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A Weekend In Bangkok

What do you do when you have a long weekend in Thailand?  You travel of course!  Thankfully, travel is actually quite inexpensive here, which is great.  While I had my program orientation in Bangkok, I honestly did not see a ton since we were kept pretty busy the whole time, and because I was just so tired with the major time change.  So I thought now was the time to explore some of Bangkok!  

It was a great weekend too!  I stayed at the Bewel Hostel which was nice, and quite close to attractions like Khaosan Road and the Grand Palace.  The first day I did some solo travel and explored some sights like the Big Buddha, the Marble Temple, and the Golden Mountain.  Initially I did some exploring on foot, which Thai people think I'm crazy for instead of just taking a tuk-tuk or a taxi, but then I hopped in a tuk-tuk since it was raining, and the driver took me to different sites and waited until I was ready to go to the next place.  This was quite convenient and quite cheap, since Bangkok is a pretty big city.  

A tip for any newcomers or people thinking of coming to Thailand: don't be afraid to negotiate prices!  Oftentimes taxi drivers in major tourist destinations will double or triple the price for you just because they see you are foreign, so ask for the meter in taxis, or negotiate with tuk-tuk and songthaew drivers.  

On my first night I met up with my friend Hannah that I met at my orientation, and we got some delicious Mexican food (hey, you've got to get it while you can)!

The next day a visited the National Museum and the Grand Palace, which was quite a spectacle.  You have to pay a hefty entry fee of 500 baht, but it is definitely worth it!  Everything glistened with perfection.  Make sure to dress appropriately as well!  You can rent clothes at the palace if you need to, but to avoid this make sure your shoulders and knees are covered.  

This same night I went out for food and drinks with my friend Hannah and a few new friends, which was quite fun!  Bangkok has definitely got down nightlife and delicious food!  

On my last day, Hannah and I went walking to find the Anata Samakhom Throne Hall, which took some trial and error to get to, but it was definitely worth the visit!  It has a beautiful and intricate museum inside, filled with historic artifacts, magnificent paintings, and detailed embroidered pieces.  

Overall, it was a lovely weekend!





Solo Travel in Koh Chang

Two weekends ago I decided to take a solo trip to Koh Chang.  My whole trip was actually quite unplanned.  Koh Chang is an island off of the Trat province, which is just an hour away from where I live in Chanthaburi.  I decided to take a day trip and to explore Trat and Koh Chang which is just a short ferry ride away, but I brought extra clothes in case I wanted to stay the night. 

And I must say, this trip was so wonderful!  Initially I had my inhibitions of solo traveling in Thailand, not because of the safety, but rather just because of the quite real language barrier.  Some of the songthaew (taxi) drivers in my town speak as much English as a speak Thai, which is not a lot!   I had fears of getting lost in the middle of nowhere, you know, classic traveling worries.  But I got over these petty fears and decided to take a short trip!  From Chanthaburi I took a minivan to Trat, which took about one hour, and then I took a 30-minute ferry over to Koh Chang.  Solo traveling in general is always such a rewarding experience!  You do exactly what you want and go wherever your heart takes you.  On the ferry ride over, I just felt so alive, with all the time to take in my surroundings and contemplate my time in Thailand Thus far.  

Koh Chang is a very beautiful island.  There are several different beaches on the island, and the island itself is densely forested with with some waterfalls to see as well.  I decided to go to White Sand Beach.  When I arrived I went on search for accommodation, since I figured it would be worthwhile to stay the night.  I would actually recommend more than one night, maybe two or three.  I would also recommend booking accommodation before you arrive, because Koh Chang is actually a popular destination on the east coast of Thailand, and there was not too much available when I arrived.  Despite this, I still loved figuring everything out as I went along, and not having a set plan.  I found a simple place to stay called The Fisherman Hill Resort for 600 baht, which is pretty standard for Koh Chang, just a three minute walk away from the beach.  

All I really did on my short getaway was swim in the beautiful, clear ocean, indulge in a good book, and eat delicious food.  It was perfect.  

The only downfall to my trip was when I was trying to get back to my town, as everything took a lot longer than I thought it would.  I waited for a whole hour for the right type of songthaew to arrive to take me to the pier, and once I was on the ferry I waited another hour or so before it actually left, so when I got back to the mainland I missed the last bus back to my town.  I ended up getting pretty ripped off to make my way home, but even that could not ruin my great weekend.  

I would definitely recommend Koh Chang to any travelers in Thailand!  It is a beautiful place that is popular but not overrun with tourists, where you can have a nice peaceful weekend to yourself or enjoy the nightlife if that is more your scene.  


Snakes, Gibbons & Elephants… Oh My


This weekend we almost got pummeled by a herd of wild elephants! ​​​​​Watch the video here!

…I’m getting ahead of myself. This weekend was another three day weekend. We took a 4 hour bus ride to Pak Chong, and from there rode in the back of a truck to Khao Yai National Park

A friend recommended Greenleaf Guesthouse, so we booked a room for two nights and a full day tour of the park for Saturday. 

Normally we are so not the type of people who take guided tours, but after extensive research we realized that the park was absolutely massive, and seeing it all would involve A) renting a motorbike, which we’re still scared to do, or B) a lot of hitch hiking, which we’re clearly not opposed to, but we were kind of on a time crunch. 

So Saturday morning we woke up at the crack of dawn and ate some toast and coffee at the guesthouse canteen. Then we hopped in the back of a truck-turned-songteow and headed to Khao Yai. 

It was the first time we’d been cold since getting to Thailand back in October! It was a refreshing kind of cold, though, and I didn’t even care too much that I didn’t bring more than a flannel. 

Our guide’s name was Lek, and he was so knowledgeable and amazing. Our first stop was at a sweet view point, where we got to soak in nature a bit, and also watch monkeys steal food from other cars! 

Then we went trekking (which, I found out, is hiking but without following a trail) in search of gibbons and other wildlife. Lek pulled out all these weird but effective animal-tracking techniques… like snapping three times and then listening to the wind. At one point he stuck his hand into the hollow of a tree, whistled, and then led us to a rare species of spider. We weren’t sure what he was doing half the time, but his English was great and he pointed out so much wildlife that we definitely wouldn’t have seen without him, and he told us all about it. 

We saw monkeys and gibbons and learned about their different calls. About an hour into our trek, Lek stopped dead in his tracks (something he did every time he sensed something around us), told us he found something green, and asked us if we were ready. Then he snapped his fingers and pointed to a pit viper. Supposedly, this kind of snake is one of the most poisonous in the world, and if a green one bites you, you have 12 hours to get to a hospital before you die. Fearless Lek took my camera and snapped this close-up! 

