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Because it was getting dark at that time, I rushed to eat, and I didn't have any defense against the kind Chiang Mai people, so I took a little and left. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info turned out to meet a black-hearted vendor, and the fruit sold to Yunluo and An Chuyu was very fresh, and most of them were thrown away when they returned to the hotel at night. It's already past 9 o'clock when I go back to the hotel after eating, so I go to 7-Eleven to buy some snacks to replenish it.

Then I went back to my room with a large bag of fruit. The large terrace outside the room seems to belong to the private space of Yunluo and An Chuyu, there is a large wooden table and a few chairs, Yunluo and An Chuyu move the tables and chairs to the most riverside location, organize the photos of the day, eat fruits, drink coconut water, and blow a cool breeze, there is really nothing more comfortable than this.

Of course, in fact, this has already laid a landmine for Mr. Fat's disaster tomorrow. I don't know if it was because the fruit was not fresh enough or because he drank beer and ate durian, Mr. Fat had acute gastroenteritis and fever the next day and lay down for most of the day.

It was the darkest day in Thailand because Mr. Fat was sick. Completely ill. Starting from 3 am in the morning, he got up every 1 hour to vomit and diarrhea, and until about 8 am in the morning, thinking that Mr. Fat had almost drained all the bad things in his stomach and let him eat berberine brought from China.

At this time, the fat gentleman was extremely weak, curled up with a chubby body lying down, without any strength at all. When I touched my body, it burned hot. After measuring the heart rate, it is about 100 beats per minute, which means that Mr. Fat has a high fever of 39C. (In popular science, for every 1C increase in body temperature in the average adult, the heartbeat increases by about 15 times per minute.)

Mr. Fat's heart rate is usually around 70 beats per minute) Mr. Fat said in a daze. I can't take pictures of Little Piggy today, and I can't laugh and cry when I hear it. And Yunluo is already prepared for the worst plan not to go to PAI tomorrow. After all, normal people in the eighteen bends of the mountain road may not be able to survive, so what can this seriously ill cat do.

Chiang Mai's medical conditions are much better than those of PAI, so what can be done in PAI if there is a real problem. All kinds of problems made Yunluo panic, after all, the big fat man in front of him, which was close to 0.1 tons, Yunluo could not lift it, move it, and not support it. It's scary to think about. Turned off the air conditioner and opened the windows. The fat gentleman lay quietly, not uncomfortable or vomiting. But it burned softly.

Let Mr. Fat drink a few sips of white water first, proving that he will no longer vomit and no longer pull. Applying him an ice towel, Yunluo ran to the rimping supermarket opposite the hotel to buy him juice and replenish water and electrolytes. If Mr. Fat wakes up, send a message or call to Yunluo to make sure he hasn't been burned out.

Rimping fruits and juices are enough fresh enough to purchase all kinds of juices and fruits back to the hotel. Afraid that Mr. Fat has a fragile stomach at the moment, and the concentration of juice is too high for fear of stimulating the gastrointestinal wall, he mixed various juices with water for Mr. Fat to drink. I was worried about Mr. Fat's dehydration and electrolyte imbalance, so I woke up Mr. Fat every 0.5-1h to drink water.

At intervals, Yunluo went to the opposite supermarket to make some ferocious purchases, and ate breakfast downstairs. For breakfast, you can enjoy chicken soup and rice, honey beans and coconut milk sago, taro balls and taro coconut milk soup, and a cup of tea or coffee. The breakfast for one person is actually this amount, which really poured Yunluo thunder, and Yunluo has been emphasizing to the cook that Yunluo will be alone today.

Yunluo couldn't eat so much, she said it didn't matter, it didn't matter. There is so much sin left. Gray went upstairs to continue to take care of Mr. Fat. The fat gentleman has burned so much that he can't even eat his favorite chicken soup and rice, how uncomfortable it must be. (The following are all slag pictures of LZ mobile phones, don't dislike it) at noon. After settling down Mr. Fat.

Yunluo walked out for a walk alone, and when he encountered a classic car on the side of the road, he couldn't help but want to take pictures. Unconsciously walked to the legendary Meiping Hotel, which is where Teresa Teng left. 1502, Yunluo and Ann remember you when they first met. In fact, I have never done the strategy of Meiping Hotel before, I only know her Chinese name and relationship with Teresa Teng.

