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Yakushima Island Part I

I've always hated anime. I never really gave it much of a chance as it combined two things that I didn't care for: cartoons and words I couldn't understand.

One night I was at my friend Charlie's house, hanging out in the living room. Someone in his family put on Hayao Miyazaki's anime mastepiece, "Spirited Away".

At first I ignored the movie, giving it just a small fraction of my attention. By the time it was over I was totally enthralled. The story was fantastic, the characters were great, but most of all the movie was beautifully drawn.

Sisters and Signs

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As promised above is a picture of my slightly wounded face from my attack in Chiang Mai, that's Olivia for looking concerned on the left and following that for a night of whisky and fun times helping me forget about the whole thing (as long as I ignored the stares and mirrors that is).

However the next morning I woke with a strong gut instinct to get out of Chiang Mai, I'm not sure whether it was the fact I knew Olivia was going home, which I of course was devastated about or the fact I knew my friends were in Vietnam and had received a couple of messages telling me I would love it.

Filled with a sense of urgency and a couple of hours later at the downstairs internet cafe I had not only secured a Vietnam visa for that day but booked flights via Bangkok (god I despise that airport now) to arrive at 9pm that evening. Undettered by the dent it put in my budget I just knew this was the right move and once Olivia woke up we decided to spend our last few hours together at the Doi Suthep, a Therevada Buddhist temple just outside Chiang Mai.

The temple is one of Northern Thailand's most famous landmarks, and after a 40 minute journey to the temple base there were exactly 309 steps to climb before reaching the Pagodas. There was also an available tram, however even with my poorly knee I wanted to climb up to truly appreciate the temple.

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