We saw so many weird plants. Some of them we even tasted… like Bread Fruit, which numbs your mouth for 15 minutes! 

One common theme during our trek was trees wrapping around other trees. I was so mesmerized by these! 

Lots and lots of towering fig trees loomed above us. I’m allergic, but couldn’t help but climb on them (and then use a ton of hand sanitizer). 

By the way, those nerdy white things on our legs are leech socks. We put them over our regular socks and pants since land leeches (and ticks!) are apparently a thing here. 

We even got to see a few waterfalls… 

After a full day of hiking and trekking, we piled back onto the truck, began the drive back to the guesthouse, and that’s where we ran into the wild elephants. They were angry- kicking and charging at the car ahead of us. We were really scared… not an emotion I thought I’d feel while encountering wild elephants for the first time! Eventually we sped around them, drove home, and watched the sunset as we shivered in the back of the truck. 

When we got back to Greenleaf, we had an amazing dinner, and hit the hay. 

We also spent some time planning out our winter break, which we’re spending in Chiang Mai & Pai. The cold was a good indicator of what the weather will be like up there! 

Next stop: A chill weekend in Bangkok to prepare for our Northern Thailand adventures!

4 ways to budget for mid- and post-semester travel

There aren’t many jobs that allow you to earn money while traveling, but fortunately teaching English in Thailand is exactly that. Most ESL teachers find the idea attractive because they have the opportunity to see new parts of the world without going completely broke.

While that’s the goal, actually maintaining a supply of cash to live comfortably and still travel regularly takes a bit of self-control and effort. Here are four ways I was able to afford mid- and post-semester adventures without making many daily sacrifices.

1. Actively save money
When I decided to travel at the end of the semester with a fellow American teacher, we counted how many weeks there were between our last day of school and when we were expected to be home for Thanksgiving. Because we only had five weeks but a long list of places to visit, we decided to save more than 30-percent of our monthly teaching salary for the trip. We were flying between countries instead of taking buses so we could see more and save travel days, but decided it was worth spending extra money. If you have more time, go the traditional backpacker route and city hop via night buses.

I found this interesting depiction of Buddhist Hell in my hometown.

2. Balance weekend vacations and staycations
A choice that allowed me to actually save that portion of my teaching salary was staying in my hometown some weekends. While it would have been awesome (though probably exhausting) to travel every Friday and Sunday, I wanted to have money to see more of Southeast Asia when school ended. My city, Chonburi, wasn’t a bad place to hang out on the weekends because there are beaches nearby, a few malls and good places to eat. I imagine a rural town would be more boring, but you can be creative with entertainment! Get some other teachers together for movie night with Netflix and microwave popcorn or find a craft store and work on a little art project for fun.

3. Seek out extra savings
One of the best ways to save money while traveling is opting for less comfortable and/or convenient transportation options. Instead of paying over 1,000 baht for a flight, you can spend a few hundred for a night bus. Bumping along Thailand’s underdeveloped roads isn’t exactly comfy and it takes much longer to get to the destination, but it’s worth the savings if you’re truly dedicated to having money for post-semester travels.

You can also use the Internet to find sweet deals, whether you’re looking for budget hostels, flight discounts or promo codes for websites like Hotwire.com. Take the time to explore your options before you book anything to make sure you’re getting the most bang for your baht.

Finally, keep frivolous shopping and Western food indulgences to a minimum. It’s tempting to embrace Thai fashion and load up on relatively cheap clothes at markets because, I mean, less than $10 for a dress?? However, you probably don’t actually need all of those clothes and the purchases add up quickly.

I didn’t really take my own advice much when it came to eating Thai food instead of Western food. My friend and I would splurge on pizza instead of spending less than 50 baht for Thai food quite often, but I really love pizza so I couldn’t control myself, honestly.

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I saved some travel money for a mid-semester 5-day trip in Northern Thailand.


4. Pick up side jobs
Depending on which part of the country you live in, it’s often quite easy to find students who want extra tutoring lessons after school or on weekends. Because I lived in a decent-sized city, there were tons of tutoring centers that had regular staff. However, small towns with fewer foreign residents offer many opportunities for ESL teachers to make extra cash.

Although it varies based on the number of students per lesson, the length of the sessions and the type of material you cover, you can earn several hundred baht in a few short hours. I worked two hours each week with one 22-year-old student and was paid 700 baht. If you live close to Bangkok and are willing to commute, you can find work in the city and make much more money.

Having enough money to see Thailand and beyond may require you to keep track of your budget and forgo weekly trips to the bars on Khao San Road, but the hard work balances out when you’re enjoying beautiful waterfalls and historic temples around Southeast Asia.

Weekend Trips: The Difference Between Planned and Unplanned Adventures

First of all, let me just explain why I’ve been a bit behind with my blogging.

        I am currently uploading a new version of Adobe because I am trying to find “Educational TV Shows for ESL Little Kids that Teach Prepositions.” Surprisingly, there isn’t a whole lot. I might have found one good TV show (to be determined), but my Adobe player is out of date. I’m also cutting up pictures of little animals for a 3-7 year old group I’ll be tutoring starting tomorrow for extra cash (and because it sounded too cute to pass up—although 3-7 sounds like a ridiculous age gap, which makes me nervous).

            Meanwhile, I’ve spent today grading tests, creating new tests (midterms are coming up!), creating projects, realizing over and over again how many different ways I’ve secretly been messing up my grading system (and then thinking—screw it, nothing I can do about it now), and trying not to rip my hair out every time a student wants to just sit and chat while I’m trying my absolute hardest just to make sure, at the very minimum, I have a lesson prepared 3 seconds before I enter the classroom.

            Along with all this, I’ve been lugging my suitcase to school with me on Fridays so that, at exactly 4:29, I can run out the door to catch the next bus/plane/van going towards whichever town I’ve chosen as my next vacation destination, arranging meet-ups with friends, and figuring out how to do the reverse-trip back on Sunday so I can wake up bright and early Monday morning and start all over again.

            I’m not complaining. It’s certainly not a bad lifestyle—I mean yes, it’s challenging, but it also means I get to have amazing weekend experiences, and if in exchange I have to feel a little exhausted and frustrated, I’ll take it any day.

