Highly recommended by friends doing a similar route, we decided to head off in the wrong direction to a little town called Pai. We travelled by minibus, full of travellers stuffed together, breathing heavily; this combined with windy roads left Lottie feeling slightly queasy! (Nat slept like a baby all the way).
When we arrived in Pai we were met by a sea of tourists/ex-pats, the majority being very hippy! Even so we could instantly tell there was a great atmosphere. After a bit of wandering around we eventually found our 'hut'. Surrounded by plenty of greenery and intertwining streams it offered a serene atmosphere yet we were still located in town. That night we sampled the local entertainment... Chelsea vs. Sunderland.
The next morning we woke bright and early to hire a scooter and explore the surrounding area. We started off at a secluded waterfall and had a swim. The water was freezing, but a welcome rest bite from the morning sun. We stayed until midday and left just as the pool was getting busy.
After a few wrong turns, we made it to the viewing point, unluckily the surrounding farmers were (we think) burning their fields. The view was obscured in places, but the idyllic spot we found ourselves in was still a great place to relax and have our baguettes.
We visited Pai Canyon next, stupidly in the heat of the midday sun, Nat was feeling unwell so we headed back to our hut. The next day was spent hanging around as we thought he had sun stroke, although we found out that Nat had contracted Dengue Fever.. Damn mosquito's!!
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