>What did Thailand’s King Narai and Israel’s King Solomon have in common?
After exploring King Narai’s throne hall, I made my way to the living quarters of his women. My mind was prepared for large, cavernous remains; half-expecting a dusty, out-of-tune grand in the midst. I was both surprised and disappointed. The place looked like a row of classrooms. Ah well, they were minor wives. A Hanging Gardens of Babylon replica, no matter how skeletal it’s imagined to be, was too much digression. The renovation at some parts nudged me all the more back to the present.
But not for long. Towards the end of and opposite the quarters I found something I have never seen before:
Could King Narai’s concubines be as numerous as these?