After seeing so many friends visit the ancient capitals of Thailand (Sukhothai, Ayutthaya and Lopburi), we had to make the trip for ourselves. Sadly, the roads getting there were almost more eventful than Sukhothai itself, dangerous drivers on even more dangerous roads and a whole host of backwoods paths that had us guessing at directions even with a GPS.

We arrived at Sukhothai Treasure Resort and took a welcome respite after the four hour trek-drive to the Unesco World Heritage site. The view from our hotel's yard was beautiful, the setting sun creating what was probably the most beautiful view we saw during this escapade.

Just before we lost the sun completely and the clouds started to gather, we headed to Sukhothai's Historical Park, where we walked and saw the ruins amidst manicured lawns and ponds full of lily pads.

Though thankful that we had the opportunity to see such a historic place, the eerie feeling of the site and the overcast skies left us disappointed and feeling a bit weary. The intricate work put into the centuries old temples was immaculate, impressive by anyone's standards. Knowing what we do, that God reigns supreme and that one day the whole world will see and honor him as Lord, it was hard to walk through the temples without feeling drained and burdened for the lost of Thailand. "To be Thai is to be Buddhist" isn't a popular saying without cause. The contrast of Katie's bright colors against the darkness of this place is probably the most intriguing thing about this evening.

When we finally ran out of light, we grabbed a quick dinner and called it a night (a night with lots of reading and movies and such). The next day we didn't hesitate to head home, choosing a more direct highway route and stopping along the way to admire views we happened upon and to buy a few pieces of cheap local pottery.