Chiang-Mai 1974.
With very young sister Wendy on our return from living in Kuala Lumpar this was a pretty raw town then. I remember the extraordinary food, the memorable trekking, the soldiers interspersed with tourists and locals. No chance of crossing borders then with the Khumar Rouge within spitting distance.
Much of the old city’s charm remains despite lots of tourists.
Wat Chedi Luang, 1400 in Chiang Mai. Loved the gold carved elephants that melt into the stupa. Monk approached on knees for confession/blessing.
A harrowing motor bike ride up the mountain to Wat Prathat Doi Suthep was a must, famed for its 330+ steps.
Top right: Barry gets shown how to properly wear sarang.
A little further up the mountain took us to the Royal Bhubing Palace with its lovely gardens. Further along still the much deteriorated road led to the Hmong village of Doi Pui.
With a former work colleague, Graham, to guide us we were able to hit some of the less frequented gems in the city. Above left: Raming Tea House (1915), Maya Shopping Centre rooftop bar for sunset overlooking the mountain, and former British Embassy bottom left.
Top right shrine in memory of King Rama who was revered. Bottom: non traditional samplings from the night bazaar.
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