After basking in the generosity of Chiang Mai, we had one more day left on our bicycle rental, so Karen and I set out for the 700 Years Stadium. No, it hasn’t been there for 700 years, but it is a stadium, surrounded by a pool, tennis courts, velodrome and much more. The perfect place for the fitness-minded Thai… except for the choking haze rolling in from the hills where farmers are burning their crops.
There were some brave souls in the stadium, enjoying the equivalent of a family picnic, with three-legged races and the like.
What caught my eye, though, was the Playground That Time Forgot.
There it was, a playground full of old-fashioned equipment. By “old-fashioned,” I mean the kind of stuff we grew up playing on. The rusty metal slide, the unprotected pinch points, the copyright-infringing Disney characters- all there for the modern Thai child to enjoy. And enjoy it they did: while we were there a couple youngsters gleefully ran and slid and swung in the Chiang Mai haze.