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| Canadians Kayla & Tyler |
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| Giovanni and Stefanny |
Our Brazilian buddies are digital nomads—Stefanny teaches Chinese (!) online, and Gio is a
graphic designer. The bad news is that they have to work Brazilian time, which means 3:30 PM
till late night, but they do have days off, and we hassled them to get up and meet us for lunch
and a visit to a Wat one day. We got so involved in our conversations that they nearly missed
getting home in time for work! Despite the age difference, we found we had a great deal in
common, and we hope to meet up with them in Hanoi in a few weeks.
We had all heard about the Ram Bar, a “straight-friendly gay bar,” as they advertise. Our digital
nomad friend Sonya had made us promise to go there, and it was well worth it! Gio had to
work, but Stefanny was game! We met at the main night market, then walked to the Ram Bar.
Evidently, my darling husband is a big tipper, so we got tons of attention from the ladyboys,
even winding up onstage for the curtain call! If you come to Chiang Mai, this is not to be
missed. “Madonna” and I got up close and personal!
When the show was over, the hostess said, “Stay! There’s a second show!” But Ted grabbed us
—“I’m outta tip money, we gotta go!” We put Stefanny on a Grab (Asia’s Lyft or Uber) motor
scooter and caught our own ride back to our hotel.
One of the best parts of Chiang Mai was the Women’s Massage Center. There are several
branches throughout the city, and they are very popular. The masseuses are all ex-prisoners.
The story is that women who got out of prison couldn’t get work, so Thierry Gallo got the idea to
train them as massage therapists, then open their own centers, giving them the work they
needed to get started again. My Thai massage cost about $12 American (including
aromatherapy) plus a tip. My therapist was outstanding, and I much preferred giving my money
to these women rather than the ubiquitous shops on every street.
We spent one week at the iWauLai Hotel, which almost became home. I don’t know why we
never got any photos, but Max and his warm crew chatted with us every day, offering
suggestions, listening to our adventures, and wishing us safe travels and hopes to come back.
(“In April! There’s a big festival then!”) One woman even came over on her day off to say
goodbye. They were wonderful.
It all was.
But Singapore calls….





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