To the bus depot.
After some miscommunication, Molly and I missed our transport to the bus station on the day we headed to Sukhothai, the site of even more ruins. Our appearance 15 minutes late at the front desk sent our proprietress in a panic… dialing on her cell phone and disappearing on her bike. Eventually she was able to find a taxi to take us to the bus station. What a thrill to be whizzing down the streets in the early morning in a little truck-like contraption. We needn’t have rushed. The bus was late enabling us to not only eat breakfast but play a rousing hand of Uno.
6 hours later we arrived in Sukhothai, 450km north of Bangkok. Sukhothai is considered to be the first Thai kingdom gaining its independence in 1238. Since 1991 it has been recognized with the well deserved title of World Heritage Site.
After picking a guesthouse we headed to the historical park just outside the city. We grabbed a map, rented bicycles, and began the exploration.
Exploring ruins on bike at golden hour with one of your very favorite friends… this is why we travel.
xo,
jill
Renting bikes is the very best!
These pictures are AMAZING.
i think this was one of my very favorite days! wish we could go back for the afternoon.
Amazing! Beautiful pictures. BTW, is the frog real? So cute!
That looks incredible. What a joy it must be to be traveling the world!