I'd hoped this might develop into an interesting discussion of Chiang Mai, or even Thailand in general. Perhaps the "Driving" in thread title was a poor choice.
But even though I love Chiang Mai in several ways, Driving is interesting to talk about!
Many foreigners (tourists and long-term stayers) live in or near the charming Old City of Chiang Mai. Today I walked a lane I've never walked before: filled with dozens of very small shops: restaurants, cannabis, hair and nail, tattooes, massage, coffee, etc. Much of the lane is brick-paved: I should have taken a photo. Take it on foot, bicycle or motorcycle though you'll want to avoid outdoors when it's raining, smoke-polluted or very hot. Cars are allowed on the lane. It's two-way, though cooperation is needed if oppositely-headed cars pass each other. One tourist spent ten very happy days in the Old City and then en route to Airport, was surprised to learn that there was much more to this city than just the square-mile inside Moon Muang Road!
Plenty of such lanes in the Old City, or elsewhere in Chiang Mai. Older and/or more affluent foreigners frequent the Nimman area to the west of Old City.
I do take some photos on my phone, but not worth the bother of transferring to laptop. A sign outside a largish hotel said "Vocancy since 1957."
Thailand has developed significantly over the past decades. As just one example, rural towns once featured crackpot doctors and uncredentialed pill shops. Now pharmacies and many other businesses are regulated intensively. But because of this development, some of Thailand's uniquenesses abate. The following driving anecdotes are from 25 years ago.
Oversimplifying a bit, there are three types of driver:
(1) Bangkok driver. These guys and gals travel at high-speed on BKK's elevated (toll) expressway. When their lane is disappearing (without warning!) instead of slowing to merge, they race to get ahead of the driver blocking their required lane change. Because of the toll, taxis always ask permission to use the expressway. I size up the driver and usually say No. I think many of these drivers learned to drive with Grand Theft Auto or such.
I observed much driving in rural Thailand, or on the Asia Highway1 and could guess who had Bangkok plates: They traveled much faster than rural drivers.
True story:
Once, northbound on the Asia Highway I was in the passing lane going 75 mph alongside a truck going 65 mph. (Even the truck was technically over the speed limit, but speeds were monitored only at very few well-known stations.) Glancing in the rear-view mirror I saw two small sedans coming up fast. I like to be a cooperative driver, so hesitated for a second. Should I speed up and pull in front of the truck? Or slow, and get in behind him?
It was already too late. I think the two cars must have been doing 150 mph2 or thereabouts! They were past me in almost the blink of an eye, and soon gone in the distance ahead. There are only two northbound lanes at that point in the Highway, but were momentarily four abreast! One speeding car passed in the left gravel shoulder on the left; the other in the narrow dirt shoulder on the right. These were simply too fast to get a look at the driver but on another occasion I glimpsed a driver doing 125 mph or so. She was young and pretty, wearing a business suit.
The saving grace in Bangkok is that traffic jams keep traffic slow, as long as you avoid the Expressway. These repressed drivers, already perturbed by Bangkok life, "put the pedal to the metal" on the low-traffic rural roads.
Notes:
1. The Asia Highway is a planned route from Singapore to Beijing. In Thailand it refers to the leg from Bangkok to Chiang Mai/Chiang Rai.
2. We use kph of course, but I have divided speed estimates by 1.609344 for Anglophonic metrico phobes.
(2) Rural drivers. Some drove down the middle of a two-lane road, as "that's the safest place." Another True Story:
My crummy used car needed repairs and it was my responsibility to buy the replacement parts. This required a visit to the big city more than a hour away. A neighbor agreed to be paid to drive me in his pickup, but when we got to the big city he insisted that I look for a parts store only along the Highway. He refused to enter the city as he couldn't cope with traffic lights.
(3) Chiang Mai drivers. Hats off! to Chiang Mai drivers who must contend with motorcycles, narrow lanes, labyrinthine routing, difficult turns and so on.
All for now.