I happened to walk by, and I felt that the transliteration of this hotel was very similar to the pronunciation of the legendary Meiping. I opened the map on my phone and compared it, and it was really here. Imperial My Ping Hotel (L) in Chiang Mai. It really doesn't matter where you go, because the little shops on the street often surprise you with a huge surprise.

Walking all the way, there are handmade leather goods shops, craftsmen and craftsmen are quiet, knocking and beating, and making leather goods in their hands; The owner of the silverware store was considerate, and when he saw that there was no fan at the counter of Yunluo Station, he lifted the fan and put it on the opposite container to blow at Yunluo; The owner of the clothing store took the initiative to tell Yunluo that there is a Saturday night market today, and he must go shopping.

And then how exactly to get past blablabla. Everyone is so kind and gentle that Yunluo doesn't know what to say to thank, and there is no need to speak, that kindness can be perceived. Yunluo bought a pair of culottes and a pair of shoes (550b in total) from the clothing store mentioned above, and I liked it very much.

Before I knew it, I walked to the elementary school that I passed by with Mr. Fat yesterday, and today Saturday, the school gate was open, and Yunluo slipped in alone. This sea of flowers fascinates Yunluo too much. When Mr. Fat woke up, he found that Yunluo was not there, and the loneliness in his illness was especially great, so he called Yunluo and asked Yunluo to go back to accompany him.

Without saying a word, I went out to find a tuktuk car, and the price was 200b, and it was 100b, and the deal was sold. When he arrived at the room, Mr. Fat fell asleep in a daze again, he said that he was better and wanted to go out for a walk, and then a patient with a high fever of 39 took Yunluo to ride a motorcycle all the way to Ningman Road.

The first thing I saw was Iberyy's sign, and I followed the arrow. The iconic large sculpture of the glasses man is still quite shocking when I see it with my own eyes. Mr. iberryiberry had a high fever that did not go away, kept a pulse of 100, drank a drink, and was groggy. Usually I can't capture the fat man who is active and not easy to pose, but today it is much easier.

Well-behaved like a kitten, oh no, it's a fat cat. Considering that Mr. Fat had a fever, he didn't order the most distinctive ice cream, and only ordered two cups of shake and a piece of cake (145b in total). The price is really cheap. It's about the same price as a roadside shop in Huaguo, but the environment is much better. The taste is decent. Always Thai sweet.

Because iberry is popular in the guide, there are many Chinese tourists here. Of course, there are also local college students in Chiang Mai, many local couples holding hands, female students in white clothes and blue skirts, really beautiful. Although it was almost full, it didn't feel too noisy. The iberry has both indoor and outdoor seats, and the overall space is large (much larger than the ango).

Because there are large lawns and flowers. So although there are many customers, it is still small and fresh. The skin color of the sick fat man and the red prawns continued to cool down, and the two-pronged decline was fast. I'm afraid that Mr. Fat will be burned unconscious. There is also a souvenir shop in iBerry that features their little ones. It's very cute.

I took a fancy to a cloth bag at their house. But I felt that there was a lot of luggage around me, and there was no place to put it, so I couldn't bear the pain and didn't buy it. Later, when I saw someone else carrying it at the airport, it was too late to itch. So you need to do it when it's time to do it! Chiang Mai does not sell regret medicine. iberryiberry comes here to visit the little flowers that come out of iberry.

It feels like a starry sky. There are many shops in front of the store, and I originally thought it was a tropical plant. Later, I found out that my friend's house planted it, and she had a nice name - "Garden Bride". Huaguo can also plant, the kind that shines brightly if you give a little sunshine. I found the legendary ango, the store is very small, there are not many seats, and it is not as popular as the legend.

The fat gentleman was groggy and had no appetite to eat any more. Take a look and swallow your saliva and leave silently. There must be a vespa in the land of literature and art. There is also a well-established Vespa store. The locomotive inside is really mouth-watering. Of course. Even the cars on the side of the road have already made Yunluo and An Chuyu excited.

Mr. Fat has been talking today: I didn't take a good photo of the pig today, and Ann's first encounter is dragging his feet today. Mr. Fat, who hadn't eaten for a day, couldn't hold the camera steadily, and he scanned a few photos hastily and almost went home (in fact, Mr. Fat's invincible rabbit Yunluo has been unstable.) It is especially heavy after adding the vertical racket handle) Yunluo and An Chu suffered from a disease.

