The Fairer Traveler
I have been out of school for about a month and the un-bearded traveler has been out of school for about 2 weeks, and in that time we took a little bus trip up to a northern town called Pai. Pai is famous with Thai’s and westerner’s for its laid back, cool-temperature, and altogether relaxing atmosphere. During its peak season, when all the accommodation is booked up, people rent out tents. By the way, the rooms that are available for rent to tourists outnumber the rooms used by locals.
Luckily for us, we came during the off season and the slow town was even slower then usual. We booked a mini-bus to take us the three hour drive from Chiang Mai to Pai. There are a lot of companies offering this service and the company we booked with offered to pick us up across the street from the big mall near our condo. The mini-bus’s leave every hour on the hour, so we picked 10:30 to be picked up. We were picked up and stuck in the back of a pick-up truck already occupied by a Dutch girl. We grew worried thinking that this truck was a far cry from the air-conditioned mini-bus we booked but the girl (named Myra) informed us this was just the taxi that gathered up all the travelers and took them to the mini-bus. We then picked up an Irish girl and a boy of unknown origin (he wasn’t feeling very talkative.)
We got to the bus and started our journey. It was a very windy and pot-hill-filled road, but our driver was slow and the sun was shining. Alas, all this didn’t stop the fairer traveler from feeling like she was going to puke up her guts the whole way there. Luckily we stopped half way to have a bathroom break and grab a Coke. Unfortunately this wasn’t enough and she made it to Pai just in time to throw up in a toilet there.
Pai is a very tiny town and there isn’t much to do in the town itself. You can walk all around the town to see the cute shops, night market, and restaurants, but the interesting things to see are in the jungle or up the highway halfway to another mountain town Soppong. Along the way to Pai, we befriended our European travelers and once we arrived in Pai we followed the Dutch one to a hostel called Mr. Jan’s Guesthouse (although it should have been called Mrs. Jan’s Guesthouse, since she ran it).
We ran into some trouble since the un-bearded traveler and I didn’t have our passports and they required our passport numbers, but our friends at Text and Talk texted us our passport numbers later that evening. Now we know to bring our passports everywhere.
Our guesthouse was situated around a beautiful medicinal herb garden
We ran into some trouble since the un-bearded traveler and I didn’t have our passports and they required our passport numbers, but our friends at Text and Talk texted us our passport numbers later that evening. Now we know to bring our passports everywhere.
One of a pair of adorable guesthouse cats
After we checked in and pet the adorable house cats, we went to a local place for some food and I had a delicious grilled pork meal with a lime and chili sauce which was AMAZING! Then we went in search of something to do. I had read that the white water rafting was an amazing experience so we went to the company’s shop recommended by The Guide and asked them all our questions. We only had one day to do everything since the Irish girl called Norma, had to be back in Chiang Mai on Saturday (it was Wednesday) to watch the Rugby World Cup - Ireland vs. Wales.
A famous Thai Romance movie was filmed in Pai which boosted its popularity with vacationing couples
We then worked out that we would do a hill tribe trek in the morning and visit the caves by taxi in the afternoon to watch the bats fly out of the cave at dusk. So it was a dawn until dusk adventure. The un-bearded traveler and I figured we would take a lazy day the next day to visit the natural swimming pools and hot springs before doing the two day rafting trip.
Pai at 7am before our trek
We woke up on Friday to roosters crowing at 4am and tossed and turned all night until our alarm didn’t wake us up at 6:30 a.m., it was "accidentally" set for 6:30 p.m. It was by pure chance that we looked at the clock 5 mins before we were meant to meet our friends for breakfast. So un-showered with sleep still in our eyes, we walked the streets looking for breakfast and found a place where I had a croissant and cheese sandwich thingy and a Thai tea. Then we drove 20 mins to the drop off point where we started out hike. Our driver liked ’70’s tunes and we woke up rocking out to Crocodile Rock by Elton John. It was fun :)
Hill tribe village number one - note the contrasting modernity with the wood homes
The day was sunny but breezy and we started with a walk through a hill tribe village which is essentially a bunch of wooden houses, a few pig styes, motorbikes and satellite dishes for t.v. and cellphone reception. Then we walked through the rice fields which were about 2 weeks away from harvest, so they were tall and thick. We saw plenty of people from the village working the fields or resting in the rest huts that punctuate the green rice fields. Our guide was a Thai woman in her thirty’s called Mam, who showed us the different kinds of rice that was growing.
