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We went to thailand in May 2015 on a two -week trip, led us from the hectic bangkok to Koh Samui beaches, passing the mountain Chiang Mai. I remember the feeling that lived on me at the time, a mixture of excitement and fear. Fear because I didn't leave so long “far”, on the second continent, long -lasting, too absorbed by Roller derby training, my games and “acute champion”. We spent the first days of our trip in the destabilizing Bangkok where modern buildings and slams rub shoulders, luxury shopping malls and street markets. Then we climbed the bus and headed to Sukhothai, located more than four hundred kilometers. By preparing the path of this trip, I hesitated for a long time between Sukhothai and Ayutthaya, two former capital of the SIAM Kingdom listed as UNESCO World Heritage. To advice SophieHe beat Sukhothai. Return in two days out of time in the center of Thailand.

Orchid Hibiscus Pension: Moult as, Mueang Sukhothai County, Sukhothai 64210, Thailand

It's been barely eight hours when Célia and I leave our board and enter the abandoned Khao San Road Street. It's too early, but the atmosphere is choking. Bangkok is upset. The intersection is created at the intersection. Slalome scooters between cars. Tuk-Tuks brutal brake. Men grow up in two hands with strollers filled with fresh mango and still green coconut, while traders start installing booths on which to sell Elephant prints pantsMany tourists are proud. The pants that I set most of my trip before bought one. The floors with ankles, it gives me the air hippie! #Blogmod

Once we arrived at the bus station, climb the bus to Sukhothhaï. The journey is monotonous, the road straight. At noon we stop in the highway area in the middle of nothing. In the movies, at that time we hear the wind blowing and the nesting of the hens passes in front of the screen. This highway area is a bit similar … We are offered dishes based on Curry, but also peeled to extreme beef, accompanied by rice. In my eyes I have mouth and tears in my eyes, barely the first bite of swallowed meat. On the bus we killed a time as much as we could before we arrive Old Suukhothai In the middle of the afternoon.

The bus lowered us in the middle of the road, in front of the market. We started by lost by not knowing in which direction to recover to recover the keys of our boarding house,Orchid Hibiscus Pension. As for the rooms we have arrested – on the verge of despair – They no longer made us progress, sending us even in the wrong direction. True story …

Sukhothai Historical Park: Mueang as, Mueang Sukhothai district, Sukhothai 64210, Thailand

In the early morning, I woke up with the sun's rays, filtering through the threshold. I slept badly and I feel everything supplied. If the boardingmen and our bungalow are full of charm, the beds are extremely hard and give you an unpleasant impression that you have slept on a wooden board. When you leave the bungalow, the warmth is there: choking. But after a week in Thailand, I'm starting to get used to it: Live in shorts and have a frisot hair Without refraining, it must be a real sense of life. Breakfast consists of freshly cut mangos, honey harvested on the hive, a kind of coconut paste served in a banana list, pressed fruit juice, toast and coffee – Lorelai Gilmore comes out of this body!

We are in May. This period corresponds to the low tourist season, so the Pension left. The place is so quiet that I get the impression that I am annoyed by my only presence in the Mileu garden with lush vegetation. Several French pensioners occupy bungalow opposite ours. We briefly exchange a few words during breakfast, but I hear them talking in a low voice. They take their time And decide to stay another night in Sukhothai. Just so, I enjoy the city a little more.

After lunch, we rent bikes to help you overcome the Sukhothai Historical Park, in which all the remains of the ancient capital of Siam are grouped. At the entrance to the park, a man sleeps in his tuk-tuk, twisted on a blue bench. Only his feet exceed the “vehicle”. Equipped with a map of the park that is given at the entrance, we come again on our bikes, we press a good blow to the pedals to find out Wat MahathatThe main temple of the park, made of red brick, on which he observes twelve -meter -camoko Buddha. The park is unusually quiet. Only a few lonely passengers travel to the remains of the Kmerk temples. We are far from the increased atmosphere and the ruling rush in Bangkok. Everything is just calm and tranquility here. The leftover temples are decoratedElephants cut into stone. Sometimes they lack one ear. The water is present everywhere. They crawl between temples and isolate them. The amulets are hidden between the root of the centenary.

Wat Si Chum: Mueang as, Mueang Sukhothai district, Sukhothai 64210, Thailand

To discover the other historical miracles of Sukhothai, we cross the ramparts of the park, or rather what remains from him, and move north. Between noon and two, we stop at Boui-Boui on the side of the road for lunch. We served two dishes based on Curry and fresh beers that were dragged into colder before we set off on the way to the way Wat if chumThe impressive status that represents the giant is at the wall shelter with high red stones. We call it “Phra Achana”one who is not afraid. His right hand is facing the ground. She symbolizes her victory against the forces of evil.

We got bikes again and left the park, along the way to our boarding house. At the end of the day we got into a The hectic of the small town center of Old SukhothaiWalking on the main street and between the markets. The latter were covered with dried fish, fruits and tilt for cooking. Immediately before the fall, from the night and after our usual pad was pushed, we could not enter the park again to attend the sunset on the Wat Mahathata and used the serenity that last offered the ruins of the Krmer temples. The next morning we went on a trip to Chiang Mai.