Ahhh. A trip away from all the hustle and bustle of school and peers. For this trip I traveled with two friends, Kelly and Nick, to Chiang Rai province which is North of Chiang Mai. We only planned to take a bus there but had no plans otherwise. After arriving in Chiang Rai after a five or six hour bus ride, we spoke with a few people about places to visit and decided to think about it over lunch. We decided to have lunch on the river which turned out to be dried up and full of green life so we had lunch in a restaurant close to the dried up 'river'. The area of Chiang Rai surrounding the bus station reminded me of Chiang Mai. It felt as if we drove in circles for hours on the bus and ended right back where we left from.
We finally decided to visit an Akha hilltribe village which was awhile away in the mountains of Chiang Rai. We were loaded in the back of a pickup truck along with a couple other travelers from Norway and we were on our way... or not. After what we assumed was about halfway there we suddenly turned around and ended up back at the bus station. What is going on?? It turns out we went back to pick up a few more travelers who were going to the village as well and then we were actually on our way... standing up for lack of room to sit. Once we drove past the area where we first turned around we soon realized why it was important to turn around where we did to pick up the others. We had a long way ahead of us! Steep, uphill, winding, dirt roads filled with rocks, potholes, and low branches were what were in store for us. We clinged on to the metal guard rail surrounding the bed of the pick up truck in which we stood trusting that it was sturdy enough to hold us. And finally... we made it.
We checked into our bungalos, explored a bit, had dinner and a couple drinks and went to bed. In the morning we decided to go on a hike through the jungle which surrounded the village. The hike was successful overall but we had some minor mishaps such as getting somewhat lost (although we were on a trail). We followed a certain trail which began going downhill and soon realized as we reached a burial site and an obviously unwalked trail that we may need to find a new route. The burial site was interesting though because it was obviously not a Buddhist burial in which they cremate their dead, but perhaps an Animist burial which may be reflective of the Akha people.
After finding our way back to the village, Kelly and I decided to head back out to find a waterfall that wasn't too far away. Although she managed to fall on her butt only after a simple 'hi' from a couple walking by, we successfully made it to the waterfall which we discovered we had completely to ourselves.
After a longer than expected journey home to Chiang Mai, I quickly rushed to my art class in which I managed to be only ten minutes late to.