Called to see the triangle plum can't walk sick. The camera is different, the technology is different, why is the photo so much different (the first picture below is taken by the handicapped party) At noon, the clouds fell in the old city and bought these pants and shoes. The pants are cool and the shoes are comfortable, and they are simply the king of value for money. I wore flip-flops and sandals for a week, and it was nice to have a rare pair of shoes that covered the instep.

There are a few creative shops at random, and the prices are high and there are many people. The most important thing is that Mr. Fat has a high fever and has no intention of shopping. If you give Yunluo a person 2 days. Yunluo is estimated to be able to go through it one by one. Who called Yunluo so much to love these haves and haves. It is estimated that the plants here can flourish by watering every day, otherwise how would they grow like this?

Could it be that you eat braised pork every day?! Although there are many creative shops here, I don't want to go shopping today. Seeing that Mr. Fat had a high fever and had no intention of retreating, he could only go to a roadside pharmacy to buy fever-reducing medicine. The density of pharmacies in Chiang Mai is very high, and you can find them on any street corner. The pharmacy attendants are also not good at English.

The day before, Yunluo and An Chuyu also went to the pharmacy to buy motion sickness medicine and ointment for mouth ulcers (Yunluo has been suffering from mouth ulcers as soon as he arrived in Thailand, and he couldn't bear to dispense medicine yesterday). The pharmacy staff will carefully tell you the usage and dosage, and even going to the pharmacy is a pleasure to meet a good clerk. From Nimman Road back to the hotel, you can walk through the city center.

Passing by yesterday Lila Horse Killing Chicken near Herbbasics. After the great coachman Fat Mr. entered the store, he sat in a daze and waited for Yunluo to fall, and Yunluo carried a bamboo basket and inevitably bought a bunch of things, planning to return to China to give them away. HB is based on natural additives, and the pricing is also very affordable, from creams to shower gels, from incense to essential oils.

Basically covers all the daily bottles and cans. Seeing Mr. Fat's listless appearance, Yunluo hurriedly collected a few baskets. I don't know if it's because it's a weekend, hb5pm closes, and I can't go in and out before leaving. The price of HB products is relatively low, if you want to buy something that is more expensive and light and easy to carry, the first choice is essential oils.

Because essential oils do not need to be consigned, they are small in size, light in weight, and have a wide range of choices. Other bottles and cans can cause a lot of trouble for your luggage. There is also an HB for domestic departures from Chiang Mai Airport, so if you have enough time, you can go to the airport and buy it. After returning to the hotel, I asked Mr. Fat to take fever-reducing medicine.

I asked the hotel to help make a chicken soup and rice (the hotel chef walked away.) So the manager personally cooked to help Yunluo * soup and rice, but he only received Yunluo 40b, which was really moving). She has also been concerned about asking Yunluo if she needs medicine. Be as caring as your own family. Mr. Fat still has a high fever, probably hungry, and actually drank most of the bowl of chicken soup.

Said that Yunluo went to the nearby nightbazaar to take a walk, the market was too far away on Saturday, and Yunluo would not go, in case Mr. Fat woke up and something happened, a phone call Yunluo could come back immediately. Putting on an ice towel, Yunluo went out for a walk alone. Nightbazaar is not small, and it took more than an hour to walk. Just a small part of shopping.

Suddenly, Mr. Fat called Yunluo, and it sounded completely different from the daytime. That loud and bright, looking like he was resurrected with full blood. Mr. Fat said excitedly on the phone: I'll go to PAI tomorrow, finally today's Saturday night market, Yunluo will take you there! Yunluo is now riding a motorcycle out to pick you up. See you at the Starbucks sign next to Nightbazaar!

Yunluo was ecstatic for a while, worried for a while, afraid that he had temporarily lost his fever because he had sweated after taking antipyretics, and the fever would come back after the effect of the medicine had passed. The irresponsible Yunluo allowed Mr. Fat to go out like this, and then ran all the way to Xingbaba signboard, jumped on the locomotive, hugged the fat man and left! The Saturday night market is too famous.

Any Chiang Mai person will give you the address on the map, so it is not particularly marked here, and the approximate location is near the South Gate of the ancient city, which is also near the Chiang Mai Gate. As soon as you get around, with the crowded flow of people. You'll be able to find it, trust the clouds. Saturday Night Market (Saturday Walking Street) These cups are of your choice.

