Nakhon Sawan - Chaiyo - 125 kilometres
We flew along a flat route until the sun began to approach the
horizon. The roadside was dotted with various markets, and I was
particularly fond of the spirit houses. Some were relatively simple,
while others resembled elaborate dollhouses. These houses are
typically displayed on poles, much like birdhouses, in a prominent
spot in the garden. They serve as homes for spirits, allowing them to
live independently from the family while still being close enough to
offer protection.
One hundred twenty-five kilometres later, we set up camp at a petrol
station, but at that time, there was no lawn, only a cement slab
surrounded by scrap and truck trailers. Not all camping places are
equally scenic, but one must make do with what is available when the
sun begins to set. At least the station had a shop, toilets, and
drinking water. Oh, how I longed for a shower!
Chaiyo – Ayutthaya - 50 kilometres
What a surprising day! Not only did I encounter grilled rats, but I also
discovered the town of Ayutthaya. Even though Ernest was
uninterested in sightseeing, I decided to explore Ayutthaya, as I was
intrigued by its history. Once the capital of Siam, Ayutthaya was
destroyed by the Burmese in 1767 and is now a UNESCO World
Heritage site. Old ruins are scattered throughout the town. The more
I walked, the more ruins I found hidden around every corner and
behind every bush. I was amazed to discover a place I didn’t even
know existed. I was so captivated that I didn’t even bother with my
usual housekeeping tasks.