Thailand

So, after the the Extreme Mountain Biking, Moni and I decided to do a days trek. Just a nice walk through the National Parks surrounding Chiang Mai - great.

What we got obviously, was something more like Extreme Jungle Mountain climbing....

I swear I am not making this up and I'm not just being a girl. It was the hardest bloody walk EVER!! We went right into the National Park jungle and the guides seemed to make up the trail as they went along, cutting bits off trees to mark where we'd been, hopefully so that if we walked in a circle we would know about it.

After an hour of falling down the mountain we came to the waterfall. We all jumped in as we were so hot and dirty and were happily swimming about and breathing normally again when a young girl spotted a snake in the water so we all got out sharpish!!

Noodles were served for lunch and then we started trekking again. Obviously this time we had to go up to the top of a mountain and after about 30 minutes of walking one German guy turned blue and almost stopped breathing. We had a little rest and then carried on, up and up and then down and down and then up and up again. There was no real track for us to follow and there were some really hairy bits were there'd be a steep drop into the jungle on one side so you couldn't really put a foot wrong!

Luckily we all finished the trek and the guides told us that we were the first group to finish it. Most people give up at the waterfall and opt for the elephant ride. I think we all wished we had known that was an option...!

The water turned a dark shade of brown when I had a shower and my sponge also turned brown, time for a new one.

Here I am, back in Bangkok and killing time before my flight to Singapore.

Got in on Sunday evening after a bad train journey. Went to book the
9am train but there were no 2nd class seats left, only 3rd class,
which means a hard seat and a fan (no air con). I should have left
and got a bus down but I've not travelled on the train around SE Asia so I thought I'd give it a go - whata mistakea to makea!!!!

3rd class is grim, reall hard plastic seats, a small fan and dirt! It felt like we were travelling in some sort of furnace. Even with the fans and the windows open it was hot hot hot. And it was packed.
Luckily, I got on early and got my seat but loads of people got on and no one ever seemed to get off so it just got fuller and fuller and hoter and hoter!!!

Even though it said it was a rapid train, there was nothing rapid
about the speed we were travelling at. Between some stations I
seriously thought I could run faster! Also, we seemed to stop at
EVERY station between Phitsanoluk and Bangkok. At one point, I looked at my train schedule and thought we should be stopping at a certain station but when we did stop, I realised the station that we were at was only just out of where we left - we were already running 2 hours behind....

Then, we pulled out of one station and then stopped again. We waited
for about 20 minutes, then there was an announcement and then
everybody got off!!! I obviously followed and after another 20 mins
another train pulled up, already full and we all had to squeeze on
that!! No seat for Janine this time, so I had to stand for the rest of the journey, another 3 hours!!!.

We finally pulled into Bangkok at about 7pm, we were meant to arrive at 3.40pm!!

I was so tired, sweaty and dirty that I thought sod it, nice hotel for me tonight!! I got a man at the tourist info office to book me my last remaining nights somewhere clean. I worried slightly when none of the hotels could accommodate me for 3 nights so in the end I
settled for the Mandarin last night and the Bangkok city in tonight
and tomorrow. The Mandarin was nice, quite posh with a pool. I
showered and counted my mozzie bites (about 10 new ones, 2 on my arm
have reacted quite badly so I look particularly attractive at the
moment!) and then ordered room service and watched a film!!

I moved this morning and spent a good hour looking for my next hotel
which is tucked down a side street. It's not as nice as the first one but it's nearer to the shops and Sky Train. I lost another stone in sweat whilst luggin my backpack around though. It must be about 36 degrees here, it's SO hot!! And I now weigh about 4 stone with all the fluids I'm losing just walking around, nice!

Anyway, just been for a look around and I am in the middle of shopping heaven again. There are so many department stores around here it's untrue, I could spend a fortune if I had it to spend! I really want to spend but there's no point really, I don't need anything new at the moment and I'll still be a traveller when I get to OZ so I'll still fit in with all my shit clothes!!!! I might be a few new tee shirts although some prices here don't seem to be as cheap as they were in Vietnam. I've seen a lot of Westerners walking around with loads of shopping bags so it's obviously the place to come when you've finished your Asia holiday and heading home.

Again tonight, I couldn't find a nice restaurant so ended up with
Pizza Hut - I've never eaten so much Western fast food!!! But I
couldn't face anything too exciting as I spent a good amount of time on the loo this morning (I felt the need to share that!!) Probably because I was dehydrated after my long train journey and not drinking to avoid the loo on the train ( the smell alone was enough to make me decide I didn't want to use it!)

Well, it's Wedneday evening here in Chiang Mai and I had to write this blog befoe I forget what a truely hair raising day I had today.

It began yesterday, during the Thai cooking course. We had a full day of preparing, cooking and eating 5 delicious Thai meals all in this little Teak house just down the road from where I was staying. We had a really nice group of people including an Austrian girl called Mooni who I got chatting to whilst we were making Thai Red Curry.

