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Chiang Mai Day 3 - Post trekking

Yesterday, while I was clumsily balancing myself on muddy rocks, it occurred to me that actually when I think about it, it seems almost preposterous and devoid of common sense, the fact that I always go chasing after terrains to ascend and descend. Maybe I am just silly, maybe I dont know any better. I, the one who hit the tracks an average of once in two months, the one who very possibly belongs to the extreme lower quartile of the fitness scale of the whole earth population. Whatever it is, my muscle aches now is telling me that I deserve it.

So I was thinking that maybe that's enough of up-and-down trekking for now. At least for the next *^%$ months.

That wasn't until John msn-ed me a while ago:

J: Felicia, I think I want to try going trekking. I am shopping for trekking boots. Lets go trekking in December!

F: Okay!

J: The rougher the terrain the better!

F: Wah mati...


Anyway, so we are back in Chiang Mai for another day before we bus-off to another obscure part of Thailand which is yet to be confirmed. Chiang Mai is a great city, very artsy fartsy, very laidback. Yesterday we came back from our 2D1N trekking tour, and me, with a huge collection of mosquito bites and a twisted ankle (again). It was an experience. We got to visit hill tribe villages, did a hell lot of walking, and fed and played with an elephant called chongpu. We also did water rafting, where our monkey ass guide attempted to pull each and every one of us into the water, and succeeded on me. And then we did bamboo rafting, which was more like a submarine, really, because it was half sinking and we were wet anyway so we just swam along with the raft, Titanic style. :D

Will update again soon when I can. To my worried family, I AM SAFE! And I can count from one to ten in Thai now!

Labels: South east Asia, travel