road to our hotel. Straight on to a few small cafes and restaurants, where we ate the first day and down the road to the sunset bar. We head back to the hostel and sit with a beer. Head up to the bus station with Mo and see her off. I grab some supplies, book my bus journey back to Chian...

Get up and head to the flour power bakery for breakfast. A great wee cafe tucked away off the main 3 streets. I grab French toast amd has been awhile (LT).Mo books her bus back to Chiang Mai for 5pm tomorrow. We make the most of the afternoon as it will be carnage tonight.We make the most of the afternoon and hire a taxi. Mo is not confident on a moped and I'm not confident having a passenger after falling off with one the last time I was here. Works out a si...

I move out of my empty dorm room. The hostel has been ok. Nice having access to a pool but the cleaning staff are bone idle. My bathroom stinks and there has been a mysterious trail of blood from the room next door that still hasnt been cleaned. I speak to 3 lads who met a local mafia guy last night. They have been offered an afternoon firing a variety of guns and will be introduced to a mafia kingpin. They seem excited, maybe this explains the blood, a prev...