Train ride to Phitsanulok The rest of the trip was less eventful. I nodded and smiled politely at the woman and her children across from me and watched the miles and miles of rice fields go by. Occasionally there would be a hilltop or mountain with a large buddha on it. And it was interesting to see the towns we passed through. With each town I kept expecting to see some that I could consider quaint. But I saw none. All were towns of corrugated steel houses, mud, markets with food everywhere and dogs running around. One thing though, you don't ever see anyone just sitting around. everyone, young and old, is working, or cooking, or going somewhere with a purpose. And the food! Lord the food! Everywhere in Thailand it seems someone is cooking something. You're never ten steps from someone selling food. This country will certainly never go hungry. You are here...