            I mostly say all this just to explain why I’ve had such a difficult time finding a chance to blog. But I’m putting aside my TV show hunt for the moment (and thinking maybe I’ll just have them color instead), to write about my last two weekends.

            We had two three-day weekends in a row because it is Thailand and they love any excuse to go home and sleep. I mean, technically, they were both holiday weekends. But when I asked the students what they do on these holidays, they said, exasperated, “Nothing, teacher. Nothing. Really, nothing.”

 “Do you hang out with your family—maybe have a family dinner, at least?” I asked.


“Do you go to temple? Is it a religious holiday?”


“Does anyone in the entire country do anything, even if you don’t?”

“Not really.”

Regardless, I was ready to celebrate.

Kohn Kaen

            Friday, immediately after school (two weekends ago), Devon and I took a bus to Koen Kaen. Koen Kaen is a great city in the Northeast. It’s excitingly urban for our region—it has a mall with The Body Shop and Aunt Annies, a few Western restaurants (yes, the taco shells are so crunchy you might break a tooth, and the breakfast is still waffles with ice cream and condensed milk and fruit syrup on top, but still), a temple that is 9-stories high, and a very expansive Saturday night market with literally everything you can think of—delicious food (they had gyros! That means bread people!), animals for sale (goats, different types of dogs, cats in outfits, bunnies in outfits, birds, etc.), clothing, Kylie Jenner lip kits, English-language books, caricature artists, bags, Ray Bans, Nike sneakers (the brand items I just listed are cheap and fake rip offs, but they really do look the same)… the list goes on.

            Saturday we did exactly all of these things. We woke up and found ourselves a “Western” breakfast, which, to the Thais, means the sweetest and most high-calorie dessert you can think of (start with a waffle or a pancake, add scoops of ice cream, drizzle with condensed milk and chocolate sauce, add honey on the side, put some ‘natural’ fruit on top, and you might be getting close to what Thai’s think we want in the morning). After eating, we made our way to this 9-story temple. It was beautiful and elaborate and shiny and expansive, as they all are, with a great view of the lake and the tops of buildings.IMG_9050

            At the peak, we asked a monk to take a selfie with us (is that allowed?). His name is Novice. I know this because, after we spoke for a few minutes, he said, “Can I have your Line and Facebook account?” Line is, well, essentially my phone number. A few minutes before, we’d been contemplating whether or not it was appropriate to take a picture with a monk, and now here we were, getting hit on by one.

            “Sure!” I agreed quickly because I felt it was probably very bad karma to refuse.

            Many of you, if we are friends on Facebook, have probably since gotten a friend request from him. It seems he wants to expand his social media circle—sorry about that.

            A few minutes after I left the temple, I got a couple of messages in a row from him (which seems common for some of the Thai people I’ve met here… they aren’t bothered if you answer or not, they will just keep sending you new messages on top of the old). His messages were: “Hello, do you remember me. I’m Novice. Good night. Have a good dream. Bye bye.”

            I said, “Yes, I remember you! Thanks for the chat today.”

            He said, “Never mind.” (We think he thinks this means, “You’re welcome.”)

            Then, long story short, after a few more messages he sent me a very eerie-sounding voice message via Facebook of himself saying, “Helllooooo, Caroline… I would like you to explain to me the difference between the U.S. education system and Thailand. Please tell me immediately.” He said these words slowly, stretching out the “hello” for so long that his voice withered off at the end. Then he sent me a bunch of pictures of himself giving a speech for a university class he’s taking and said, “Excuse me! Where are the pictures of us!”

            I’ve decided I am willing to take whatever bad karma I might receive for not responding to him.

            After the temple, we went to this big mall and then travelled to the night market. Here, I spent about 1,000 baht ($30… not a lot, until you think about how the cost of my plane ticket was also 1,000 baht). I bought a delicious chicken gyro wrap for dinner, mango sticky-rice for dessert, a light blue dyed shirt that looks ridiculous on me, a cute tank top-short combo (made of the same fabric) that looked trendy on the manikin but also looks ridiculous on me, two English-language books, a bag, and some white sneakers I plan on ruining at New Years.

            We had a lot of fun walking around and returned to our hostel exhausted.

            The next morning, we got ourselves up by 7 a.m. and made our way to 7-11, where we picked up breakfast, and then ventured to the bus station.

            The thing is, I’d been told by a friend I work with, Teacher Ying, as well as a few of my students, that there is this beautiful hiking mountain in Petchabun. They showed me a few pictures, first of themselves at the top of a mountain, watching the sunrise, and then of this huge five-headed Buddha statue, overlooking these very Swiss-looking fields. The region is even considered “The Swiss Alps of Thailand.” I couldn’t wait. I even wanted to leave on Saturday, but my friends convinced me to stay in Kohn Kean Saturday night for the night markets. Seriously, this was the one trip to which I was so looking forward. I just imagined myself hiking to these stunning peaks and overlooking views so beautiful that I would be overcome, all at once, with the deepest love and admiration for Thailand that I’ve felt so far.

            After one 3-hour bus ride to Lom Sok, where we’d been told we’d find a connecting bus to Petchabun, I stood at the bus terminal and showed them my Google-translated sentence: “Petchabun National Park. We want to hike.”

            “Hike?” They repeated, clearly barely understanding the meaning of the word, yet slowly shaking their heads. “No. You drive. Cannot hike.”

            “We don’t want to drive,” we tried to explain. “We want to hike.” Why, I began thinking nervously, do they think we need to drive to the top?

            “National park,” I repeated, and they nodded slowly. “Okay, bus 11.”

            We got on this bus and started winding our way up a mountain, moving slowly because the turns were sharp. I’d pulled my GPS up on my phone, and it said we were still 45-minutes away from the national park when the bus pulled over to the side and the lady pointed to us. “Farang (foreigners), off.”

            Off? We were literally halfway up a mountain, surrounded by absolutely nothing of importance, stopped in front of a wooden bench that was meant to constitute as a bus stop. And we were 45-minutes from where we wanted to go.

            And yet, the bus was headed in the wrong direction. What were we supposed to say, “No, can you actually take a left here and take us to the national park—we understand you don’t speak English and we don’t speak Thai, but regardless, we refuse to get off”? So, we got off.

            At this point it was almost 2 p.m. We were starving and so frustrated. We’d been travelling since 8 and had originally assumed we’d be hiking by noon. Instead, it felt like we’d just been wasting the whole day. We tried to ask a few different people how exactly we were supposed to get to the national park, and of course, we got plenty of different answers (take a taxi for 1,000 baht; take a bus; you’re already here.)

