Karaoke Etiquette

Last Saturday I hosted a karaoke gathering at R&B Karaoke on Thanon Naratiwat.  Marc was actually the person who kept sugesting we do karaoke, but he didn’t really know a place so I offered to pull it together.

A large number of our “regular” group were out of town or otherwise unavailable.  At one point, it looked like it would be just six of us, even though I had booked a room that held up to fifteen people.

Roka came through a few days before, inviting a group of her friends who were already gathering to celebrate a birthday.  It made for a lot of new faces, but I’m always ready to meet new people.  Especially if there is singing involved.

All in all, the night was good fun.  The selection of songs was good, the singers were no worse than “okay”, and the food was tasty.  We ran into some problems as the evening progressed, though, the types of problems that karaoke parties can often encounter.

At the end of the night, on the way back home, Tawn shared with me some of his expertise in this area.  See, you have to appreciate that I grew up in a culture that, while very musical, was not very karaoke-savvy.  As much as I enjoy singing, I can safely say that I’ve been to a karaoke place less than ten times in my life, including the six months I lived in Hong Kong.

I know.  You’re surprised, right?

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To address some of the challenges we encountered at karaoke, Tawn educated me about karaoke etiquette.  Like bowling etiquette (Don’t bowl at the same time the people in the adjacent lanes are bowling.  You did know that, right?), karaoke etiquette contains rules for genteel behavior that makes the experience more pleasant for all involved. 

Let’s review:

 

Choosing songs

One common problem is that whoever grabs the remote control device starts browsing the catalog and, before you know it, they’ve entered ten songs that they really like.  The problem is by the time those songs come up they only want to sing the first couple, then they tire of singing and try to pass the microphone to other people, none of whom is enthusiastic about the song because they didn’t choose it.

Solution: The two song rule.  Each person gets to choose two songs to sing then the remote is handed to the next person.  If the remote is difficult to use, you can have a designated “DJ” to enter the information, but each person chooses two songs.  Once you’ve gone around the room you can start again.

Another problem with song selection is that there are just certain songs that aren’t really good for karaoke.  You know the ones.  They are hard to sing.  You don’t really know the melody because you only sing along to the chorus.  They are slow balads that are really depressing.  They have l-o-n-g instrumental parts between verses. 

Solution: Choose songs carefully.  The best ones are ones that are upbeat and that everyone knows and can enjoy singing to.  “Summer Lovin'” from the musical Grease is a great example.  “Like A Virgin” by Madonna is another good example.  Nearly anything by the Beatles.  If you need something down tempo, choose “Misty”. 

 

Group Composition

This may be a little touchy, but I’d argue that the best karaoke experiences occur when your group has pretty common tastes in music.  We listened to everything from the Everly Brothers to Robbie Williams to some new hip-hop artists I’ve never heard of.  Hey, I enjoyed the music but there were frequently several people sitting around kind of bored with the music at that given point.

Solution: Meanly cherry-pick your participants so the range of music doesn’t get too wide.  Okay, I’m kidding a little bit on this one, but there is still a point to be made here.  I’m not sure I can relate to what those youngsters are listening to these days.

 

Paying

This is always a challenge.  Some people arrive early and leave early, others arrive late and leave late.  Some just stop by for a bit in the middle of the evening.  At the karaoke places here in Thailand, you can order food and drinks to eat in the room.  These are good quality but expensive, as that’s how the money is made.

So you have the twin problems of how to collect money and how to divide the bill fairly.

We ran into that at the party.  Part way through, a few of the people decided to head out.  We actually totaled the food and beverage bill through that point and agreed about how it would be divied up.  We also agreed that the room rental would be divided equally by the number of people who eventually showed up and would be added to the food and beverage bill that we had just settled.  Then we did the whole thing again at the end of the evening.

Even though I thought everyone had agreed to the division, I received a call the next morning from one person who seemed to feel he had paid an unfair amount and questioning the motivation of other people who had showed up, suggesting they maybe were intending to free-load.  Oh, brother.

