Super-callus, flagellation, expat ambulation.

Greetings.

So they say "Create a catchy title" and as my usual "Wednesday walk" probably would not inspire anyone other than the most dedicated followers I have taken a leap into the dark side of my mind. 😊

Wednesday, and there was a task to be undertaken, I needed to know when I could get my stamp once the authorities had considered if I was fit to stay in their lovely country.

It seemed cooler this day, maybe the weathermen are right, it is now winter in Chiang Mai.

It made for pleasurable walking.

I started the walk going away from the city, why? Sticky rice thats why;

On the way I passed an new eatery, they make an effort I must say, look how they have decorated the post;

I dropped the rice orf and set out down toward the airport mall where I had arranged to meet my friend Paul for the rather tasty Sizzler salad bar lunch. Here is the Relive (did you think I had forgotten 😂);

Paul and I had separate bits and bobs to do so post lunch we split, I went to immigration for some info on my consideration and Paul to the bicycle shop.

We met in need of liquid at the travelers arms;

We said goodbye and I went to my favourite hairdresser, Good Barber;

Via the moat;

I decided to take a look in the night bazaar, yes it was early but even allowing for that, it seems like it is but a shell of its former glory times;

As a complete contrast, the Kalae market seems to have hit upon a winning formula to take advantage of the(still) limited market post Covid with a successful food court, music and shops;