Sukhothai...

Sukhothai is awesome. First of all, flying in was tramatic. We were on a tiny little prop-plane that looked like it had been made in 1983 (which I don't think was a good year for plane-making, could be wrong). We get in, me very reluctantly, and I sit in my seat and it slides back a little. My seat was a little broken. Which makes me wonder what else is broken on the plane. But, I made it through, thanks to Captain America comic books and an alarmingly good ability to ignore the eminant death heading toward me.
Once we landed, however. Well, that was awesome. The airport is this tiny little open-air area with beautiful fountains and plants. The area the actual building tood up was bigger than my apartment, but not by as much as you'd think.
And the city itself is really what I wanted it to be. Bangkok and Ayuthaya are big and brown and dirty and chaotic. Sukhothai is green and growing. It still has a city edge to it, but it's dulled. And the ruins here (Sukhothai was the Thai capital before Ayuthaya) are so awesome. I think some of the pictures we took are going to turn out nicely.
Oh, and the place we stayed is heaven. It's called Ruean Thai, and it has a website if you want to check it out. But the people are awesome. They loaned us bikes to get to a restaraunt (some place called "Poo" that Dinah absolutely insisted on). They helped us figure out the bus schedule (we're on a bus to Chang Mai today). They're just super great.
Anyway. These two days have been great.