Back from London and tired from bland British food, Hope had only one request when I asked her where she wanted to go out for lunch. “I need some SPICE!”, she pleaded. Somehow I managed to convince Hope and Davis to wake up early on a cold day and venture into the inner depths of Queens for a taste of Sichuan cuisine.
Nat retreats to Chiang Mai for a relaxing weekend of fish curry, French movies and some poolside lounging. — Veronica
If I could live anywhere in Thailand, it would be Chiang Mai. The old city retains its traditional, square layout, with a surrounding moat and restored medieval gates which lend an atmosphere of history that is absent in most of Bangkok. Chiang Mai is over 500 years older and the people seem commensurately more kind and relaxed. Nowhere is it more apparent that Chiang Mai is culturally different than in the wats, or temples which have decidedly less gold and glitter and more delicately carved wood. Bangkok feels rushed, brash and taxing in comparison.