Pai

After the two days in chiang mai I thought I would jump on a government bus to Pai. Now it is spelt Pai however in Thai language there is no p sound. So it is pronounced "Bye". That sorted I was off. Ha ha now the bus ride to Pai is an experience. Small little busses are used and in addition their metric to imerial conversions or something has gone wrong as all the leg room varies and generally is better on the righthand side of the bus. We had had a decent storm the night beforehand and the road was covered in mud. Great stuff.

I was seated next to a French chick and we started to chat. She was a real tourist. Backpak and all. Arriving in Pai we had decided to stick together. An english dude looking rather lost joined the gang also. So Paul, Marie and I headed off to find a guesthouse. Mr Jans had sounded good to me while reading on the bus. So we headed there and found 3 rooms for 100baht each. With hot shower may I add. Now you may wonder why in Thailand you would want a hot shower...well you just do alright?. We then headed to find a bar for some drinks. 50 satang bar would be the place (50 cent bar, and no nothing was 50 cents well maybe the thai vodka but go fourth at your own will on that one). The owner "Pong" was a great dude. He took us up on motorbikes to see his resort that he is building which has a almost 360 degree view of the valley. He was tops. We met up with some people from Belgium...they were amazing. They both could speak 4 languages by the time they were 14. Fabrice and Mia were the couples names. We spent most nights otp with them at various places in the little town. Now the cool thing about Pai is that when one bar closes everyone goes to the next and the next and eventually we all end up at Bamboo which stays open till sunrise. Great.