This blog is going all over the place, and if you are following my Instagram and Facebook, it’s even worse, isn’t it! We’re just criss-crossing all over South East Asia. Just pretend it’s one of those books where they go back and forth with memories and it make a little more sense. Or not!
Anyway, we heard about this place called the “House of Cats” and thought it sounded rad. Like, a whole house devoted to Siamese cats? I think I was imagining some Victorian building with cats lounging around while people came on in and played with them. Like an old-time bordelo from the wild west, with all the lace and none of the bordelo-ness, so maybe that’s not a good analogy.
The reality was NOTHING like I thought it would be: cages. The cats were in cages.
It made us sad and we left.
Our Tuk Tuk driver was a lovely lady and she took us to go and look at carp. That was cool, especially since she just turned off the road, parked and headed off down the dock, leaving us the choice to follow her or stay in the Tuk Tuk!
And she also took us to this temple that was something of a precursor to Angkor Wat. Temple in a tree. But without the hordes and bus-loads of tourists jostling with their selfie sticks!
Just a pretty low-key temple with a temple performance going on outside which we enjoyed. It seemed like an enactment of an ancient domestic fight and the lead actor STOPPED the performance to pose with a peace-out sign for me as I crouched forward with my camera…
Peace out, Thailand.
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