Tip Sukon House Mae Sai

... stinging my eyes along with the swarms of air-born bugs. <br>Somehow, we made it, and stopped in a safe place, 6km outside of Chiang Mai, to give our backsides a break. Tommy, who only came for the ride and didn't need a visa extension, was visibly shaken and said he had never been so scared on a bike in all his life. Mish was shaking and my head was about to explode from hours of concentrating on the road. What started out as fun had slowly turned more dangerous by the hour ...

... while drinking beer with you. And since in Asia there are no knives on the table you have no easy access to means of stabbing your eardrums out. But in one respect they are better to drink beer with than Australians--at least you can count on probably not ending up in a fistfight, which is generally how the Aussies conclude a night on the town. And the German means well.<br><br>Got the best foot ...

... with them when we were only planning on 3. I feel that we handled it really well though, and we didn't freak out or anything. They also had lots to do, so it was all good. On Sunday we spent time with just the Harbor House girls. We made them a pancake and scrambled eggs breakfast, which I think they liked a lot. It was difficult to cook them though, just because their pans were VERY different from what we're used to at ...

... was grown and cultivated right here at Harbor House. They seem so sweet - I can't wait to get to know them better and start doing our projects with them. The girls seem very shy, which is completely understandable considering what they've all been through. I'm a little bit concerned about how well we'll be able to communicate with them, considering ...

... met the night before (I stayed in with a sinus thing happening) and Mariel had told her she was leaving early morn to go to Mae Sot. I explained the whole deal and asked her why she wasn't coming on the ""Thelma and Louise do Northern Thailand"" Roadshow. She couldn't come up with a good enough answer so the Zelma, Thelma and Louise Roadshow set off. The American's name is Cybele, but because Mariel and I couldn't say it correctly we chose ...

... with the babies we started our formal training. We started to learn commands to have the elephant go straight, left, right, and stop. It was soon our turn to have our hand on the elephant racetrack where we had to use all of these commands to navigate through different steel garbage containers and weave left and right through them at the whopping speed of 2 miles per hour. These guys like to take their time. There were so many elephants that a couple ran into each other, again, at 2 mph ...

... was the sketchiest place I've ever seen. If this place was listed in my Lonely Planet book, which I use for every city (thank you mom and dad for buying it for me) it would go something like this....This is the perfect place for someone who wants to go somewhere and die! This lovely guest house with paint chips falling off your half painted walls mixed with mold growing pretty much everywhere and a pad lock to lock your door is an ideal ...

... dem Mekong River gemacht und durften sogar fuer 20 Bt (40 ct.) einen Fuss auf Laos setzen. Dies war mal wieder ein kleines Souvenirdorf "ABER" diesmal in Laos :-) Auf dem Rueckweg nach Chiang Mai haben wir uns dann noch einen Tempel angeguckt. Jawohl, mal wieder ein "Wat", aber diesmal keinen goldenen, sondern einen schneeweissen =&gt; also etwas ganz besonderes :-) Viele Gruesse Steffi und Lars

... border with me actually had a shopping list of stuff to get for her friends and family...Prada bag, DVDs, CDs, batteries, etc.) So I wish I could say I got to see the place, but really all I got to see was the same scene I can see at home on Canal Street in Manhattan, lots of cheap knock-offs for sale. In Myanmar they drive on the other side of the road from Thailand, and their language and ...

... higher, but not much. <br><br>Northern ex-pats have to travel a little farther to Huay Sai in Laos when the Burmese border&#8217;s closed, or Vientiane if they want a real visa. But this border run&#8217;s no problem, NOT ANY MORE at least. Everybody reads the hen scratch in the passport and gets a little story to tell over lunch. Me, I get another lease on my Thai existence. More importantly I get to sleep in my own bed, for another while at least.