            Finally, we were told to take a songtaew. We decided it sounded like the cheapest and easiest option. We stayed on the side of the road until one pulled up, and then we hopped in the back. We sat on top of large blue bags of rice, laughing because of the absurdity of it all, while two young Thai girls stared at us wide-eyed, probably thinking, Mom, who the hell did you just pick up.

            We drove for a few minutes and began to relax. It was hard not to, in a place like this. There were so many bright green strawberry fields and hills and mountains—it was just beautiful. And then the woman took a sharp left turn and drove us down a dirt road, parked in front of her house (presumably), and turned off the engine. She got out, as did the girls, and they sat around this table outside with a few other women and children. A few men began unloading the rice after we got off, and meanwhile, this gathering of women stared at us as if they’d brought us here just to say, “Look what I found wandering around out there.” One woman literally had a bag of chips.

            At this point, my friends were exasperated. I was too, a little bit. I mean, my god. We just wanted to get to this STUPID national park. What were we doing? Why couldn’t anything just go right, and be easy, for once?

            One of my friends called her Thai coordinator so we could use him as a translator. After a few minutes, we began to understand the story.

            Thai translation-conversations, as a side-note, take forever. I have no idea why. An example might be: I say, “Hello.” And then my translator says, “ehte hwatheh twhhhasgb sad bga beb ehwhq dhhe hasdhe qyleg hdh ahd………” and five full minutes later, my translator will say, “She says ‘hello,’ too.”

            So, after a few minutes, we finally begin to understand that this lady is a “tour” guide (I am sure this is a loose term, generally meaning—“a woman looking for extra cash, who does not know English and has no credentials, but who is willing to drive foreigners around when she finds them on the side of the road”). She is apparently willing to drive us to the top of a mountain, and find us accommodation and dinner, etc., and drive us back to the bus station tomorrow, for 2,000 baht.

            At first, we considered just calling it a day. At 3:30, we honestly said, “Is it too early to go to bed?” We were just so tired of trying to get them to understand us, and all of the miscommunication that led us here in the first place. Then, on top of it all, my friend Marly realized she’d left her wallet on the bus.

            Finally, however, we realized that this was really our only option. I mean, if we said no—then what? Where would we stay? How would we get there? Where the hell WERE we, anyway?

            So we agreed. She drove us, as promised, to this beautiful lookout point. A lot of tents were pitched in the area (although I understood, finally, that this was not a hiking spot—you just drove your car up a road and pitched a tent at the top, there were no hiking options), but, slightly terrified, we kept repeating, “We don’t want tent. We want real bed. No tent. Bed. Go down mountain please.” We were just not interested in any more crazy adventures. We saw a beautiful sunset, ate chicken and vegetables with our quiet Thai “guide,” and then drove back down the mountain. She stopped at some bells so that we could hit them with some wooden sticks (worth the trip right there), and then asked us for 1,000 baht. We grudgingly handed it over, and then she left us at a hostel. We didn’t even mind sharing one King-sized bed between the four of us, even though it meant we slept sideways on the bed.

            And the thing is, maybe this day was a “waste,” and maybe it was “disastrous,” if I want to take the perspective of someone who expected something much, much different. But then, on the other hand—all of this travel is teaching me something about letting go of my expectations. I mean, what if someone told me, “Today, someone you don’t know is going to pick you up around 2 p.m. in a songtaew. Everything you do after 2 will be a surprise—nothing is planned. She will not speak your language. Just go with the flow. Enjoy whatever surprises she wants to throw at you. Laugh with your friends. Trust her.” If I’d heard that, then maybe (apart from Marly’s lost wallet) everything would have felt a little less, well… wrong.

            I mean, yeah, we were “off track.” But what is the problem with what we ended up doing? We saw the sunset. We ate a pretty good dinner. We were safe and together and fell asleep comfortably in something that was not a tent. For some of these trips, I just need to learn how to let go of what I think I “need” to see, and to let the momentum of the trip change course as it needs.  

            The next morning essentially made up for the entire “disastrous” experience. She picked us up outside of 7-11 at 7 a.m. We had our “typical” breakfast—corn flake cereal with yogurt for me, egg ham and cheese “toastie” microwaveable sandwiches for my friends—but regardless, she still handed us a large wicker basket filled with steaming hot white rice. “Breakfast,” she said.

            “Oh, uh, no,” I stammered, pointing to our food. “We have breakfast.” She took the basket back to the front seat. We felt slightly guilty for refusing to eat the meal she’d prepared for us, but none of us could consider eating more rice just to satisfy her.

            Then she drove us to the beautiful 5-headed Buddha statue that my students had showed me. And, honestly, it is better than the pictures. First of all, especially in the coolness of early morning and with a light mist covering the fields, the expansive landscape is breathtaking. It is truly just endlessly green fields and light yellow cornfields and oddly shaped mountains and dark green trees—and that’s it. No streets, no houses, no buildings, no smoke. And the statue itself is bigger than I can even conceptualize—the shortest Buddha head was at least 30 feet above me. And the floor below and around the Buddha statue is exquisite—colorful gems and diamonds and stones. There is another nearby temple, which is just as impressive, covered in bright gems and gold pieces. I’ll post pictures, but really, it might not do it justice.

            Then we travelled home. I won’t complain too much, but let’s just say, it was it’s own sweaty kind of hell: 8 hours on a bus, without a bathroom, and without food. It took days to recover.

Pranburi/Kho Sam Roi Yot National Park

            A few weeks ago, Devon and I googled, “Beach Day Trips from Bangkok.” We scrolled through a list of them and landed on one: “a temple in a cave on a beach.” This sounded fascinating, so we planned our trip.

            I didn’t even realize until arriving that this is the same place Jojo and Jordan (from The Bachelor…), spent one of their dates. So, really, you could just watch that episode if you want to know what my experience was like (minus the dating parts).

            Travel was easier this weekend, and really, it was probably just luck that made it that way. We took a 3-hour van to Pranburi, got off at a random bus station that looked just as random and deserted as the one last weekend had looked (resulting in slight PTSD for Devon and I), and then found ourselves a taxi and showed him the address. “Oh, 20 minutes away,” the driver told us. Thank god.

