….what I was in for, I might not have gone to Chiang Mai, but in the end it was a really rewarding experience. Now that I think about it, I guess that is a typical euphemism for things that are difficult that we ultimately post rationalize.
Let me explain…
Myself and a Brazilian woman from worked named Carol heard about this guided trip to Chiang Mai from a coworker. The coworker says… “oh, it is a bit of hiking and you swim in a waterfall and ride elephants and it is really great fun, you should do it!” So we did – and here’s what happened.
Chiang Mai is in Northern Thailand – Chiang Mai itself is the 2nd biggest city in Thailand and is notable in a few ways. It is known for the beautiful mountain vistas, the best university in Thailand and it is a weekend destination for many people who want to escape the frenzy of Bangkok.
Well, Carol and I didn’t see much of Chiang Mai. We flew into Chiang Mai on a 1hr flight from Bangkok and then drove 2 hours north to the mountains. It was a lovely morning, we rode elephants, see below the photos. It was actually a little scary in the sense that elephants are pretty tall and we were teetering on their backs on these rickety saddles (saddle is a very, very generous term for the contraption we were on by the way). Here’s us crossing a river on the elephant. And of course the elephant gets a treat afterward (where's my treat?!?)



Then, we visited a village where we saw the Longneck tribe whose women stretch their necks with brass rings and do traditional weaving. They also seem to make a tidy living by selling overpriced scarves to tourists… once you see where they live you feel guilty and buy a few scarves….I guess you all know what you are getting for Christmas now! Here’s me with a Longneck girl.

So it was all fun and games until we were told we were to complete a 5 hour hike to the traditional village where we would stay with a hill tribe for one night. At first Carol and I nervously giggled thinking “gee, 5 hours is a long time” then we saw the trail. Again a generous description…the guide walked in front and cut branches with a machete whilst we traipsed up the mountain. I say traipsed because the first hour was like a pleasure stroll compared to what happened next. It started to rain and I mean REALLY rain. I’ve been in showers where there was less water pressure. So, I could go into the gory details, but I will just short hand it for you…
- the so-called 5 hour hike turned into 8 because of the rain
- my waterproof, super high tech North Face back pack was not so waterproof after 5 hours in the rain in a Thai jungle – my camera and phone were destroyed by water damage
- it was so bad a woman sat down on a rock and cried, begging the guide to carry her or send in help because she simply couldn’t go further – she ended up walking (if this were Survivor, she definitely would have been voted off!)
- there were some areas not passable by foot so we climbed on ropes or laid bamboo poles across and walked them tightrope style
- I found myself knee deep in a few streams
etc, etc…. and no, there are no photos of this, because my camera was swimming in a pool in my backpack about this time.
So by the time we arrived at the hill tribe the straw mats of the hut looked pretty inviting and even more so after a few strong local brewed Thai beers. I didn’t even care that there was no running water…I plopped on my mat, pulled some mosquito netting around me and slept soundly until the village rooster rudely awakened us at 6am.
The next day we whitewater rafted down the mountain. Which all things considered was like a cake walk after the previous day’s events.
So here’s what I learned:
1) Ziploc bags are one of man’s great inventions, they will come with me everywhere I go in the future.
2) When you are halfway up a mountain in the Thai jungle and water gushes out of your shoes with every step, the only thing to do is laugh. Laugh hard, laugh loud.
3) Beer is a suitable sleep aid, especially when one finds oneself sleeping on the floor (uh...I think this is actually a prior known lesson I have reaffirmed).
4) It really is an underrated daily luxury to have a hot shower and sleep on clean sheets in a bed.
So for all of you who believe me to be a bit of NY fashionista, I will have you know that I am made of tougher stuff than we all thought. Too bad my camera and cell phone were not.
That’s it for now. Next weekend, Phuket - - beaches, scuba diving, resorts, spas, massage, cocktails, dinner, dancing and whatever trouble Carol and I can manage to stir up.
As ever,
Joanna