Life is full of bamboo.
Wednesday, November 15th, 2006These are the pictures of the glorious honeymoon sweet perched on the river pai. This shall be my last day here, as I finally tear myself away to head to the Golden Triangle Tomorrow.
I’ve always enjoyed travel. Whether, bus, car or bicycle, it can drain the saddness out of man quick and fill hip with spiritual ideals. I tend to focus on the immediate moment on a long bus ride, letting the scenery roll by as it comes. Not anxious and with no expectations, serene and calm. My 8 hour monk at the monastery said, “The present is all we have, the past is forgotten and the future is unknown.”
My last two days in Pai have been spent mainly on motorcycle, and this is where all these roadside analogies are coming from. To its credit, it’s more of a scooter than a motorcycle, but i’m very prideful in my manhood.
Tomorrow I plan to log 7 hours of bus travel if I can make it. My plan is to traverse way north, and the day after make it to the tourist spot where you can take a picture of Thailand, Laos, and Burma all coming together in a place called the Golden Triangle.