Where we Stayed:
Sakorn Residence - This place was average at best, but also pretty inexpensive for a 2-bedroom apartment, so I can't really complain. Except I will just a little. I referred to it as "the dorm". The rooms were sparsely furnished, they refused to put a trash can in the kitchen, the shower flooded the bathroom floor, the pool was too cold, and it generally lacked any character for a city so full of it. On the upside, it was very clean, there was a decent breakfast included, we had plenty of space, and it was close to restaurants and shopping. All in all, it was functional but not memorable.
Where we Ate:
We've had a lot of meals at the standard Thai restaurant that would be great at home, but here is just the norm, and then there are a few that stand out. The standouts in Chiang Mai were:
- Hinlay Curry & Forest Bake- We ate at Hinlay the last day and regretted that we hadn't eaten there every day. It was directly next to our hotel, but the hours were funky so we didn't make it over there at the right times during the week. The signature Hinlay Curry dish was delish, and it was tucked into a lovely little garden alongside Forest Bake, where we spent a good number of calories while watching Chinese and Japanese tourists snap selfies.
- The Swan - Great Burmese restaurant in the old town. Burmese food isn't that much different than Thai food, but different enough that it was a welcome change. We had the waiter order the best dishes for us and he was spot on. Highly recommend.
- Chada Cafe - Went here for lunch and it was just what we needed after a morning of touring Chiang Mai. The kids erupted in cheers when we arrived, but mostly because they realized we weren't going to another temple. You turn off a couple of neighborhood roads and find yourself on a little farm, with a wide green lawn, an ostrich and pony on one end, a pen of baby goats, another of baby chicks, and a bunch of rope swings. Hallelujah. There's nothing better than a restaurant where adults can sit and eat and kids can run and play.
- Night Markets - Some of the best food in any Thai city is found at the night markets. It's open every night and the locals eat here regularly. You can get everything from Pad Thai and noodle soup to pig intestines and fried insects. We opted for the former. The Saturday and Sunday walking markets are bigger versions of the neighborhood night markets and draw a huge crowd, along with a lot more options.
- Eat is Life - Dylan and I had lunch here on our girls' outing to the Nimman area and I nearly cried when I saw the array of fresh vegetables. There are plenty of cooked vegetables in Thailand soaked in sauces, but raw veggies and salads aren't common and we've been warned not to eat them anyway since they've likely been rinsed in water that could be tainted. I decided to take the risk here and it paid off. I've never been so happy to eat a salad.
There is SO much to do in Chaing Mai. We were there for 10 days and could have easily stayed longer. Seeing friends from home made it extra special. We're a month into the trip and really loved having other people to talk to and experience things with. It created a positive disruption to our patterns and travel dynamics that breathed new life into the next phase of the trip.
- Pattara Elephant Farm - I wouldn't be surprised if this day emerges from the 2 months of activities as the favorite. The experience of being up close and personal with these giant and clever animals was really unique. We learned about their rehabilitation efforts, bonded with our own assigned elephants, and somehow thought it was totally appropriate to get in a pool of water filled with their poop to wash them.
- Cooking Class - Not the typical cooking class, we visited with a Thai family, toured their house and "garden" (more like a jungle filled with edible and medicinal herbs, fruits, and spices), and finally sat down to chop, mash, mix and cook an unbelievable meal in the outdoor kitchen, which Tyler described as the "best meal he's ever had". Side note: leading up to the trip, I really thought Max might starve while we were here. He takes picky eating to a new level and genuinely has a phobia of fruits and vegetables (won't even sit at the same table with one), but he's made a few very small steps through experiences like this one, and has managed to stay alive on plain noodle soup and cereal with milk.
- Muay Thai Class - A bit of non-tourist activity, while still experiencing something common to the Thai culture. At home, we'd call this a boxing class. But when you call it Muay Thai, we can call it a cultural experience. Whatever you call it, it was really fun to do this as a family and to sweat for reasons other than standing still in the heat.
- The Trek - I need to break this down a little because there's so much wrapped up into these 2 days.
