I love Pai.
I am so glad that I found this little peace of hippie heaven.
As I told you in my last blogg I really wasn't fussed about coming back to Thailand it was just cheaper to travel to Cambodia from here than it was direct from India. To fly to Cambodia from India was ridiculously expensive. But I am so so glad that I'm here.
I didn't visit Pai three years ago when I was in Thailand. I came as far as Chang Mai but couldn't be bothered with the 4 hour bus journey further north but several of my friends recommended Pai and said I would love it and I do. So thank you guys so much it is wonderful.
The journey from Chang Mai was tough. It is the windiest, bendiest road ever and even though it is beautiful with all the lush green tropical forest full of banana plants and mango and papaya trees it was horrific. I spent the 4 hours trying to keep my organic fare trade muesli in my stomach and not in my lap.
Now you are going to think I am a right snotty bitch when I tell you this story but as I said before this blogg is going to be completely honest and this is how I really feel.
There were six of us that were picked up from my guest house to travel from Chang Mai to Pai. There was and English tattooed couple, they looked in their early twenties, he was tall and skinny and she was knee high to a grass hopper a tiny little thing, really brown with peroxide blond hair that she fiddled with all the time. An Irish guy that looked Swedish with white blond hair and clear blue eyes and a guy that had the strangest accent I think he was probably German or perhaps Russian but was gorgeous to make up for it and then there was a quiet guy from Israel, you don't meet many quiet people from Israel travelling around south east Asia they are usually loud and proud and more often than not, completely wasted.
We all piled in to the back of a jeep that was going to take us to the actual mini bus but as soon as we got inside I began to feel irritated. I just wanted to be as far away from these people as possible. They just never stopped bloody talking and they were so bloody loud.
I have noticed that on this trip that I have really loved my solitude and I realise that I am actually a person that loves peace and quiet. I find it hard to believe myself because I have always been such a social person and guaranteed I am always the loudest person anywhere I go and if I go out with my friends I am always the craziest and the one who creates 'The Theatre' so it is as much of a shock to me than it must be to you that I am really loving this peaceful creature I seem to be growing into.
I know some of you are probably laughing at the screen right now or even flashing your bare arse to it in disgust but I'm being honest I really do love to be quiet now. I also realise that as soon as I have 1 drink I want to talk to someone, that is the only time really that I want company and music and noise so that is probably why I have talked none stop verbal dysentery since I was fourteen, because I was always bladdered drunk. But the real me without the 'Artificial stimulants' shall we say is actually a quiet soul and a soul that wants peace and solitude...I know who would of thought it!!
Anyway, I could not bare to listen to the crap that these people were talking. The English tattooed couple were the worst they just went on and on about everything they had seen, done, ate, said, sang, drank, drove, watched, smoked, loved, hated, missed just every bloody thing imaginable and the girl who was about 23 but looked about 12 never stopped talking about herself.
Everything that anybody said she would butt in before they had even finished leaning forward with her skinny tattooed arms waving in the air to get as much attention as she could and would say "oh but I think this" or "I would have done it this way" and "I feel this about that" she never shut her bloody cake hole for the whole journey. It was like she had just snorted a gram of speed she went on and on and bloody on.
She was one of those girls that wants to be one of the boys. She was telling the German guy with the gorgeous blue eyes the colour of the Artic sea that all of her friends are guys. I was finding it very hard to believe that she would get a pot plant to sit in the same room as her for long but anyway on she went. She was waffling on about how she goes out with the boys and they treat her as one of the lads and she is the only girl that goes to the football matches with them and they only girl that is allowed out with them on Saturday nights and she always ends up breaking up fights and diffusing situations because all the guys respect her and blah blah fukin blah, I was thinking one of these dudes is going to have to break up another fight in a minute if she doesn't shut her bloody trap and give the oxygen chance to circulate.
I just looked ahead and could not wait to be as far away from them as possible, I could not believe that I would be trapped inside a minibus with them for 4 hours. The Israeli guy never said anything and I caught him looking at me a few times maybe he was thinking what I was thinking. Then they were all asking each other were they were all from and they went on and on about it but no one asked me and I was glad. I had my back to them so I think they got the message.
When the jeep stopped the poisonous dwarf nudged the boys and said "get to the front of the mini bus don't sit in the back the AC is crap in the back of the mini buses in Thailand". She was one of those travellers that thinks they know everything about everything and of course she wanted to share her vast knowledge with 'The Boys', it was probably her first backpacking trip abroad "run for the front seats" and I watched her almost poll-volt herself out of the jeep over everyone's bags and run for the minibus.
Now she is just the kind of young lady I wouldn't mind breaking a nail over, I seriously would have loved to have kicked her up and down the road.
In she went right to the front seat next to the driver whilst looking behind all the time smiling and grinning about how lucky she was to be sat up front with the AC blasting on her 12 year old's body. She made a right show of herself smiling back at us all and informing us that she was going to be our guide for the day and to fasten our seat belts and enjoy the ride. I would have loved to fastened my seat belt around her throat and she probably knew all about enjoying 'The ride' that's probably why all those lads hang around with her!!! lol
Well the minibus was almost full and the boys had to go right to the back because those were the only seats that were free so their plan had fallen flat on its tits, but there was one seat left right behind the poisonous dwarf next to an American couple so I sat there. I was right by the AC outlet which was a bonus and I didn't even have to run. Running for a seat on a bus I have never heard the like, I cant stand selfish people like that I just let them run and were did It get them, no where.