Beautiful rice fields and jungle covered mountains
We then started through the jungle which was pretty cool if not freaky. We saw a lot of insects and arachnids, none of which I care to remember even if I can’t forget. We stopped for lunch at one of the rest huts outside the second village and ate cold pad thai. Mam also shared her deep friend chicken skins which were tasty and her pickled vegetables. We learned that she had been living in Bangkok with her boyfriend when, while she was four months pregnant, found out he was having numerous affairs, so after the baby was born she ran away to Pai with the baby and all the proceeds from her boyfriends pig farm (which she managed.) Her son is now 11 and she gets on well with the father now, and is living with a Frenchman who has taken her and her son to Europe and around Southeast Asia. She runs to company we booked the trek with and hopes to send her son to one of the international schools in Chiang Mai when he is old enough. Her english was very good and it was a pleasure learning about her interesting life!!
Our guide navigating the overgrown jungle path - she mainly cleared the massive spider webs
We then walked through another village, fed the rest of our pad thai to the dogs there and then spent another hour trekking through the jungle to our final destination, a waterfall. We then changed into our swimsuits and swam in the freezing waters, but it was lovely after the hot and dirty day we had just spent trekking. Then we got in another pick up truck to visit the caves. We stopped halfway at a vista overlooking the mountains and where the hill tribe peoples were selling there goods. I got some noodles and shared it with a dog. It was nice. Then we got back in the truck and headed for the caves.
Unfortunately, we could only see the main cave - Lod Cave because it had been raining a lot and the other, smaller caves were flooded. So we paid a guide with a lantern to ferry us into the cave on a bamboo raft where we got off and walked the rest of the way inside the giant cave. It was a bit disappointing as we didn’t get to see the other caves or the bats, and the guide didn’t speak any English and was in a hurry to get us in and out, but it was still beautiful.
The two travelers enjoying the refreshing waterfall
Unfortunately, we could only see the main cave - Lod Cave because it had been raining a lot and the other, smaller caves were flooded. So we paid a guide with a lantern to ferry us into the cave on a bamboo raft where we got off and walked the rest of the way inside the giant cave. It was a bit disappointing as we didn’t get to see the other caves or the bats, and the guide didn’t speak any English and was in a hurry to get us in and out, but it was still beautiful.
The view from the inside of Lod Cave, aboard a bamboo raft
Then we went back to the hostel, showered and went for a meal at a place recommended by our guide Mam. Then we went for a drink at one of the livelier bars on the main drag of Pai and then retired for the night. Needless to say, we both slept like rocks. The next day we both felt a bit burnt out, had a bit of a stomach bug, and were bemoaning the lightness of our wallets so we decided to call it a trip and head back to Chiang Mai. It was so close, we thought, we could easily come back to go rafting and to see the rest of the caves and hot springs.
The view from the inside of "Almost Famous" bar - they had 20 different kinds of mojitos (the fairer traveler only sampled one)
The fairer traveler, remembering her "porcelain welcome" to Pai bought a packet of motion sickness pills for only ten baht!!! (It must be a common purchase.) Then, leaving Myra to stay a few nights, we took the bus back to Chiang Mai. We arranged to meet up with Norma the following day to watch to match and get a meal. We had already told Myra she could stay with us when she got back to Chiang Mai so we were waiting for her email to tell us when to expect her on Sunday.
Norma and the fairer traveler ordering from the giant menus - we had been recommended here by our guide for its exquisite banana flower salad (it was exquisite!)
So Sunday, we met Myra at the mall and took her to her favorite restaurant, Beetroot Stories for a shake and meal. It was delicious - I had a peanut butter, banana, and coconut smoothie and a grilled veggie sandwich and the un-bearded traveler had a Mango smoothie and a red curry. It was all spectacular!!!! Then we walked around the Sunday Night Market and I found a present for a family member I have spent AGES looking for and we went back to the condo to watch a movie that Myra had on her computer.
The next day we all went to lunch and had chocolate chip pancakes at our favorite deli and Myra and I decided to get a Thai massage while the un-bearded traveler headed home. It was an interesting experience - we went to the women’s prison as recommended by The Guide and had to change into the massage pants and tops, then they climbed all over us twisting and cracking. It was not very relaxing, but it was nice nonetheless. Then all of us went to our local haunt for dinner - Lemontree Food and Beverage - and then spent the evening watching episodes of Archer and swapping out folk music collections. All in all, a nice day and night.
The whole gang in the back of the truck
On Tuesday Myra went out on her own and the un-bearded traveler and I relaxed at home and met up with her for dinner at Ratana’s Kitchen. At her insistence, we tried Mango sticky rice and we were very pleased! Then we went home, she packed her bags, we hailed her a cab and she left for the airport to continue her journey into Vietnam. Very fun!
Now we have another week until schools starts up again and I will be teaching full-time! Until next time :)







