I find it justifiable suitable that the final photo of my family would be one of overexposure due to the glaring rays of the noonday sun, because after all, they were truly the highlight of my entire film roll. I see you rolling your eyes and clucking in disapproval. But it's fine, that's justifiable too. Chiang Mai was breathtakingly beautiful, holding its own in a country already so slathered in colors, textures, and taste. Every single day was a sensory overload but in a wonderful way. I enjoyed losing myself in the racket of vendors yelling for you to get your baht over there ASAP, in the tom yam kung that mercilessly tore through your tastebuds like little sharp knives, and in the general aura of a land aware of its own appeal.