Will help you make a shake, 20b a cup. Yunluo is afraid that Mr. Fat will not drink too cold. I asked for juice, 40-45b a glass, superb. What kind of fruit do she want, she cuts it now, and it's so fresh that it can't be done.

When I was sorting out the photos two days ago, Mr. Fat was still sighing, this hat is really beautiful. I regret that I didn't buy you a strawberry hat This strawberry hat is too cute, although it was too cute. But I still want to poke on the hat. Is it sold in Huaguo? This winter, I went to the whole LZ and the current bedside lamp is this bamboo leaf lamp, which Nightbazaar bought, and the price is indeed slightly more expensive than the Saturday market.

But you can bargain, so it's okay, nightbazaar is not as inflated as the guide says, and the price is generally not too dark. The skewers sold by this beauty are delicious, I can't tell what they are called, they are rectangular flat white meat skewers made of chicken, poured with sauce oishiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

Yunluo and An Chuyu ate noodles twice at different noodle stalls in the Saturday market, and the taste was amazing, Yunluo and An Chuyu love to eat Chiang Mai's noodle soup, which is so fresh that your eyebrows will fall! Northern Thai sausages are the specialty here. The fat man was sick and didn't dare to let him eat more, so Yunluo reluctantly helped him, who called Yunluo so considerate.

The Saturday market is a long road, so consider walking one side to the end and then walking the other side of the road. Yunluo and An Chuyu accidentally walked to the spot where the vendors were closing, hurriedly walked out of the crowded night market, bought a bag of fried chicken across the road, and ate a bowl of noodles. Mr. Fat carefully guarded his weak appetite and ate a bite of fried chicken to satisfy his hunger.

That bowl of noodles is his big love. Although the amount of everything in Thailand is not large, Yunluo and An Chuyu generally eat noodles for two people only order one bowl, one is because Mr. Fat is not in good health today, and the other is that the stomach is in a state of overload for a long time, and eating noodles is just to taste all kinds of Thai flavors.

It is suitable for the taste of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai. (Yunluo and An met a lot of inland and northern tourists along the way, and they all said that Thai food was too sweet to eat) went back to the hotel and Mr. Fat took a shower and went straight to the hotel, because the body temperature did not go up again, and the gastrointestinal symptoms disappeared, so he did not give him any more medicine.

Yunluo washed and scrubbed the luggage that went to PAI the next day until 2am, because Yunluo knew that 3h on the minibus tomorrow would be enough for Yunluo to sleep. On the last night by the Ping River, the only wish is that Mr. Fat will be resurrected tomorrow with full blood and accompany Yunluo to turn 762 turns.

The sun rises as usual, and Mr. Fat finally comes back to life with full blood. When I woke up, I subconsciously touched Mr. Fat's forehead, the fever subsided, and his spirit was good, and he felt no different from a normal fat man. Yesterday's illness was like a dream. Today's arrangement is very easy, at 10:30am, the hotel guy will drive Yunluo and An Chuyu to the station to take the car.

Before that, take your time to enjoy breakfast, sit in the hotel garden, and try to remember all the wonderful things here and remember them in your heart. Asked for Thai breakfast as usual. But today's breakfast really shocked Yunluo and An for the first time. It's rice and stir-fry! A large pot of rice, a pot of scrambled eggs, a pot of fried zucchini with sliced meat, and a large pot of guava fruit after rice.

Each plate is bigger than Yunluo's face, and when the cook serves the food, Yunluo waved his hand and said that he couldn't eat so much, and the cook smiled and said it was okay. And then I ate it violently. Mr. Fat, who must eat rice at every meal, is actually quite happy to see rice, after all, rice is not the staple food for so many days, and a bowl of white rice suddenly makes him happy.

In the end, except for Yunluo, there was a lot of rice left, and everything else was completely wiped out. Especially that plate of guava, it couldn't be sweeter anymore. After eating (I really don't want to call this meal breakfast, it's better to eat it), the sun is not so strong, and it is perfect to walk around in the small garden and bask in the sun. Behind him is the restaurant, and in front of him is a small garden by the Ping River.

How happy it is to live here, behind this is the house where the store lives by itself, there are a lot of small plants in front of the door, and the intentional or unintentional collocation is very eye-catching. The swings in the yard are squeaky and squeaky, and it's also great to sit here in a daze for a day. At 10:30am, the guy departed on time to take Yunluo and An Chuyu to the station (taxi=150b+20b). (To be continued)