            My friend Gabi joined us, too. It was honestly a perfect weekend, and the best part was that nothing was planned. We arrived at our beautiful hostel, Sweet Honey. They told us we had an entire cottage to ourselves, with a kitchen and a living room. Yes, we were surprised with an unexpected fourth roommate (a nice but absent Yoga-teaching woman), but we couldn’t really complain. The place was empty (why they needed to put us with a stranger, I’m not sure… there really wasn’t a shortage of rooms). But, regardless, the emptiness meant that we were truly VIP guests. They held a cocktail hour just for us three (not sure if the cocktail hour would have happened regardless… we were the only guests), and brought us 2-for-1 drinks and dinner. Then, upon our request, they made multiple batches of popcorn in their popcorn maker, and allowed us to plug our own iPod’s into the speakers to listen to our own choice of music. On the second night, a worker actually surprised us with free mojitos delivered to our room. This hostel was truly fantastic.

            The first day, we took our free bicycles that the hostel provided us and began biking to the “beach.” We quickly figured out that we could not sunbathe on this beach—it was all rocks. Regardless, we weren’t really bothered. It was beautiful and completely empty, besides a few fisherman and townspeople. It was as if the entire ocean—the entire town—was ours.

            We returned to our hostel and requested a taxi to take us to the national park, figuring there’d be more to do there. A songtaew arrived to drive us. We spent the afternoon at the beach there. We had the option to hike to the cave with the temple, but we wanted to save that for the following day since it costs money and it was already 2 p.m. The beach was empty and it was overcast, but it was beautiful. The ocean was light blue and clear, and mountains bordered us from all sides. Besides a stray dog and a random couple, we were the only ones on the sand. We pulled out a book I’d brought with me—Outliers—and my friend read it out loud. We spent our afternoon like this—reading chapters out loud, pausing to discuss, pausing to drink coconut and eat pineapple and mango, pausing to walk the beach, and then reading again, discussing again.


            We returned for our cocktail hour, ate some chicken and pasta, and brought bowls of popcorn back to our room for a movie.

    The next morning, we adventured back to the national park. There was a large sign. Beside the Thai words, it said 40 baht. Beside the English words, it said 200.

            “That’s what they do,” Gaby explained to me. “They charge the foreigners more—a lot more—because they can’t even read that it is so much cheaper for anyone from Thailand.”

            We refused to fall for this, and we were ready to “fight” (our plan was to repeat, “we teachers! Not foreigners!” in English until they got frustrated and took the 40). However, as we approached the ticket booth, we saw someone else was already getting yelled at… so we just slipped by them and began hiking, for free, courtesy of some very dumb luck.

            The hike was steep and long. It was mostly rock, with a concrete platform built beside the natural rock as an option to use when passing people, although the concrete made me more nervous because of how steep it felt. About two hours later, we reached the opposite side of the mountain, with a beautiful white “sand” beach (the sand, really, was just millions of tiny pieces of broken shell). The water was clear, light blue, and refreshingly cool. Dark green trees separated the beach from the woods behind it. It reminded me a bit of a hybrid—Florida-beaches, perhaps, beside some Maine-woods.


            We hiked into the cave (VERY steep, long, and so tiring that we couldn’t really breathe the entire way up). I got a few glances because of my outfit choice—are those knees? Finally, we descended into this cave. It was incredible—and felt like an adult playground. There are holes at the top of the cave to let light in, which means a lot of natural greenery grows inside the cave. The temple, built by a Thai King (Rama V?), looked from the entrance to the cave like it was glowing. There were little pitch-black sections of the cave you could crouch and enter into, with small Buddha statues and candles set up. There were hills in the cave made of reddish-brown dirt, which, although slippery, we climbed up and down. Truly, it was a place you could get lost inside, a place you could spend hours just circling and exploring.

            After a few hours, we climbed out of the cave and back down to the beach. We were starving, so we were actually grateful (for once!) for fried rice. Then, we SWAM (December 11, 2016—I swam in an ocean! 14 days before Christmas). It was as refreshing as you could imagine, especially after our sweaty, tiring hike. Then we lay on the beach for a while, before climbing over the mountain in time to see the sunrise. We took our motorbikes and cruised around for a bit, down random dirt roads, pulling over every so often to take pictures. And then we journeyed back to our hostel (where we watched The Bachelor episode… you know, to compare). We ate dinner (FYI, burgers taste weird and different here—I wouldn’t necessarily recommend… but banana splits really taste the same anywhere), returned our rented motorbikes (and almost got attacked by a crazed dog on the way home, on our bicycles—I’ve never ridden a bike so fast in my life), and went to bed.

            The next morning, we lay at the pool for a while and then began our long journey back to Sakon Nakhon. We also found Burger King at the airport, and I felt an excitement for food that I haven’t felt in forever.

            This weekend was wonderful. I was lucky, honestly, that I’d experienced the “disastrous” Petchabun weekend right before. By the time this weekend arrived, I was well aware of exactly how vacations in Thailand might go. They might go like this: transportation takes forever, no one speaks your language, Google lies to you, places you think you want to see turn out to be unimpressive, and places you hadn’t planned on seeing turn out to be your favorite. I mean, we didn’t do all that much this weekend—we found some fruit and some drinks, we read a book together, we saw a temple in a cave, we swam at the beach. The difference was simply that we didn’t start this weekend with a hard-and-fast “to-do” list, so we didn’t feel any sense of guilt or regret for changing our minds in the moment. Every minute, we asked ourselves, “Is this what we want to be doing? Is this what we want to do?” We were flexible. And we gave ourselves plenty of time to just read a book on the beach, or watch The Bachelor in our living room, without any of us saying out loud, “Hang on a minute—didn’t Google say we could cliff dive and scuba dive and swim with sharks and ride horses, only a few hours from here? Why are we staying still? Why aren’t we moving?

            What I mean is this: I am learning that if all you do is move, it is really hard for anyone or any place to introduce itself properly to you. 

Ayutthaya to Zen

Current mindset: teach first, travel second. My number one priority in Thailand is to educate my students. Any travel I get the opportunity to do is an added bonus. These past few weeks have truly epitomized this idea. A friend and I recently joked that it is as if I lead a double life. Monday through Friday I am known as “Teacher Bryna,” a foreign teacher who travels in her free time. Over the weekend, I’m Bryna from Texas, a tourist who happens to also teach English. I am doing my best to accomplish all of my goals, even with the juxtaposition of being both a teacher and a tourist. Since my last post, I’ve been fortunate to experience many different aspects of Thailand. Here’s a look at what I’ve been up to lately, from A to Z.