Solution: Come to an agreement beforehand about how bills will be covered.  I can agree that the cost of alcohol (which is a big expense, along with mixers) can be unfair to spread among people who did not drink, although if they had juice or cola they were drinking expensive mixers.  But outside of that, I think the room and food costs need to be splite evenly per person regardless of how long you stayed, how much or little you sang, and how much or little you ate.

It is just the easiest way to ensure that the hosts (or other people) don’t end up paying a hefty “surcharge” to cover a bill when those who pitched in didn’t pitch in enough.

 

So those are my initial thoughts about karaoke etiquette.  I’d appreciate you sharing any more so that I can be coaxed into organizing another outing.

Spouses for life

I came across this video, from the San Francisco Chronicle, on Chris Crain’s blog.  It is really moving and I want to share it with you.

 
Tawn and I will next be in San Francisco together in December.  If the voters of California are favorable, maybe we can tie the knot then, making legal the commitment ceremony we conducted back in 2004.
 
 

Another breadmaking attempt goes awry

For those of your with broadband, you can watch the whole thing in this three-minute video.  For the low-bandwidth version, see below. 

 

You know that I enjoy baking.  You know that I’m still on a quest to create a really good loaf of whole wheat bread, a loaf like the ones I bought at Whole Foods back when I lived in the US.  And I hope you know that these continual mishaps and disappointments are real, not just staged for your entertainment.

After my last attempt, I felt I had at least arrived at a recipe that had good flavor and good self-rising capabilities thanks to the sourdough starter I’ve been nuturing.  The problem was, the loaf wasn’t big enough to fill the pan.

This time I increased the recipe by 50%, approximately how much more bread I needed in the pan to get a loaf big enough for sandwiches.

Somewhere after the first rise I got distracted and decided to bake the bread in my French loaf pan.  I don’t know why I didn’t stick with my normal rectangular loaf pan.  Changing pans meant that I wouldn’t be able to compare the volume of the new loaf to the old one.  But some whim captured my fancy and the French loaf pan seemed like a brilliant idea.

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At first, it seemed like a success.  After the second rise, I had a beautifully shaped loaf that looked a lot like a real French batard.  I was even able to score the surface without any tearing or deflating.

I popped the pan into the oven, added hot water to the cast-iron skillet in the bottom of the oven in order to create steam.  (Now you know why there are rust stains in it.)

Fifteen minutes later the aroma of fresh-baked bread began to fill the house.  Oh, I just knew I was on the path to success!

When it came time to pull the loaf out of the oven, it was a little dark on the outside – note to self: lower temperature next time – but the internal temperature indicated that it was cooked through.

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The problem came when I tried to remove the loaf from the pan.  The pan, which has a thousand or so tiny perforations to allow the crust to crisp on all sides, was supposedly non-stick.  In fact, a previous loaf I baked in it had pulled away with no problem.

But this time the dough had risen into hundreds of those holes, expanding as the loaf baked and essentially gripping the pan like hundreds of little fingers.  I couldn’t remove the loaf!

I tried using a silicone spatula to slip between the crust and the pan.  No success.  Ultimately, 80% of the loaf came away while 20% stayed with the pan.

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The upshot was that despite its hideous exterior, like Victor Hugo’s Hunchback, the loaf contained a complex, delicate, and rich interior that was worth knowing.  Especially with butter and preserves.

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The downside was that I had to “stew” the pan for several hours over low heat, basting it with water, in order to loosen the lower crust.  Even then, I still had to take a toothpick and clean out each of those hundreds of holes, one by one.  Next time, despite the claims of non-stickiness, I’m using parchment paper.

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The starter is back out of the refrigerator, though, so I’ll try another loaf this week.  Stay tuned…

 

Sii Ruup (Four Pictures)

Here are four pictures that characterize my past week:

 

View from my living room window during the day: gardeners trimming palm fronds and then retrieving them from the swimming pool.

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A new project for my to-do list: scrub and re-season my old cast iron skillet.

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The idosyncratic sights of the Big Mango: A gardner for hire drives through city traffic with his broom and weed wacker strapped to the back of his motorsai.

