First Hotel Mae Sot

444 Intharakiri Road Mae Sot, Thailand

Travel Blogs by Travelers Who Stayed at this HotelFirst Hotel Mae Sot

Hail, Farewell, and Goodbye

A travel blog entry by wandering_man

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Wandering Woman and I got here 9 days ago and began house hunting. We found a delightful place, 2 BR, A/C, furnished for 6500 baht ($190) a month. We took possession today (Feb. 10) and moved out of First Hotel.

First Hotel was a gem. Huge double fan room with western toilet for 275 baht (about $8) in the center of town, easy walking …

Stepping in the Same River Twice

A travel blog entry by wandering_man

Went back to my old home of Mae Sot for a little change of pace this past weekend. Stayed at the First Hotel and had one of my ATM cards and camera nicked. Saw a few old friends, but Mae Sot is a transitory town of very young people. (I much prefer Chiang Mai, where aging Wanderers have a peer group.)

Trying to leave town was a Thai …

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My Home Away from Home

A travel blog entry by brittanyjoelle

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... in Thailand and I plan to keep good contact with everyone there and start sponsoring one of the kids who I became very close with during my time there.

The weeks I spent at Baan Unrak have
changed me forever. As a volunteer with ISV (International Student Volunteers)
I had the opportunity to help with agriculture and maintenance at the
home, but it was playing and socializing with kids that made the work ...

First actual day of trek

A travel blog entry by kambalawc11

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... realised how much it had actually rained! the banks were heaving and the river was swollen to burst! We all then piled into 3 rafts, each with 2 guides steering and paddling with 1 teacher aswell.A further 2 rafts carried our bags. It was so fun! everyone seemed to enjoy themselves, going down great streams of water and getting splashed everywhere! We stopped 2 hours in for lunch at little huts, on the edge of ...

Mae Sot

A travel blog entry by joefeather

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I slept well considering that I was sleeping between a bar party for footballers and a busy kitchen full of clinking woks and pots and pans. I walked to the bus station as the sky was lightening, backpack strapped on again. It's weight was comforting on my hips and shoulders. A reminder that everything I have is still with me, that I am free and traveling, and my life is currently an exciting adventure, a life with an edge. I ran into a man I met the night before. He was at the ...