A is for Ayutthaya ­– Thailand’s capital city until the 18th century when it was sacked by Myanmar (formerly Burma). Once a thriving area filled with temples and a royal palace, all that is left now is ruins. On my recent visit to Ayutthaya I was astounded by the sheer size of what remains. The stupas, or Buddhist shrines used as a place for meditation, will make anyone feel small in comparison. It almost felt eerie being there and imagining what life used to be like!

Pictured above at the temple Wat Maha That and below at the temple Wat Phra Si Sanphet in Ayutthaya.


B is for bats – a creature I was horrified of until last weekend when I learned how majestic they really are! During my visit to the province of Pak Chong, I watched in awe as 2 million bats migrated from underground caves into the night sky.

C is for crocodile – one of the many animals I saw up close and personal during my trek through Khao Yai, a national park in Thailand.


Full disclosure: this picture is zoomed in... I wasn't getting too close to this guy!

D is for dogs – they’re everywhere in Thailand! At school, in the street, on the beach... everywhere!

5Pictured: some of the dogs at my school. Not pictured: literally the dozens of other dogs at my school who roam around like they own the place.

E is for elephant – specifically, the one wild elephant I saw in Khao Yai National Park. My tour guide made sure to emphasize the “wild” part. Though elephants are known as gentle giants, it is still important not to get too close.

F is for face plant – AKA what I thought would happen to me during the entire 3 hour trek in Khao Yai.

G is for Ganesha – a large reclining Ganesha (Hindu deity) is located in my province at Wat Saman Rattanaram. It is said to be the biggest in Thailand, if not the world!

6Wat Saman Rattanaram is so large, I couldn't even capture it all in one picture!

H is for hanging gibbons – not to be confused with monkeys, gibbons are actually apes that live in trees and are known for their hooting. I got the chance to see many gibbons bouncing from tree to tree in Khao Yai.

7This little guy was kind enough to pose for a photo before jumping onto the next tree.

I is for icicle – which is what I thought I would turn into in the 68 degree winter weather in Pak Chong and Khao Yai. To everyone who is living through actual freezing temperatures, I’m sorry.

J is for jam-packed – basically what every single day feels like. During the day, I lesson plan and teach. After school, I tutor conversational English and I travel on all of my days off. As someone who loves being busy, I'm really not complaining!

K is for Khao Yai – where I spent my time off last weekend. Khao Yai is Thailand’s third largest national park, as well as the first area to be established as a national park in Thailand. My weekend was filled with learning more about nature, admiring wildlife and forming special bonds with friends new and old.

8Pre-hike, post-gibbon siting.

L is for lunch crew – which consists of a group of 10th graders I serendipitously started having lunch with every Wednesday. Half of the time is spent with my students asking me questions about America, and the other half is spent with me asking them questions about proper pronunciation in Thai. I'm pretty confident each party thinks they are getting the better end of the deal! I look forward to this lunch every week. It is so rewarding to see them open up to me a little bit at a time in order to practice their conversational English.

M is for midterms – I know now that midterms are just about as fun for teachers to write as they are for students to take.

N is for night swimming – which is what happened last weekend after day 1 of my tour around Khao Yai. The water was pretty frigid (it is winter, after all) but it was refreshing to take a quick dip.

O is for outdoor classes – my latest teaching strategy when the weather is too nice to stay cooped up in a classroom. My students definitely approve.

P is for pad see ew ­– currently my favorite Thai dish.

9Pad See Ew is the opposite of "Ew."

Q is for quitting – which is never an option, especially when it comes to writing 2 exams in 48 hours.

R is for rainbow fish food ­– the multicolored Cheeto-like puffs I used to feed the fish frenzy in the Chao Phraya River in Ayutthaya.

10I'm a fan of anything rainbow... even fish food!

S is for still smiling even with a scorpion spider – on my FACE. Slightly terrifying, kinda felt ticklish, huge adrenaline rush. Trigger warning in case you have arachnophobia.

11Sorry Mom...

T is for trek – 3.8 km in length all throughout Khao Yai National Park. Definitely one of my most cherished experiences in Thailand thus far.

U is for underground caves – the place where I saw many bats, creepy crawlers and Buddha statues! Though it may come as a surprise, many monks actually visit the caves around Khao Yai to meditate.

12One of the Buddhist prayer sites within the cave.

V is for views – specifically from the Pa Deo Dai cliffs in Khao Yai. In a word: breathtaking.

13Holy Khao Yai, isn't Thailand beautiful?!

W is for waterfall ­– which is what I worked towards seeing during the trek through Khao Yai.

14The Haew Suwat waterfall is one of the most popular in the area, and for good reason.

X is for x-rated – monkey behavior, that is. Apparently the monkeys in Khao Yai mate about 20 times a day. No picture included for this letter!

Y is for yai ­– “Khao” translates to mountain and “Yai” translates to big. 

15Khao Yai is also a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

Z is for zen ­­– I found my zen after touring for hours throughout Khao Yai, pulling over to the side of the road and watching the sunset. It was pure bliss.

16Another day in Thailand = another striking sunset.

Thailand has so much to offer and I can’t wait to keep exploring, making memories and immersing myself in this beautiful culture.

Bryna also blogs about her Teach Abroad journey at http://lifeofbryna.blogspot.com

Farang's First Island: Koh Samed

If you haven’t already learned, “farang” is a Thai term for a foreigner - particularly a white, westerner.

Koh Samed is a pretty island, on the East side of the Gulf of Thailand, in the Rayong province. 


To get to Koh Samed, two of my friends and I took the BTS to Ekkamai - where we walked basically just across the street - to the bus station. We bought a round trip package including a bus ticket to Ban Phe [Pier], a ticket for the ferry from Ban Phe to the Koh Samed pier and the same return tickets. This was less than 400 baht. We had a nice, longgg travel time of about 7 hours, including getting to Ekkamai from our home, so we departed at 5 am on Saturday to start our three-day weekend. I didn’t want to head out Friday night because we wouldn't have made it to the pier in time for the last ferry. The bus was about 4 hours (give or take… mostly give because, ya know, Thai time), and the ferry takes 45 minutes or so.


Originally, one of my friends and I were going to stay in Sabai Sabai guest house (solid 10 minute walk from the beach), but moved to Sea Breeze bungalows (1 minute walk) because a couple of our friends from orientation were staying there already, plus it was cheaper!  For 500 baht per night for the whole room, we snagged two beds without A/C, but it did have a really nice fan. This was completely fine because it’s the cooler season now, so the fan was perfectly pleasant. Sea Breeze was definitely not the cleanest place - there was a constant string of ants in the bathroom, and there were black crumbies on the sink, but it did the job! Our type of room wasn’t supposed to get towels; we asked if we could rent towels at the front desk, and they just gave them to us! However, I couldn’t get the free wifi to work, but mai pen rai!

