Durian - the thorny truth

Just recently Stray, Lani and I met up with fellow blogger, Catherine, at Hugh and his lovely wife, Khun Pikun's, home. It was a real treat to meet each other in the flesh and in such hospitable surrounds...the evening went far too fast.

I can't remember if it was before or after I'd finished stuffing myself silly with delicious Northern Thai food, that the topic of durian fruit arose.



Durian fruit has sort of haunted me since we started travelling throughout Asia. Smelling it, before passing it, in the streets. Chuckling at the 'NO Durian allowed' signs on the back of hotel doors...it's always been on the 'must try that one day' list.

Re-retreating to Chiang Rai

It's been a while since we visited our friends just outside of Chiang Rai, so it was a nice change (again) from Chiang Mai's tourist scene. We did, however, have dinner in town at the restaurant right in the centre of the night bazaar, a couple of times. Nice meals, great company and some good and bad entertainment up on stage.