Chiang Mai is like another dimension to England in winter. It’s like another dimension to England in summer, too, for that matter. After about a week of thawing from a numbed hibernation, my senses and psyche slowly synched with my surrounds.
This time in Chiang Mai was not indulgence, I realised – it was necessity.
I’d come to improve my health by attending Fruit Winter, a free festival of daily meet-ups and activities with dozens of inspired and inspiring folks from around the world, held there for the past two Januaries.