Belle Villa Resort
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- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Free parking
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After getting to chiang mai we walked in to the station (Cherie taking about 100 photos on the way) and tried to find a tuk tuk to take us to our hotel (we found a new kind of tuk tuk which was a bit like an open van. When we approached the men waiting by the tuk Tuks with the address of our hostel in hand, it was comforting to know that no one knew where it was, although eventually someone did. We arrived at a slightly questionable guests house which was covered in vines ...
... to the rescue with my lovely pink boohoo poncho which conveniently fit both myself and my back pack inside. Once sorted it was time to set off, if you come up in to the jungle then you have to get yourself back down. Apparently getting to the pick up point was going to be closer than the starting point so that made me feel a bit better. We walked for about an hour and a half, it was raining and very slippy for most of it. Matty was like a big kid ...
... If you find this on the internet, we definitely recommend watching it - but be prepared for some upsetting scenes.
It tells the story about Leks mission. Lek was born into a hill tribe and was brought up to respect and cherish the elephant. It shows how she bought her first elephant, a baby at the time who had lost his mother after being born and had nobody to look after him. She raised the elephant and he is still living at at the park now and ...
... Around five o'clock while we were sitting on our balcony, whiskey in hand and in self congratulatory mode when hundreds of heavily laden tuk tuks and pick up trucks began arriving, A steady flow of people pushing handcarts and carrying huge bags began setting up stalls. For a kilometer in every direction the streets had been transformed into the Sunday Walking Street Market. We wandered for an hour past a string of blind singers, guitarists ...
... water flicking it over me and Rach and wishing a happy festival. Giggling away as we flicked some back at him, I certainly didn't have the heart to soak him and nor did anybody else.
The roads were gridlocked so it was a perfect opportunity to target pick up trucks full of families joining in the fun. Mind you, it was my one bucket vs sometimes ten others from the truck and their water was spine tinglingly cold. I spotted a young boy hiding in a bin, so I got ...