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Highlight of each morning: Seeing Khun Tawn dressed up sharp before he heads off to work.

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Coming soon: Another bread baking experiment (with video!) and a night at karaoke.

 

Chiang Mai Part 2

P1070102 Saturday morning was beautiful, still a little overcast but cooler than most mornings in Khrungthep and a bit less humid, too. 

Breakfast was included in our room rate, so we walked over to the restaurant.

Left: Me outside the main lobby building.

As I mentioned in Part 1, Chiang Mai was pretty deserted as this is the off season.  The population at the resort was similarly sparse. 

The restaurant staff did a really good job of maintaining a wide selection of items in the buffet without putting a large amount of food out.  For example, instead of a basket full of muffins, there was a banana-leaf tray with six of them.  They were neatly arranged, had a flower as decoration, etc. but you could tell they didn’t want to waste food.

 

 

P1070088 The restaurant is open-air and has an adjacent patio (right) where you can dine under the branches of a huge tree. 

The tree, with its many vines, roots, and Northern Thai-style lanterns (the white ones, below) hanging from its branches, was the focal point of the resort.  The owner wrote in his welcome letter that he selected the site of the resort specifically because of the tree.

 

 

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After breakfast we looked around the resort.  We learned that the annual staff party would be held that evening, so the restaurant would close at eight.  This was fine as we had other plans in mind for dinner.  We also noticed (“we”, “we”, “we”… as if Tawn doesn’t have his own blog – maybe if I stop writing “we”, he’ll update his blog), that the staff was conducting a ceremony at the base of the large tree.  It seems that they were replacing the spirit house with a new one.

P1070089 I’ve spoken about spirit houses before, but a brief explanation for those who are unfamiliar: While Thais are mostly a Buddhist nation, many animist, Brahmanist, and Hindu beliefs form a sort of quasi-religious subtext.  One of the more common of these is the belief that the land, trees, mountains, etc. have spirits living on or in them.

 

 

P1070096 When the land is developed to build a house, shop, or other building, you are obligated to erect a house – a “spirit house” – in which the displaced spirits can live.  This is placed in an auspicious spot, is appropriately sized (huge ones outside malls, smaller ones outside residential houses), and the residents and tenants regularly pay respect to the spirits by offering incense, candles, drinks and food. 

In the entry located here, you can see me making an offering to our condo’s spirit house on the day we moved in.  Also, the most famous spirit house in Thailand is the Erawan Shrine.  Read more about it here.

P1070108 The peacock motif appears throughout the resort, often on the ridges and corners of buildings where more commonly a naga tail might be placed. 

A little online research didn’t yield many satisfactory answers as to why the peacock motif is so prevalent in Chiang Mai, although I did learn that in both Hindu and Buddhist mythology, the peacock is symbolic of the worldly realms of appearance whereas the swan is the symbol of the higher realms. 

Also, in Buddhism the peacock’s tail is associated with the Wheel of Dharma.

How’s that for a whole lot of additional trivia that you probably didn’t ever expect to learn? 

 

 

Below, Tawn takes a picture of a beautiful three-dimensional mural of a peacock in the outdoor dining area.

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We started the day with a massage, which is always a fine way to start.  Afterwards we wandered over to Tha Phae Road, on the north side of the Night Market, looking for a tea house that Khun Ken had recommended.  Along the way we found some interesting shops, including the Sun Gallery, pictured below.

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The downstairs area had a wide variety of objects and paintings for sale, but the owner, Khun Veeraphat, opened the upstairs area for us.  It was this beautiful space, one side of which can actually be used by painters to create their works and the other side of which displays more paintings.  The light and volume of the space were really nice as there were balconies at the end of the rooms providing natural lighting.

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Just down the street we found the Siam Celadon Tea House, housed in a two-story teak building of neocolonial design that dates to 1915.  Khun Nit Wangwiwat, owner of the Raming Tea Company, bought the house in 1986 and it was eventually renovated for use as a shop and restaurant. 

P1070136 The highlight of the building is its central atrium, which floods the space with diffused light.  No air conditioning is used and the design, which includes high ceilings, lots of open grilles at the top of walls, and good window placement, allows for visitors to comfortably enjoy their tea with a nice breeze.

