Our Hilltribe Trek
Tuesday, April 24th, 2007Feb 26-28
There were two things that we had wanted to do in Chiang Mai. One was to take a Thai cooking course and the second was to do a hilltribe trek. Thanks to the state of our gastrointestinal tracts, neither Claude nor I were remotely interested in cooking or eating spicy Thai food. However, we were determined to see the hilltribes and had booked a three-day trek as soon as we arrived in Chiang Mai. We had debated between the classic 3-day trek which included an elephant ride and a bamboo raft trip and the more expensive eco-trek to a remote area in the hills where we would walk more and learn jungle survival skills (no elephants or rafting). Normally we would have chosen the eco-trek, but we thought the kids would enjoy the elephant ride and rafting more. In the end, it was probably a good thing that we chose the classic trek, because, in my weakened state, I wouldn’t have survived the eco-trek. On the third day after I got sick, I was still feeling very weak and nauseated, but our trip was already booked and the thought of spending three days alone at the guesthouse while Claude and the kids got fresh air and exercise did not appeal to me. So I sucked it up, took a couple of Imodium, said a prayer that the worst was over and we joined our group. [read on]
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