At the confluence of the Li and Taohua Rivers, Elephant Trunk Hill stands as a silent guardian of Guilin, a natural sculpture shaped by time and legend. Said to be the petrified form of a celestial elephant struck down by the Heavenly Emperor, it blurs the boundary between myth and geology. For over a thousand years, poets and monks have carved their reverence into its stone, honouring its enduring spirit of wisdom and compassion.

Marked by the presence royal ashes, Wat Suan Dok was established in the 14th century on the grounds of a royal garden. Its tranquil exterior belies over six centuries of sacred history. Whitewashed chedis catch the northern Thai sunlight, standing as symbols of devotion, mortality and remembrance. Surrounding the central chedi, royal mausoleums enshrine Chiang Mai’s rulers, underscoring the temple’s role as a spiritual bridge between the living and the departed.

Long ago, the land where Wat MingMuang now stands was a vast, fertile swamp, alive with dense reeds and winding waterways. Hidden within this wild sanctuary, majestic elephants roamed freely, revered as sacred symbols of power, wisdom and royalty. Amid this untamed beauty, the temple’s foundations were laid, a place where human devotion met the quiet majesty of nature, shrouded in the whispers of centuries past.

Tucked in the heart of Chiang Mai’s ancient walled city, Wat Phan Tao is a hidden gem often overlooked beside the towering Wat Chedi Luang. Its quiet teakwood halls exude history and calm, a rare glimpse into 14th-century life during the Mangrai Dynasty. Originally built as a residence for local monks rather than a grand temple, it invites visitors to step back in time and soak in a serene, meditative atmosphere.

Long before travellers came seeking ferries to the islands, this land was the heart of the Srivijaya Empire, a kingdom of monks and mariners who spread their beliefs across the seas. While the traces of that empire have mostly faded into dust, Surat Thani still carries its spirit, in the rhythm of daily life, in the gentle pace of its people and in the enduring sense that something sacred once called this place home.