After Lampang I took a bus to Nan and a few days later backtracked to Phrae. Both towns are similar in their almost total absence of foreigners. The Thai I'd been learning was put the test in these towns. I'd often stare at a menu on the wall for ten minutes before ordering, slowly translating the Thai script. Here's an excerpt from an email I sent home later:
While I was in Phrae I bought some of the cotton farmers clothing called Maw Hawm. |