It is a pleasant space with a lovely garden in the back and we enjoyed a light bite to eat and some tea.  The shop is located next to a small khlong or canal and every so often the hint of an unpleasant smell wafts over on the breeze.  That was the one downside. 

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We headed back to the resort mid-afternoon and I was able to get a swim in at the pool until I was interrupted by the rain. 

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That evening we enjoyed an Indian meal at the Whole Earth restaurant, located adjacent to the resort.  I’ve eaten there before and they used to have a branch in Khrungthep that has regrettably closed.

P1070154 Located in a beautiful Thai-style building pictured to the left, the food is well-prepared with an extensive vegetarian menu and other meat selections.  We had a fish tikka and a curried okra dish that were amazing.  The service is attentive, too.

Pretty tired from all our walking around – how is it that holidays are so exhausting? – we stopped by the front desk of the hotel and borrowed the Michelle Pfeiffer film, I Could Never Be Your Woman.  Even thought they had several dozen films, they were all things we had either seen before or had no interest in seeing, so we settled for this 2007 comedy.  It was okay, but I’m glad I didn’t pay 100 baht for it in the cinema.

 

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Sunday morning was sunny, with blue skies finally breaking through the clouds.  Our flight was just after noon so we didn’t have a lot of time. 

P1070159 The one last thing on my list was breakfast at Bake & Bite Bakery.  A Chiang Mai fixture with three locations, this is a straight-up American style breakfast place with an emphasis on homemade breads, bagels, muffins and cinnamon rolls.

When Ken and I were up in Chiang Mai a year ago, we enjoyed nice breakfasts here a couple of times.  Since then, I’ve concluded my quest for an American style breakfast place in Khrungthep with Little Home on Thong Lor, about which I have yet to write.

 

P1070157 Left, full-on American breakfast with homemade sausage patties.  My sourdough biscuits are much better, though.

For some reason, I ended up fully satisfied with my breakfast while Tawn was not satisfied with his at all.  I think some of it was that Tawn’s stomach wasn’t feeling terribly well.  But part of it had to do with the chef’s inability to hard boil an egg.  Tawn ordered two hard boiled eggs and the first ones that came out were really soft and spilled all over the place upon cracking the shells.

He pointed this out to the waitress who apologized and brought out two more eggs a few minutes later.  Same problem.  Needless to say, Tawn now doesn’t understand why I like the restaurant.

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After breakfast, we packed our bags and said goodbye to the friendly staff of the Yaang Come Village, who all lined up and wai’d us as we left. 

 

P1070175 Our short flight home was on THAI Airways, a different airline from our flight up because Tawn was originally going to be up in Chiang Mai on business and I booked the same, slightly more expensive flight back as he had. 

Even though the flight is only an hour from takeoff to touchdown, they serve a snack service that, while not gourmet, certainly puts to shame the “hospitality” offered by any US-based airline.

Below left: Tawn special ordered a fish meal, which ended up being cold fish sticks with tartar sauce.  Below right: I ate the standard meal that was being passed out, a pork laab patty (kind of like chicken salad but with pork and Thai spices – it is normally served as a salad and not formed into patties) served with fresh veggies.  As with many of our meals this weekend, mine proved to be the better choice.

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And thus ended our weekend in Chiang Mai.  We’ll have to travel somewhere again soon as there is so much to explore here in Thailand.

 

My iPod ABCs

This seems to be going around as a reasonably clever thing to do.  I read it a few places but most recently on Euphorie’s site.  The idea is to compile of list of song titles from your iPod (or other MP3 player or – shudder! – your LP collection) to correspond to the alphabet.  Perhaps this is very insightful and will tell you a lot about me.  Or perhaps not.