- Getting There: Our guide, a man of probably 70 years old (or possibly 40 with a lot of sun exposure), picked us up and we drove first to a market to gather our dinner ingredients, stopped to visit a school, and then to the start of the trail. We hiked for 2-3 hours through dense and often steep forest trails. There was a lot of whining. It was hot. We stopped a lot and our guide glared at us. There were 12 of us (5 of us, 5 McMahons, 2 Bernikers), which is a lot for a hiking group. He tried to teach us about the plants and the area, but nobody really cared or listened. Which probably explains the glaring. We arrived at the village around 5:00.
- The Village: This village was only settled in the last 30 years. There are maybe 20 small huts where people slept, shared outhouses with cold water showers, and the large open hut that we slept in at one end of the village. Our guide cooked in a kitchen near our sleeping area and there were tables outside where we ate and hung out. Throughout the village, there were kids playing cards or running around. There were dogs, chickens and pigs in and out of pens. There seemed to be more children than adults. Most of the paths were dirt, but there was one paved road that ran through the village. There was no electricity, but there must have been some solar or battery power because there was a cooler with cold beer and soda for us and there were a couple of lights at night. There was a huge bucket that collected rain water in the middle of the village with a spout at the bottom. I assume people used that for cooking or bathing. Our guide explained NONE of this to us. He basically disappeared once we arrived, only coming out to feed us, tell a very long story about the dance that was performed by the villagers, and collect us for the return trip in the morning. We slept on thin mattresses lined up on raised platform under mosquito nets. Once Max stopped screaming about someone stealing his pillow (nobody did), we woke up a few hours later to the roosters crowing. For some reason, we all thought roosters crowed once to announce the sunrise and that was it. Not so. They started at 2:30am and basically kept going until after daylight. Nobody slept well. The next morning, all of the villagers came out to set up a market with handmade crafts and jewelry. Just for us. No pressure. The return hike was much easier and we stopped at the "Sticky Waterfall" on the way home, which was unexpectedly awesome. You could climb right up the waterfall due to the nature of porous limestone that provides a grip for climbing.
The village from a distance |
Our sleeping quarters |
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Buatong Waterfall |
- Ruminations: I spent a lot of time thinking during our trek. I watched the 2 little Thai girls, probably 8 or 9 years old, that accompanied us from their school to the village bounding around in flip flops, climbing trees, picking fruit and joyfully jumping out at us around each curve to scare us. Then compared that to our own girls, who trudged along slowly, commenting on every bug bite, scrape and thirst, and generally unaccustomed to discomfort. I thought about our playroom at home, with overflowing bins of toys. Most of which nobody plays with. Changing that will be the first thing I do when I get home. And I thought about happiness. Granted, we were only there for less than 24 hours, but the people in this village seemed genuinely content with their lives. They sang and danced and played. They had what they needed. They operated as a community. It really made me evaluate all of the things we do to be "happy" and fill our lives with materials and experiences. I think it can be a lot simpler than it is.
- Flight of the Gibbons - (back to filling our lives with experiences that make us happy!) Hours of zip-lining fun through the treetops. Really well-run operation. Jon, ever the camp director, commented multiple times on course inspection and safety protocols, but everything seemed up to snuff. Also, none of us fell off the 100 foot platforms, so there's that.
- Downtime - After our friends left and we had a few free days, we just chilled. After so many days of activity, this was as meaningful as anything else we did. We went to the mall (which puts our malls to shame), played in arcades, visited cat cafes, saw a movie, and got take-out from the food court. The significance is in how insignificant this was. Sometimes we just need to slow it all down for a few days.
Overall Impressions:
I loved so many things about Chiang Mai and our time here. Even just driving through town and seeing ornate temples next to 7-11s next to massage parlors next to ruins of old fortress walls was something to admire. The pulse of the markets and the colors of the tribal wares and the smell of Durian when you enter the Warorot Market will be remembered. And I love that our stories from this part of the trip include friends who added a whole other dimension to our experiences.