Ruins in Ayuthya

So I was in Kanchanaburi, seeing the River Kwai and hanging out with tigers and such, and I just got tired of that town. After five in the evening, there was nothing to do but roam the streets and pass by loud bars blaring muzak and watch rich fat white men sit in a table with two or three Thai "lady-friends" who'd always give a chorus of "hal-uoh" and "well-come." So friendly! I guess I needed some Bangkok decompression, too, because I found myself sleeping a lot, which wasted a lot of daylight, but I also didn't feel like dishing out for the overpriced trips to waterfalls or other parts of the Death Railway, so I ended up doing a whole lot of not too much.

So I left. On a whim. Just woke up, hopped on a bus, and plopped myself down on a seat and rode. I knew I was heading generally north, then generally west, and when we came to the end of the line, I saw a bus for Ayuthya, which I knew was a city with some interesting ruins, and used to be a Thai capital, so I figured, what the hell?

So here I am. Ayuthya. I spent the day on a rented bike, driving around the city and seeing a whole lot of impressive (but not quite Cambodia-impressive) old Thai ruins. It was a great day of sun and biking and temple-spelunking.







And then I got an elephant kiss. I hope you can hear it.



More photos - temples and elephants - here.