Micasa Guesthouse Chiang Mai

... a VSO position, leaving her mother, daughter and grandson to go brave it in the wide world herself! She comes along with us all out to the bars, and us younger cats get on with her great and make sure she is part of band camp.

Marra- American, from New York, Jewish and my roommate. Is a lawyer by trade, still to see her kick the heels off totally. We get on really well tho, considering we have been forced to live together for the last two months, think the loo ...

... looked so nice! Well, mine was actually ok, but michelle ended up with chicken legs and rona had ****** (and sightly crispy) duck! We walked down to the Night Bazaar, which was amazing! So much better than Ko Saon because it was quieter, less hassle from the stalls and better stuff. We all bought bracelets from this one stand, they are all really nice!

having a chill day tomorrow as Mic is going mountain biking (me and rona both vetoed that idea straight away)!!!

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... and don't hastle you to buy all the time. The food and price is much better and the people seem more relaxed. Apart for this the city has everything to offer in terms of courses and we really regretted that we couldn't stay there for longer. We would like to come back here and spend more time.
Later we took the night bus back to Bangkok and as soon as we got there, we felt like **** but luckily enough we were only there for one night before our trip to Ho Chi Minh in Vietnam.

... the interesting goods at the night bazaar that evening and then went to The What bar (run by an ex-pat from the UK) which uses the The Who logo for inspiration. Their claim to uniqueness among all the bars in the area was that they play Brit pop only. Got my dose of The Cure and Morrissey there. Such a wonderful break from Thai covers of sappy American love longs which are annoying popular there in cabs and airports. God they are so brutal - the world really ...

... say thank you. I kinda sat with my own thoughts for a little while watching the dvd and thought isn't it hypicritical of us to say that its bad to have elephants to do tourist rides when every weekend a bunch of small mainly irish chaps jump on horses and race them or whenever you go to the beach everyone sticks their kid on a donkey for a ride but later we got to see why its so bad and see the injuries the elephants suffer.
The bus was going down a long jungle lane and as ...

Mae Sot has a lot more too it than initially meets the eye. Last time I was in Thailand I only passed through for one day. This time I discovered the town a little more. It is an odd fusion of East meets West, Burma and Thailand, local and foreign, a market where you don't know if it’s a grocery stall or a pet shop, food that jumps at you, and makes noises, from gem dealers, to drug and people trafficking. Walking past "impoverished" thatch ...

... comfortable mattress. Sleeping on the bamboo felt like sleeping on cement.

The following morning we set off on a small trek, then off to ride the elephants. The elephant ride was slow and painful, as you can imagine how fast an elephant moves. It lasted about an hour. We rode a 45 year old elephant. She look liked she was about to succumb to the weight of Eric and I on her. She had just had a baby and the baby followed the ...

... doesn't have any of their mobile numbers. I was pretty bummed. Just then, the driver made a U-turn and took me all the way back to Central, where the noodle shop lady hadsecured the camera in the event that I returned looking for it/

SO I gave each of them 200 baht for their kindness and her honesty. Yin and Yang--the duality of goodness in the Thai transportation racket. Driver #2 and the noodle shop lady made much merit today.

... flooded but we planned to go to the Thai boxing on the other side of town that evening. Dave was up for it so we met him later on and got a tuk-tuk. We'd underestimated the Bangkok traffic and although our driver made every effort to get us there on time by weaving in and out of the gridlocked cars, we came to a standstill and after 2 hours breathing in exhaust fumes we got out and walked. A friendly local saw we were lost so walked us to the underground where we could ...

We got up this morning and caught a motorbike to the train station to purchase our tickers to Chiang Mai. The drivers that took us over and back are always sitting on the corner near our hostel and after the ride the gentleman who took me over started waving to use each time we walked by. After purchasing our tickets we walked around town a little bit looking for shoes for me. Finding none we headed back to the hostel to catch a nap before we had to check out. After checkout we sat ...