Ah, back on the night train from Chiang Mai to Bangkok. We've just set off. I ended up staying in Pai for 7 nights. By far the longest time in one place since London. I've been really lax with updates.
As Matt mentioned in the comments, this is what everyone does. Someone said to me that they love how everything feels like an adventure in Thailand. I agreed but actually I feel the opposite. There are lots of adventurous things to do but they cost money, are organised for you and run a few times a day. They are fun though and I'm not complaining. I guess my point is, if Frodo went on a Contiki tour to Mordor it probably wouldn't have been as interesting of a story to tell. But I bet Frodo would still have a blast.
So, Pai. We named the motorcycle gang we formed 'Sons of Pailand'. Get it? It's like Sons of Anarchy but also has Thailand in it except what's that!? Thai is actually Pai! The plan was to go to halloween as a zombie biker gang. The plan succeeded for the others, but not for me. They looked amazing.
On the day of Halloween I went and visited Pai canyon, which was hugely disappointing. The only draw I can see is that there are places to get photos perched on the edge of a cliff. I have no interest in that so I just sat and watched a group of Chinese people see how close they could come to killing themselves in the name of getting 400 photos on 3 different cameras.
After that I went to a nearby waterfall with the kiwi couple. This one had a tall rock wall surrounding a deep pool at the base. It was different to the slide waterfall but I really liked it. You could climb up the edges and jump in but I am terrible at climbing.
I rushed back to my hostel to get ready for a Halloween party at Georgi's hostel. I don't know if Georgi should have an e on the end. Almost definitely but the Georgi I lived with in London didn't so too bad. Georgi is just like Elaine from Seinfeld. The party was fun but I had to go watch the rugby so I got Mike to drop me back at my hostel.
The guy with the password for the rugby stream was English and greatly enjoyed "forgetting" the password while we're all getting updates on our phones. I ended up running into town and 3 other blokes followed so we watched it at a pub full of kiwis and yanks that thought the world cup final was a good time to show off what they know about rugby - nothing, same as me.
We lost, so I had to run back to the hostel to complete my bet. The kiwi couple were gracious winners, like most of the kiwis. It was too late to head back out after that which is why I missed being a zombie biker.
The rest of my time in Pai has been spent doing a bit more site seeing, getting trapped at a cafe in the pouring rain, having creepy photos taken of me while I sleep by Dave, being creepy in the background of photos of Iris, watching ice hockey on the big screen at the Hostel and being eaten by mosquito's. I've been lucky not to get sick here yet. I've met many people who've been food poisoned, fallen off scooters and contracted undiagnosed fevers. Some had the trifecta.
Now I'm back in Bangkok with Toby. I was on a train at the start of this post so I hope that's not too confusing. I got bored half way through writing. I spent yesterday reading The Rosie Project. If you're ever wondering if you have aspergers read that book. It will convince you you don't. Unless you do.
We're going to wander down to get me a Vietnam visa.
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