The other night we went to the Chiang Mai night bazaar for dinner and to walk around. We parked in designated parking at the appropriate time and then went off for the evening.
When we returned to the spot where we left the car, it was gone! There were no cars parked on the street and where the cars once sat there remained only parking cones. There was no information anywhere as to what was going on and where the cars had been taken. (Since the car was borrowed, we did not have the license or registration #. It would be hard to track the car down or explain it to the police.)
We asked a tuk-tuk driver (autorickshaw) what was going on. He told us that the King (of Thailand) was coming but he did not know where the cars were taken. We walked across the street and walked for a while before finding a policeman who did not speak English. Through gesturing which we managed to finally understand, he took Aaron on his motorcycle to where the car had been moved.
When we arrived several blocks away the cars which were parked near ours were not parked on this side street. The policeman made sure that I found my car and then left me. There was no ticket or any other information, the cars had simply been moved to another street. Apparently there is some way in which local people know when and where to park and also where to look when their car is not where they left it.
When we returned to the spot where we left the car, it was gone! There were no cars parked on the street and where the cars once sat there remained only parking cones. There was no information anywhere as to what was going on and where the cars had been taken. (Since the car was borrowed, we did not have the license or registration #. It would be hard to track the car down or explain it to the police.)
We asked a tuk-tuk driver (autorickshaw) what was going on. He told us that the King (of Thailand) was coming but he did not know where the cars were taken. We walked across the street and walked for a while before finding a policeman who did not speak English. Through gesturing which we managed to finally understand, he took Aaron on his motorcycle to where the car had been moved.
When we arrived several blocks away the cars which were parked near ours were not parked on this side street. The policeman made sure that I found my car and then left me. There was no ticket or any other information, the cars had simply been moved to another street. Apparently there is some way in which local people know when and where to park and also where to look when their car is not where they left it.
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