My completely undirected wandering led me straight to a museum of traditional boats used by Thai royalty, past and present. I arrive right before closing and pay my small admission fee, exploring the half-submerged showroom all to myself. It's right on the water with the boats ready to be deployed in a moment's notice, which seems like a strange arrangement for a museum that presumably seeks to preserve historical antiques (and thus presumably does not intend to float the boats again). A large, sunken gate locks in the boats from the river just outside, and two relaxed guards sit listening to the radio while gazing out over the river.

Though the temples appear more or less equally ancient, there apparently is some room for development because behind one of the temples is another one, smaller and abandoned and ignored in favor of its more opulent and well-maintained brother immediately behind me as I take the picture. It's odd to see such a relic left to rot with neglect, when anything over fifty years old in the US is a national treasure.