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Day 1 trip three beautiful Jinghong
... across. You guessed it just like a tent. Beautiful silhouettes can be seen from outside the shower when the light is on in the bathroom. Air conditioning works really well though. We both showered and started to get our small backpacks ready for the trek. Challenge for me is to make it as light as possible. How long can one stay in a single set of clothes while trekking through the steamy jungle. I decided a couple of spare tops and one spare trousers and of course changes ...
Do you know the way to Jinghong?
... we showed Jacky's magic formula to the woman behind the ticket counter. She just snorted in contempt as we took her from right to left. She refused to even utter the name of any town other than Nansha. We were expecting that but happy to get warmed up to the formula.
An hour later, we approached the ticket woman at Nansha and tried the same magic spell. She too rejected the names we read from right to left: Jinhong, Yuangjiang, not even Honghe? We can't just ...
Dai Hospitality
... 11:00 to get to the bus station. Then Steve, Mei Mei’s husband, a well-traveled guy from Belgium came by and gave us the scoop on getting to Laos. We originally had planned to go to Thailand by boat down the Mekong River that marks the border between China , Myanmar, Laos, and Thailand. According to Steve, the people at Mekong Café, and stories on the web, we clarified the current status. Boat travel between China and Thailand ...
Sweet and Sour
... perusing the Burmese craft market and generally doing not much. We do take a long walk out to the Botanical gardens on the edge of town. It is an attractive, landscaped tropical garden, spoilt only by the hoards of Chinese tourists that appear in Golf-buggy trains with amplified tour guides babbling incessantly. I can't believe that even in a tranquil garden they would need to be driven about and lectured at by some ****, non-stop. We are standing in a serene, sculptured ...
Back to party crashin', this time Dai family
... They walked up to my little hut, aparantly waiting for a tuk-tuk. Where are they going? What is their life like? How old are they? Oh, I would have loved to have talked to them. Soon, they got into a tuk-tuk, and are gone.
Now, on the return trip, I photographed a Dai woman that we see in the photo on the right; they resemble the Thais (or ...