Other features of Wat Ket Karam include a resident
gray and white cat unbelievably clad in a red and white
santa suit. To protect him from the frigid 70 degree
winter I guess. There was also a strangely misplaced
Maniken Pis, albeit a terra cotta version.
This handsome Naga and mythological gecko-like
critters lining apsara door decor were residents of the
neighborhood Wat Ket Karam, an especially
fun wat as they housed a drum museum and local boys
were pounding out some pretty powerful rythms on
genuinely traditional instruments.
Here at the corner of the flower market are the red
song teaws that proved to be the main mode of
getting around CM. They have a good bus system, but
no one seems to use it. Tuk Tuks are also common.
The walk to the "action" was along west bank of
the River Mae Ping. She is a broad river with tourist
boats going and coming. The Warorot Market and the
flower market as well as the famed night markets, were
just across the nearest bridge.
The courtyard of the restful and lovely Je T'ame
GH in Chiang Mai looking toward our very pleasant
room. The innkeeper was a very kind and serene lady who
made us welcome even at a way too early hour.
The train had arrived at 5:30 AM, but we managed
to stall the song teauw driver for a few hours before
taking us there. The location was a bit away from
the concentrated old-city/tourist scene, yet close enough
for a nice walk to get there -- if we wanted. Which we
really didn't. We relished this chance to catch our breath
and collect ourselves.
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