Aprendiz by Alejandro Sanz (MTV Unplugged)

Black Coffee by Ella Fitzgerald (Intimate Ella)

California Dreamin’ by Queen Latifah (The Dana Owens Album)

Doralice by Stan Getz & Joao Gilberto (Getz/Gilberto)

Estate by Jackie Ryan (This Heart of Mine)

Fever by Peggy Lee (Miss Peggy Lee)

Good Enough by Sarah McLachlan (Mirrorball)

How Soon Is Now? by The Smiths (Meat is Murder)

I’ll Cover YouRent (Film Soundtrack)

Jai Bok Wa Chai (“The Heart Says Yes”) by Teerapat “Tui” Sajjagul (Teerapat)

or, if you aren’t counting Thai since it isn’t the English alphabet:

Jealous by Andy Bell (Electric Blue)

Kiss From A Rose by Seal (Seal)

Lush Life by Natalie Cole (Unforgettable With Love)

Moorea by Gipsy Kings (The Best of The Gipsy Kings)

Night and Day by Jamie Cullum Trio (Heard It All Before)

Old Red Eyes Is Back by The Beautiful South (Carry On Up the Charts)

Pride (In the Name of Love) by U2 (The Unforgettable Fire)

Que Reste-t-il De Nos Armours? by Charles Trenet (Le Fou Chantant)

Rock Me Gently by Erasure (Union Street)

Samba de Mon Coeur Qui Bat by Coralie Clement (Salle des Pas Perdus)

There’s Hope by India.Arie (Testimony: Vol. 1, Life & Relationship)

Uska Dara by Eartha Kitt (That Bad Eartha)

Vogue by Madonna (I’m Going to Tell You a Secret)

What Is This Thing Called Love? by Janet Seidel (Delovely)

X – I don’t have any songs beginning with “X”

You Only Tell Me You Love Me When You’re Drunk by Pet Shop Boys (Nightlife)

Zombie by The Cranberries (No Need to Argue)

 

What about you?  What are you iPod ABCs?

 

Chiang Mai Part 1

One thing I’ve discovered the past few days is that if I stay away from my computer (or at least non-work related things on my computer) I get so much more done.  It just can really suck you in.  Gosh, what a discovery!

Our trip up to Chiang Mai was nice.  It is low season here in Thailand and things were deserted up north.  One evening we went to the famed Night Market and it was so empty, I had wondered whether there were any other tourists in town!

Chiang Mai is a popular city, and I enjoy many of the things it has to offer.  But part of me hasn’t ever really liked it, ever since my first visit in 2000.  The core of the city – the Old City – looks and feels a lot like Khao San Road, the backpacker paradise in Khrungthep.  As Tawn points out, that’s a lot better than Pattaya, the whole of which feels like Patpong, the sex bar district in Khrungthep.

We arrived mid-afternoon on Friday and within minutes of stepping out of the airport terminal the afternoon thunderstorm, an event to be repeated daily throughout the weekend, had started its downpour.  The staff of the resort, Yaang Come Village, used a large umbrella – the sort you see in the middle of your outdoor dining table – to ferry us from the taxi to the front steps and then from the lobby after check-in to our room.

The resort is gorgeous just as in the pictures I posted in the previous entry.  It isn’t very large so the staff quickly gets to know you and your preferences.  They are friendly to a degree that is just hard to describe and well-trained.  I’d recommend it for anyone visiting Chiang Mai who wants to stay in a resort.

I will add that I’m not sure I’m really the resort type of person, as I rarely spend a lot of time sitting around the pool or strolling in the gardens.  But this was a beautiful resort.

Friday afternoon after the rains, we headed to Nimmanahaeminda Road Soi 1, an artsy district near Chiang Mai University.  Tawn had read about this soi in Elle Thailand and it seems like an up-and-coming corner of the city.  Apparently, many artists and designers from Khrungthep have relocated to Chiang Mai.

Many of the old houses have been converted into shops.  Some are boutiques and others are galleries and all of them are very cute.  Here are some pictures:

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Above: A cute hair salon.  Below: The front car park and entry way of a shop.

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Above: The extravagant entry to Suriyan Chandra, one of several combination art-furniture-music “lifestyle” stores.  There is a new store called Avatar by the same owner, located a few blocks away.  Avatar is in the midst of a six-month “pre-opening” even though it looked fully open.  Eventually, he’ll have a cafe there, too.  Sadly, it was too dark by the time we arrived so I didn’t get good pictures.  Below: Tawn inside the Suriyan Chandra garden on the other side of the wall above.

