One Sandal

Trekking surely was good fun. It wasn't amazing as far as the sights go, I must say, but it was a good chance to meet a group of fellow travellers, sleep in a wooden shack and bathe using a hose. The group has 2 Englishmen (brothers, actually), a pair of quite jovial Austrians (Severen & Andy), 3 Aussie chycks, a Japanese guy (finally, someone to talk about baseball with!), a Canadian demolition technician (Brenna), and an Ecuadorian (Rene) along with his German wife, Anna, and our guide, Dom. We hiked through some ethnic (Karen and Hmong) villages, stood under a waterfall, rode elephants, and lazily drifted down a river on bamboo rafts. Oh yeah, and sang a bunch of silly songs, and drank more than a reasonable amount of Chang beer and SanSom rum. There will be some photos shortly.

And then last night somehow the Austrians, Nori (the Japanese guy) and I ended up at the InterBar here in Chiang Mai listening to Thai guys cover classic rock songs with a pair of 20 year-old Japanese girls who had on the exact same outfit.

Tomorrow I leave for Sukhotai, on my way back to Bangkok.