Chiang Mai Summer Resort
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... again thinking it was cool. Everyone then fell asleep in the bus haha. Next stop for lunch was the Condom and Cabbage Restaurant, we were a bit apprehensive but the food was delicious, lots of cabbages. More happy room and on our way back to the Rimping village in Chiang Mai, where we farewelled our fellow passengers. Back to a nice comfy bed, and wifi service that actually works. Can you believe we were upgraded into a 2 room ...
... a few days before Tanner meats up with us in which we explored cosan road, did shopping, seen a 4D movie, and walked soi cowboys redlight district.
The night my brother flew in we went out for a drink on cosan road. It was a new sight for Tanner seeing all the street venders selling clothes and food. We seen a lady selling crickets, frogs, scorpions, tranculas and other bugs. We paid the lady to eat a big cricket. She poured a little soya sauce on it before chowing it down. ...
... is literally nothing for us to do out here. Once it gets dark, the day is over. On a side note, I asked my Professor why we went to this particular village. He explained that the temple with the school that we had visited earlier in the week has some sort of outreach program with this village. It was one of the monks ideas to take us there. In a way, it was like a missions trip. Apparently, we were the first group to ever go to that village and stay in the ...
... and one night feeding and bathing the elephants, but most importantly, learning about the elephants and how their lives have been impacted by tourism. My eyes were opened to what I probably knew subconsciously, but when the information is provided first hand, it is impossible not to be affected. I vowed to not endorse elephant tourism, nor tigers (which I also asked about at the elephant park and the guide was almost in tears). Upon my return to Chiang Mai, I ...
directions which he relayed to the motorbike taxi rider he was chatting to when
we met. I climbed onto the pillion of his clapped out Honda Wave and we took
off, winding our way through some very narrow and best described as dodgy back
streets. I am sure you can picture the Chairman of a well-respected overseas
company, hurtling through the sois[i]
of Bangkok, hair blowing in the wind, hanging on for dear life, with his laptop
round his ...