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We walked through this neighborhood, a series of small sois that have a number of interesting shops.  Along the way I encountered this tree, below.  Any guesses as to what it is?

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If you guessed “papaya”, you’d be correct.  For all my time in Thailand, I hadn’t seen a papaya tree.  Maybe I can get one for the balcony!

In the late afternoon the last of the stormy skies had cleared and even Doi Suthep (Suthep Mountain) which stands sentry over the city’s northwest, was unshrouded as the clouds dissipated after the storms.

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For dinner, Tawn suggested another Elle recommendation.  The House is a self-styled “restaurant & wine and tapas bar” with a little Thai cafe on the side.  It resides in a renovated colonial home, is very cute, and has attentive if somewhat unpolished service.

It is an attractive place, one of many European restaurants in a city that caters to a large population of expat retirees.  It is my observation that Chiang Mai probably has a better quality of European restaurants than Khrungthep.  What I’ve tried so far has been pretty good.

The food was generally nice but the preparation lacked nuance.  One item in particular, a crab bisque, was a disaster.  When it was served to Tawn, the wide bowl had a brown broth strewn with small bits of crab meat.  There was no cream in sight, which by the very definition of the name is required in order to make the soup a bisque

Tawn tried the broth.  Very bland, as if water had been used to make it instead of stock.

A minute or two later, the waiter arrived with a small bowl of a thick cream and a spoon.  He explained that this was a “do it yourself” bisque where you added the cream.

That was a terrible idea.  The soup was not piping hot and when Tawn added the cream, it curdled, forming small, unappetizing lumps in the broth.  We each tried a spoonful and agreed that the bisque was now even more of a mess than it had been before.

Tawn called the waiter over and explained that its was not edible and ordered something else for an appetizer.  The waiter seemed a little befuddled as to what to say, but eventually did admit to us – rather candidly! – that several other people had said the same thing about the bisque.

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The remainder of the meal was better.  I had a beef carpaccio that was pretty tasty.  Our main courses, a pan-seared sea bass fillet on white bean puree with fresh veggies for me (below) and potato croquettes with avocado salsa and vegetables for Tawn (above), were enjoyable although I definitely wound up with the better selection of food.

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We did enjoy a really good wine find: a 2004 Madfish Cabernet Sauvignon Rose from Western Australia.  It was very fruity but also very dry and crisp.  I’ll be poking around the wine shops here in Khrungthep to see if I can find a half-case.

Finally, for dessert we shared a stalk – that’s it, just one stalk – of rhubarb poached in grenadine syrup, served with raspberry whipped cream and a scoop of rum raisin ice cream.  It was an interesting concept but the syrup was simply so sweet that it overwhelmed the natural tartness of the rhubarb.  Still, it was a light end to the dinner.

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From there we headed to the night market and walked around for a little while.  As I mentioned earlier, the place was deserted.  After an hour we decided to return to the hotel, exhausted from our first afternoon in town.

I’ll leave you with a short video clip shot in the back of a Tuk Tuk as meter taxis are rare in Chiang Mai.

 

More soon…

Return from the North

In case you’re wondering, Tawn and I did return from Chiang Mai.  It has been a busy start to the week, so I haven’t taken the opportunity yet to update on all the things we did up north.  I’ll get to that in the next day or so.  Thanks for your patience.

 

A Computerless Weekend in Chiang Mai

Tawn and I are getting away today to Chiang Mai, Thailand’s “Second City” and the largest city in the northern, mountainous part of the Kingdom.

We’re staying at the Yaang Come Village, a resort that is one of the highest-rated on Trip Advisor.  Hopefully, all those people are right.  Here are some pictures:

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Looks nice, eh?  Well, the biggest “escape” in this whole trip is that I’m leaving my laptop behind.  I spend way too much time staring at the screen both for work (really!) as well as blogging.  That’s it, a weekend of resting my eyes.

Talk to you Monday!