We’ve been having a good time visiting various markets. This evening we attended Chiang Mai’s famous Saturday Walking Street. It is a market setup south of the Old City, where the streets are shut down so that people can wander. It goes on for at least a mile in each direction, with lots of little streets filled to the brim with food and merchandise. The Satuday Market is in an area of town known for it’s silver, leather and handicrafts, so we were especially happy to see this one. It did not disappoint!
We took Evey in the carrier, as the market starts around 5pm, so it’s cooler, and the streets get too busy for a stroller.
We started off with a cold drink. We spotted a vendor making smoothies from Durian fruit. Durian is a specialty in Thailand. It is an odd fruit with a hard exterior and colourful yellow interior. Many of our hotels ban Durian in the rooms because of the pungent smell that is released when it is opened. We’ve been told once you get over the smell, though, the fruit itself is quite flavourful. So, we decided to give it a try.
It was flavourful, but maybe not how we had imagined. While not horrible, there was a dirt and rotting taste before turning sweet. Neither Chris nor I could get over that taste, despite sipping on it for a little bit to give it a chance. We didn’t end up finishing the drink, and opted for beer with our dinner instead.
We found a little food court setup with seating.
After dinner, we continued shopping about and finally stumbled upon a Temple we had been meaning to visit: Wat Sisuphan. It has an Ordination hall entirely covered in silver, aluminum, and nickel embossed panels. It is a remarkable building, truly captivating under the evening lighting.
Every inch of the building is hand-etched by the monks.
Chris said the inside was just as captivating. Unfortunately for me, women are not permitted in certain special buildings at most temples.
Here’s a man embossing some aluminum:
As we made our way back to the entrance of the market, we found ourselves combating a wall of visitors. Quite literally hundreds of people visiting the market at the same time. We were happy to be moving out of this area. Evey relished in the oncoming traffic who waved as they passed. She regaled them with chatter and arm flapping. I actually had to hold her arms down so she wouldn’t get caught by passersby.
Overall a great evening, but they don’t lie in the tour books when they say ‘get there early’. The crowds are shocking!