Phetchaburi was our last stop in southern Thailand before heading back to Bangkok to catch a flight. There wasn’t much going on there, although the night market food was exceptional. I actually gave myself a food hangover. One thing that stood out to me was the architecture, in fact all we really did was walk around soaking up the ambience of the place. Not that it’s glamorous or grandiose, but a quirky, colorful blend of structures from various eras wrapped up in a ball of power lines. A quintessential Thai town.
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