A Belgium woman, a French woman, a Canadian man, two Austrians, two Spaniards and three Thais walk into the jungle.
The first Thai man says: ‘Let’s walk for four hours in the jungle.’
The second Thai man says: ‘It rained a lot yesterday so be careful not to slip.’
Plot twist! The Belgium woman doesn’t do anything silly but the French woman falls ALL OVER THE PLACE.
The gaffa tape held for about an hour then decided trekking wasn’t quite its thing
So I went for a walking trek in the jungle north of Chiang Mai. Fortunately, I managed to pick the one rain-free day that week, which made the trek much more pleasant. Unfortunately, it’d rained the day before, and a shoe malfunction (the sole separated from the shoe out of nowhere two days before – damn you, Quechua) meant my hike was akin to ice-skating. It was worth it for the sights, though…
Our little group vs big tree in the middle of the trail
The first half of the trek was one big slippery mess, on narrow mountain-side trails going way up and way down. It wasn’t the most reassuring experience but it was some well-needed exercise, and made us really keen to get into the waterfall for a swim…
The guy on the left was fixing the bridge while we were crossing…
Met this baby monkey at our lunch spot – BABY MONKEY!!!!!
Na na na na na na Batman!
After the bat cave, it was back to the city for a well-deserved shower and a giant bowl of curry. And more rain. Always more rain. Another month and a half of the rainy season ahead… (Although, I’ve now arrived in Laos and it’s been wonderfully sunny for three days, so who knows!)