It’s important to know that the beach is a national park, so you have to pay to get in. We paid 100 baht each. Supposedly if you can prove you live in Thailand, you only have to pay the local price of 40 baht; however, this didn’t work for us. We actually stayed within the park because there are an obscene amount of places to stay, restaurants and bars - especially on the main, touristy beach, Hat Sai-Kaew. When you get through the gate at the national park, walk straight, and you’ll end up on the beach! :)


We additionally spent time on Ao Hin Hok and Ao Phai beaches because they were close to our accommodations.




Walk south (right, from the first point you get to the beach, if you follow my instructions above), and it's the next, connected beach on the other side of the mermaid. Don't forget to pose like a mermaid!


You can also get a Thai massage on the beach for 350 baht (100 more than other tourist areas).


There’s definitely good night life on the touristy beaches: i.e. Naga Bar. So if you want to do what I did, go to Naga, participate in the happy hour from like 2:30 - 9:30 and take part in body painting, so it’s literally #lit. 

Naga Bar before I happened:


Naga Bar after I happened:


Don’t drink Hong Thong (pronounced “tong”), but for the love of God, if you do, don’t mix it with shots of tequila, a mojito and two sex on the beach. Also if you’re a young lady such as myself, when you say, “sex on the beach?” the bartender might just say, “let’s go!” ;)

On a serious note, please be careful, especially when you travel around to different towns, to always be aware of where you are eating or consuming anything from drinks to just water. Force yourself to use hand sanitizer frequently! I picked up a nasty case of food poisoning from my weekend on Ko Samed, and you do NOT want to have to go through the comedic mess that I’ve gone through with my health… more to come on that soon! #writingfrommyhospitalbed





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Camping in Khao Yai


Moneys, wild elephants, hiking, camping, and beautiful, lush forests; Khao Yai National Park sounded like a dream to me. I had been wanting to visit Khao Yai since I found out I was going to Thailand, and last weekend I finally made the trip! I loved Khao Yai. Let me repeat, I LOVED Khao Yai. Yes there were some things I would have definitely done different, BUT I still had an amazing time andddd I’m already planning a trip back.


Getting there:

Getting to Khao Yai National Park from my town/city of Nakhon Ratchasima was relatively easy, even though it took longer than expected. Traveling in Thailand is like that though. ALWAYS expect delays. Always. So rolling out of bed and getting on the bus at 1pm is not the way to go. I was told that Khao Yai was only a two hour trip, but altogether it took about 5. Typical Thailand. Anyway, Ryan (my boyfriend) and I took the bus from Nakhon Ratchasima to the town of Pak Chong, which is right next to the National Park. The bus tickets were SUPER cheap, about 70 baht each. When we got off the bus in Pak Chong it took a minute (or 30) for us to figure out that the Song Taos to Khao Yai were right across the street. The Song Tao to the Khao Yai gate was 40 baht a person and it took about an hour. After getting to the gate, which is the last stop on the Song Tao, we paid the 400 baht per person fee and then stood on the side of the road to hitchhike. Hitchhiking turned out to be VERY easy getting into the park and traveling within the park. Usually trucks stopped and let us hop in the back. We hitchhiked to the visitors center, and then walked 500 meters to a campsite.


The best times to go:

So it turns out the weekend I decided to go to Khao Yai was the WORST to go because literally ALL OF THAILAND was there. Apparently long weekends in early December are popular days to go to Khao Yai. Oops. So I would recommend going on a regular weekend, or even during the week, which is when I am planning to go back.



Camping at Khao Yai was so much fun! It was also very cheap. It was 60 baht a person for the campsite, and I believe I paid 100 baht for 2 sleeping bags for 1 night. We brought our own tent. However, when I was there it was absolutely jam packed. Tents were SO incredibly close to each other. There were a lot of Thai families there, which made for a really nice atmosphere. Thai people are very serious about cooking at campsites (or at Khao Yai at least), it seemed like people were cooking and eating for hours into the night.

Some things to keep in mind: It gets cold in Khao Yai in December at night. I was very thankful that we had the sleeping bags! Also, the portable toilets are squat toilets. Yeah.



We did SO MUCH hiking at Khao Yai! On Sunday we hiked from 9:30am till about 5. We hiked alllll day. So if you like hiking you will love Khao Yai. There are short 45 min hikes and longer 3-5 hour hikes as well. We decided to do all the hiking on our own instead of hiring a guide. There were some advantages and also disadvantages to this. We had independence and got to explore where we wanted BUT we also didn’t really know where we were going or anything about the plants and animals around us. I believe the tour guides know a lot about the foliage and where the animals are, so next time I might try a tour. However, the forest was BEAUTIFUL, the air was clean, the trees were huge.  



Khao Yai is a National Park, not a zoo, so seeing animals is not guaranteed. However, in the one and a half days I was there I saw and heard a lot of birds, I saw baboons, I heard but didn’t see any gibbons and I also saw deer and porcupines. Oh and I saw a few HUGE spiders. It was scary. I did not see any elephants unfortunately. But I believe a big reason that I didn’t see elephants was because the park was so crowded that weekend. Pro Tip: If you want to see animals, go to Khao Yai on a day when there aren’t a million people there.


Overall I had an AMAZING TIME AT KHAO YAI! Khao Yai is one of those places that you need to go more than once, because you never know what you’ll see when you’re there.





Camping in Paradise

Another amazing weekend.


On Saturday, I took the train to Hua Hin, a beachy town right on the gulf, and met up with the usual crew (Lauren + Steph). The weather was a little drizzly, so after looking around a bit, we stumbled upon a Western style grocery store and bought all the fixings for tacos. Back at our Airbnb, we cooked up a feast of tacos/ nachos with what we were able to find. We made the best of our hodgepodge of ingredients, and enjoyed our interesting dinner on the balcony as the sun set.

Later that night, we went to the night market in town, which was super lively and filled with stands selling our favorite Thai dessert, known as roti (sweet crepes filled with banana and egg)!

In the morning, we hopped on a bright orange bus that brought us about an hour away to a town called Pranburi.


