Pai and Other Things

Pai:

4 hour bus trip from Chiang Mai, windy roads, old buses. Both trips, there and back, at least one co-passenger at the brink of letting everything in their stomach into a plastic bag. Nervous times for all those involved.

Small town, many tourists, but one of the only places where you'll find locals and tourists living and partying together. Almost so touristy that it becomes OK. Western business owners, white musicians, hippies of every color.

Rented bikes for 2 of the 3 days. Everyone else rented motorbikes, but we saw one too many head injuries and were down for the workout anyway, well we weren't but we thought so. Rode 2 hours in the desert sun to see a waterfall without water falling on the first day. The ride back made it worthwhile though. Countryside flowing.
Second day, rode to see another waterfall. Missed the turnoff by about 7 km. Turned around and Adam blew his back tire. I got off and walked with him as Jesse rode every 1km and just waited for us. Still bitter. Decided against the waterfall and went to the pool instead. Great decision.
A couple nights of drinking, sleeping in huts and that was Pai.

Quick note about my last post. Not to worry, we aren't jaded, just that the tourist/traveller divide is an element of this experience I thought needed some air time. We're all smiles, and taking all the good and bad, the ups and downs.

I was hoping to post a couple of pictures, but it's always a battle to get your camera connected to some of these computers. Next time.....hopefully.