The Sunday night market (not to be confused with
the other night market) was an amazing and crowded
place. Here this excellent sushi was enjoyed at the feet
of the three kings while watching local community
theater groups give a rendition of something we had absolutely
no clue about.
a corner market where it is possible to find nearly
everything. With a fridge in our room, we could
keep a good supply of fruit.
The Three Kings monument and landmark had an additional meaning
during this holiday season. Religion aside,
you must admit these are handsome fellows.
At another wat, the elephants are getting a bath. We
wonder if the light yellow monk garb signifies novice monks,
and his toothbrush duty some kind of merit making task.
My favorite chedi from last time, the Chedi Luong.
I love the elephant's halves that are stepping out
to challenge intruders. Apparently the large portion
missing from the top was a victim of an earthquake in
the 15th century. Some sources say it was from cannon
fire in 1775 when it was recaptured from the Burmese.
Keith insisted on a monk chat. It was pleasant -
our monk was an authority on British poetry.
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