December 6, 2005 - Adapting

I’m certainly glad that Sarah and Reni are such nice people because I’m sharing a grass hut with them, along with my sister. We spent the day exploring the areas around Chiang Dao, the rural mountainous region in Northern Thailand. The elephants were entertaining and the bamboo rafting was mellow. We left the relative comfort of the Chiang Dao Nest “Mini-Resort” and walked into the mountains with our Hill Tribe guide. He doesn’t speak English nor do I speak Thai, let alone the Hill Tribe dialects. Still, he prepared a wonderful dinner and the inhabitants of the village invited us to watch a Hong Kong gangster movie in their communal hut with them.

It’s 8:30 pm and hopefully the Nyquil will help ease me to sleep. Although it is peaceful up here, it’s different. And, somehow, I don’t think I will sleep as well as the two little birds napping on a stick jutting from our straw ceiling. And, I best be resting since I’m sure the dozens of roosters around the village will be calling soon enough.