Old Sukothai at Night

Oh, old Sukothai, you are so amazing. Hilary and I spent the day riding bikes among the ruins, getting lost in the mountains/jungles/rice paddies, hanging out with random cows and generally working up a sweat. We stumbled upon these ruins that were lit up and lovely. Then we got lost a bit cause it was too dark to get our bearings. It was a bit spooky among the ruins in the pitch black but it was exciting. I also had a scare earlier in the day when I asked a monk where we were and he told me, "Everyone here, they died. Even the Americans." I thought it was a death threat and then I got all creeped out until I figured out that he was trying to say that we were at a cemetery. A simple misunderstanding. Honestly, I felt a little mytstical and disoriented all day. I think there must have been some crazy energy among those ruins. At one point, Hilary and I were riding our bikes and it was getting pretty dark but we were trying to figure out where this traditional Thai music was coming from and I just felt like the forrest was so magical. Hilary and I had a picnic at this temple out on an island and later ended up going out to this place called Chopper Bar. Lots of foreigners there and we played the longest game of Jenga ever. We met up with some guys from UC Davis who just finished taking the bar. They were really fun and we might try to meet up with them again in Chiang Mai next weekend. Besides the hassle of waiting for buses and standing up in the aisle during most of the journey, I would say it was a very good trip. Oh yeah, Hil and I drank these crazy herbal tinctures at a place called the Dream Cafe. It certainly was dreamy as it was like being in a tree house and surrounded by lots of Thai antiques and stones. Lovely.