Shocking as it may be, for whatever reason, neither Charlotte or I had ever been to Old Ayutthaya, the former capital of Thailand. So, in order to remedy this, we took a northbound train this morning and arrived in Ayutthaya about midday, after two hours.

The ride itself was smooth, but the two blabbering old German dudes in front of us, along with the locomotive’s pounding diesel engines made it hard to do anything but hope the train was going to be on time. It was.

On our way to one of Ayutthaya’s many temple ruins, we met this chef who generously let me capture her wonderful, big smile.