Monkey Business
I was up at the crack of dawn this morning ready for an early train ride. I got rid of dawn first though (boom boom!). I was very pleasantly surprised by the efficiency and comfort of the Thai railway service. Maybe I just got lucky? Maybe it was just because it was a mainline service? Eitherway, I sprawled out in lots of comfort in my reclining 2nd class seat, and chilled with a book.
I am now in a town called Lopburi. Due to my own stupidity, I ended up in a relatively expensive hotel (6 quid a night... HAHAHA!) because I failed to look at my map. If I had of looked at the map, I would have realised that the train station was a 100m walk to the town. Instead I was cajoled by a woman in a rickshaw and I ended up at this rather nice place.
I spent the rest of the day sightseeing. Lopburi is a strange strange place. For one, all the sights are ruins. Not so weird? They're all red-brick ruins. Giant thai style prangs, andc wats - all made out of red brick. It's not right I tells ye! It's also has the most confusing layout ever, which isn't aided by the Tourist Information Services map being totally TOTALLY WRONG. Buffoons. However, I asked a friendly looking motorcycle policeman where the TAT office was (the Tourist Authority of Thailand) and he motioned for me to jump on the back of his motorbike! He gave me a ride through town on the back of his motorbike! Fucking excellent! Imagine the miserable coppers back home doing something like that!
However, Lopburi is famous for something other than its schizophrenic architecture.
Tomorrow I head off for a place called Philok (well, Phitsanulok). Same bat-time, same bat-channel
Iz
