After wolfing down as much food as our ever-expanding waistlines could handle and snapping a quick picture in front of our guesthouse, we set off on a sketchy 10 hour long night bus journey to the Northern Capital and 2nd biggest city in Thailand – Chiang Mai
The bus journey ended with us being dropped off at 6AM on a ghostly quiet street in our new hometown of Chiang Mai. Excited and not able to sleep, we rented peddle bikes and set off to explore new territory. Weaving through narrow alleys and chaotic streets buzzing with life, we stumbled upon a few diamonds in the rough. The first being a small market where the physically and mentally disabled residents sell their crafts and other works of art – That’s where I picked up this hand carved wooden tuk tuk (my prized possession thus far in Thailand – Seen Below)
Oh, I should have mentioned that along the bike ride we made a stop at house that provides post-school programs for the development of handicapped people where we made the first of many donations to their cause thanks to the money we were given at X-mas time by my parents. We’ll make sure it goes to good use.
All that biking left us with dangerously low energy levels. The only reasonable thing to do was to replenish our energy levels with beer at the famous “Night Bazaar” in Chiang Mai.
The next morning we hit the cliffs for some rock climbing at “Crazy Horse Buttress” in mountains surrounding Chiang Mai. This was Megan’s first attempt at climbing so she was understandably hesitant, but in little time she was climbing like a pro.
The 50 meter cave rapell (seen from below in the first pic) at the end of the day had her looking about as white as Michael Jackson and put her heart into some funky rhythms I’m sure, but she pulled through. Here are some pics of the day (none of the ones of Meg turned out)……(actually they did but she said they made her bum look funny so I couldn’t post them on the blog)…. (no, she hasn’t proofread this yet)….:

The 50m cave rapell as seen from the bottom of the cave. You can see the rope we came down on if you look hard enough.
The next day we set off to Baan Chan Elephant Sanctuary where they rescue abused elephants from bad owners and give them a proper home. They day started off with us feeding the elephants to get them used to us. Our elephant was named “Madame”.
After all that elephant business, it was time for the Saturday market which meant one thing……. STREET FOOD!

















































