WanderPapa and I commemorated the 1989 fall of the Berlin Wall yesterday. The event, important of course to all living in Soviet controlled Europe/Asia, also has personal significance to us. Without the wall’s fall, there wouldn’t have been much chance that we would have met.
To celebrate, we motorcycled out of town into the foothills of whatever mountains these are around us to Ban Mae Kuae Sam The. The drive was really nice: beautiful mountains, fields, flowers and even a small town which did not feel very Asian. The whol
e scene was so pastoral it might have been in Europe. Perhaps a bit of exageration but it looked different than most places around here. No endless shop signage and red-plastic chair restaurants and stuff for sale everywhere.
We arrived at area that said “Hot Springs” and Mae Us A Cave — neither was any great shakes. There was a small pagoda-type thing (mini-wat) that may have been the cave. Unclear. In any event, we had a really great meal: salted fish, sticky rice, fried rice and beer. We relaxed, walked around and enjoyed the quiet: no kids, nowhere to be for a couple of hours.
The perfect place to celebrate communism’s demise. Here are some more pics:
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