I was deliberating about whether to go for a trek or whether to go mountain biking, or both. I really fancied giving the mountain biking a go and she said that she'd come with me, so after the course we went to book a tour. There were a number of different rides to choose from and we fancied the Himalayan as it looked a bit more adventurous then some of the others and yet it said it was OK for beginners which I clearly am seeing as I've not ridden a bike for years.

Anyway, after speaking to the bloke that organises the tour he said they weren't doing that one at the moment for safety reasons (!) and so we chose the Highlander. Pick up is at 9:30am and they provide all the equipment including body armour...

So, this morning I climbed into the truck with Mooni and met a Scottish couple (Fran and Paul) and an English guy (Simon). Fran was saying how nervous she was despite being quite a keen cyclist and having a mountain bike back home. Simon then started to inform us how difficult the terrain was where we were going and showed us all his cuts and bruises from 2 day ago. This is when I started to worry too.

When we arrived at out starting point, high in the mountains (about 4000 feet up) I really started to panic when they got all the safety equipement out. We had helmets, elbow guards, lower leg and knee guards and chest plates.... We looked like American football players when we had all the gear on!!

When I eventually got on the bike I really really started to worry - it seems I have become some sort a bike riding spastic for want of a better word. It was the most difficult bike to ride EVER. It only had about 18 gears but as soon as I started riding I knew that I'd only be using 1 gear and the brakes.

We set off and on the road it wasn't too bad and I started to feel a bit more comfortable. Until of course we broke off onto the dirt roads and that's where the touble really started. The roads we went along were too treacherous to walk along, never mind ride a bloody bike across. I fell off instantly.

Our guide was very nice but mostly he shot off into the distance with Paul and Mooni (who I later found out does loads of mountain biking at home) and so it left Fran and I riding at what I felt was break neck speed through the jungle and twisty turny mountain roads but in reality I'm sure my granny could have ridden faster....

It took us about 4 hours to get down the mountain and it was the most scary yet exciting day I've had. It was mostly downhill which made it more difficult (you'd be surprised!) because the whole time you had to stand up and lean back and apply the brakes (mostly me doing that as I didn't want to go too fast down a rocky mountain track with a sheer drop on one side). It was really really bumpy with treet roots and boulders all the way down and really steep.

Luckily I wasn't the only person to fall off although I'm sure their falls were far more spectacular than mine given the speeds they were riding at!

At the end, our guide said that it was a medium level course that he'd taken us on so I was quite pleased that it wasn't the novice track but more pleased to be off the bike!

We all decided that it was definitely Extreme Danger Mountain Biking!

Well, at least I did it. I have sore thighs (from standing up on the bike) and sore shoulders and arms from tensing so much all the way down! Some sort of massage is in order but that will have to wait until tomorrow night, as I have a full day of trekking tomorrow - just call me Action Woman!!

Perhaps I should rename this blog Dumbass Travels after today...

Today I had palns but failed miserably....

Didn't do into Grand Palace temple cos some Thais guy told me it was a special buddha day and I wouldn't be allowed so wondered around instead. Luckily I didn't go where he wanted me to go cos then I would feel really stupid and not just slightly stupid...

Then I went on a long tail boat and was charged a fotune (so I learner after..)

I got really excited in taking lots of photos with me new camera and then the battery ran out.

Then I walked to the Thai boxing arena and got lost in a dodgy area.
Found my way out - decided to go on the Sky Train only to take the
Underground instead (wondered why it was so dark!)

I got sunburnt, my neck and forehead are really red and sore. A guy in the lift at the hotel has just had a nice chuckle at my expense!

Then I nearly died of hunger so ordered noodles and drink and the
drink had ice in and tomorrow I will probably have disentry...

Then I realised that the place I thought was the Thai boxing arena was not and that the actual arena where they show Tahi boxing is just up the road from where I am staying...

Stupid is as stupid does!!!!!

Luckily, a nice chap from Scotland made it all worth while by buying
my drinks when I was in an Irish pub (I needed the loo and a beer)

So, now I have to decide whether to stay another night to see some Thai boxing or just head off out to Cambodia...

So here I am, in the hub of SE Asia and it is noisy, smelly, pretty dirty and full of people. I kind of like it!

It's only day one so I am just getting used to being away as a "billy no mates"

I've spent the day wondering around the area where I am staying and getting lost but trying to look like a cool traveller type, of which there are many here. I must stand out like a sore thumb!

One nice Thai chap did come up to me and asked to take my photo (surely it's supposed to be the other way around!) So, I stood nicely for him whilst he re-arranged my hair and told me not to look at the camera but keep my eyes open and bright and then took about 8 photos. I learned that he was a photography student and he wanted to take lots of pictures of beautiful people and I was just perfect for this.

OK, so he didn't say beautiful but I'm sure that's what he meant..!

That's it for the first blog. Will write more when I've actually done something.