From Pranburi we persuaded a taxi to take us all the way to the beautiful Khao Sam Roi Yot National Park. As we were nearing our destination, the mountains came into view and I was so glad that we all share the same passion for and awe of the outdoors. 


Then we were there. We followed signs and began the 4 km hike to Laem Sala Beach and Phraya Nakhon Cave. The trail was really steep and rocky, but the views along the way made it so worth it.

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We stopped at the beach to attempt to take a cool (but poorly timed) handstand picture, and also to inquire about renting a tent for the night.


After a quick rest we began the steep ascent to Phraya Nakhon Cave. On our way, we saw monkeys! They were swinging on the trees above our heads as we hiked up and up. Then, at the top, we hiked down into the caves. Once we made it inside, it was clear to me that this would be one of the highlights of my time in Thailand. The temple inside the cave was illuminated by the light coming through the hole overhead. Despite its remote location, the whole chamber smelled of incense.

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We sat and stared at the temple, and refueled with some snacks before heading back down to the beach. We were happy to find that the tent we had rented (for 150 baht) was already set up for us under a shady patch of trees right by the beach. For some reason, we were the only people camping that night, so we had the place all to ourselves! We kicked off our hiking shoes, headed to the park restaurant, and ended the evening on the beach, swapping stories while watching the sunset.


The ground was hard, and we didn’t have pillows or blankets, but we managed to catch some z’s. (Side note: I’m currently reading a book about the Dytlov Pass incident, so sleeping in a tent was creeping me out a little!)

We got up early the next morning to watch the sunrise, then packed up and began our hike back to the visitors center. We were the first customers of the day, and we ate a colorful breakfast of pineapple fried rice.


A nice lady called us a “taxi,” (actually just a teenage Thai boy with a truck), and we insisted on sitting in the back. The views on the way back to Pranburi were stunning.


After a bus, a train and the trusty old songteow, I found myself back in Don Tum, ready to start another week of teaching.

That’s one more national park in the books, and another place checked off my bucket list.

Next stop: Khao Yai National Park!

A Week of Adventures in Chiang Mai

My roommate and I, plus three other friends we met at orientation, decided to take a trip to Chiang Mai since we had the week off from school. Here are some stories from our trip:

Day 1: Travel

We started off the trip on a stroke of luck. The plan was to take a 3-4 hour bus to Bangkok, and then to take an overnight train to Chiang Mai. After we got out of school on Friday, we thought we had about an hour to make it to the bus station just a 5-minute walk away from my house.   Thankfully, however, my other roommate who was also travelling to Bangkok ran into a man who owns a restaurant that we frequent, and he told her the bus was leaving NOW. She comes running back into the house yelling that we have to leave, so we drop everything we’re doing, grab our bags, and take a taxi to the bus terminal, which happened to be a different terminal than we thought we had to go to. We barely made it!

But the stress does not end when we get on the bus. The 3-4 hour trip ended up being over 5 hours in Bangkok traffic on a Friday, and we still had to get to the train station. We were running low on time, so when we arrived in Bangkok we got a motor-taxi to take us to the train station, since we knew they could zip through traffic and get us there more quickly than a car. Thankfully the driver drove safely, because the whole time I was thinking “Oh my, this could end terribly!” When I arrived I ran through the train station, found my train, and literally only had one minute to spare before the train left. But I made it! And the overnight train, albeit the food, was quite nice!

Day 2: Temples

Lets just say that I fell in love with Chiang Mai on the first day. It is a beautiful city filled with temples, restaurants, markets, bars with live music, and beautiful scenery on the outskirts of the city. The first day we explored some temples, including Wat Chedi Luang. which was very beautiful. The details on the temples, the intricate paintings and glistening gold and red colors were quite a lovely sight! At Wat Chedi Luang I was able to witness an initiation ceremony of a monk, and also attended a monk chat with my friends, where we were able to informally talk to a few of the monks about their lives.

Day 3: Temple in the mountains and Grand Canyon

We went to a very beautiful temple in the mountains called Wat Phra That Doi Suthep. The large, open temple area overlooks the city below, and shimmers magnificently with the sunlight on the golden structures. This temple is definitely a must-see if you ever find yourself in Chiang Mai.

We then went to the Grand Canyon in Chiang Mai, where you can jump off of the edge into a large body of beautiful water. It was a perfect way to cool off from the Thailand heat.

That night, we went to the Sunday Night Market, which was very cool. There was such a large variety of delicious food, paintings, and handmade items.

Day 4: Elephant Jungle Sanctuary

This was one of my favorite days. We traveled outside of the city, and spend the day feeding, bathing, and splashing around the water with the elephants. If you are interested in interacting with elephants, make sure to do your research before, as many companies that promote riding the elephants do not treat the animals with the best care.

Day 5: A day for relaxation

Day 6: Cooking class
This was another highlight from the trip. We went to Sammy’s Organic Cooking School, and learned how to make Thai food! We all had some options of what we wanted to make for the day, so I chose yellow curry, chicken-coconut soup, pad Thai, spring rolls, and a banana-coconut dessert. Sammy brought us to his home, which was lovely with a large garden where he grows many herbs and vegetables. My heart sang with happiness as we were guided through the process of making the curry paste and chopping vegetables, all while pleasant aromas filled the air. We first made and ate lunch, took an hour nap in the hammocks, and then we continued on to make out appetizer and dessert. And let me tell you, that meal was hands-down the best meal I’ve had so far in Thailand. As I ate my meal, I kept on thinking, “I can’t believe I made this!” What is great is that we were also given a cookbook, so I am excited to try to make some Thai dishes all on my own now. I highly recommend Sammy’s Organic Cooking School!

Day 7 & 8: Pai

Our hostel owner, who was ever so sweet and helpful, suggested that we take a short trip up to Pai, since we had a good while to be in Chiang Mai. So that’s just what we did. Getting there was literally quite a bumpy ride that had me feeling very dizzy all the way up, but once we got there I would say it was well worth it.   Pai is a small town about three hours northwest of Chiang Mai, and is home to beautiful mountains, waterfalls, a lively walking street with lots of food and clothing options. We had Thanksgiving together in Pai, the next day we explored a lovely waterfall not too far away from where we were staying. If Pai is a place you are interested in visiting, I would suggest staying over for a couple of nights, as this would provide you with more time to explore and to take in the beauty of Pai.

Day 9: Sticky Falls

On our last full day, we went to Sticky Falls, which is a waterfall that you can climb up because the rocks are not slippery. It was so much fun, and very relaxing!

Day 10: Home sweet home

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