Anyway the poisonous dwarf got her comeuppance the drivers girlfriend was coming on the trip with us to Pai. She opened the passenger door nearly taking it of it's hinges and in she came with her big breasts hanging out of her snide D&G glitter top in a cloud of cheap perfume. She shooed the English trap on legs over in the direction of the driver throwing her bag after her. I could have pissed myself the poisonous dwarf was forced to sit on a child's seat, which between you and me she fitted in perfectly, squeezed in between the driver and his larger than life chick Lol...now that is what I call Tough Shit Lady!!!! be careful what you wish for.
She never looked around again she just sat there with her hand on the ceiling above her head trying to hold on when we went around the bends and the drivers girlfriend was sleeping and was like a nodding dog and she kept nodding onto the poison dwarf's shoulder it was hilarious. When we made a toilet stop she complained to the driver that she was having to sit on a child's seat, it was child's booster seat and she was telling him that there were children in the bus and one of them should swap with her. The driver wasn't having a bar of it. He told her if she wanted to move she had to ask the parents of the children herself. Lol she was not amused, she flung her skinny arms in the air all dramatic and said "just fukin forget it" and stropped back into her booster seat, where she belonged. lol hilarious
Now I know that this is very naughty to be getting so much sick satisfaction out of watching the poisonous dwarfs misfortune and I do feel bad about that. It goes against everything I have learned in India about compassion and integrity and It shows me in not a very nice light, but I am not perfect and I don't pretend to be and she was such a twat and I'm hormonal at the moment and I get irritated more easily by things so yes it is wrong but I promise to try and be nicer next month.
As soon as we arrived in Pai I was out of that Jeep like shit off a chrome shovel and thank God I haven't seen any of them since.
I loved Pai as soon as I saw it and it is so so clean. To be honest though anywhere after India would seem clean. I mean the streets of India are not paved with gold they are paved with cow shit but I love it nonetheless.
I wandered around for a while trying to work out were to stay I had no idea where would be the best place and I had forgotten to write down the names of the places that my friend's had told me about so I just asked a few people and found a little wooden bungalow down a quiet backstreet for 150 Thai Bart which is about 3 pound. That will do nicely I thought.
The little Thai lady was small and cute and friendly and there was a beautiful black shiny minor bird in a cage outside my bungalow and even though I hate to see animals in cages he did make me giggle as he said Swadika (hello) as I walked past and whistled at me, it sounded just like a human.
My bungalow is dead cute and looks new, to be honest the whole village looks new and fresh and clean. Pai can't be very old it is all so spotlessly clean and well kept. It is also very flat so I will be running in the mornings for sure. The streets are big and wide and are lined with pretty bungalows renting rooms and organic tea shops and stalls selling Hippie clothes and Bob Marley T shirts. There are flowers everywhere, in pots ouside doors, in window boxes, in hanging baskets they even put petals in your drink.
It really is my kind of place and I decided that very first day that I would stay in Pai until my visa expires which is August 1st. I don't need to see anything else in Thailand I spent a month travelling around it 3 years ago and I have everything I need right here.
I found a wonderful eccentric yoga teacher Mama, she is 67 years old and looks 45 I can tell she has had a bit of a nick and tuck though, the taught look to the cheeks is a dead give away but fair play to her she is still wearing well.
I couldn't believe my eyes when I walked into her yoga school, right in front of me was a Hindu alter. There was Lord Krishna looking down on me playing his flute and Ganesha smiling whilst shoving a sweet into his mouth and the goddess Durga looking as fierce as ever. "I'm the only Hindu in the village" she said proudly and I was so chuffed I jumped with joy. I had been missing India so much, the chanting the praying and here I was in a beautiful room with a Hindu alter and wall covering s of the Taj Mahal and Shiva and incense burning and Hare Krishna music playing.
I signed up for a weeks yoga course with her that only cost 12 pound. That includes half an hour of meditation, 2 hours of yoga and lunch that Mama cooks for us, what a treat, home cooked Thai food.
I have only been here now 2 days but I am loving it. I do yoga in the mornings with Mama, she has got some moves that would make a hooker blush and then I go to the river. I don't get in it, it is as black as the black hole of Calcutta. I would probably get out with typhoid, a dead fish in my ear and an old welly boot stuck between the crack of my arse. But it is nice to sit next to it anyhow. It is quiet in town as it is the rainy season but it only rains for about an hour a day if that so I am alone nearly all day and I love it. I just sit and meditate by the river and read and its nice to be back in my bikini after months of been covered from tit to toe in India.
So that is about it, no dramas I'm afraid. I haven't touched a drop of alcohol since the debacle in Dharamshala a few weeks ago and I'm happy and peaceful and boring I suppose but I like it.
Anyway guys thanks very much for reading and if I get up to anything juicy like climbing up a sexy Israelis inner thigh you will be the first to know
Peace & Love Jacqueline x
I am so glad that I found this little peace of hippie heaven.
As I told you in my last blogg I really wasn't fussed about coming back to Thailand it was just cheaper to travel to Cambodia from here than it was direct from India. To fly to Cambodia from India was ridiculously expensive. But I am so so glad that I'm here.
I didn't visit Pai three years ago when I was in Thailand. I came as far as Chang Mai but couldn't be bothered with the 4 hour bus journey further north but several of my friends recommended Pai and said I would love it and I do. So thank you guys so much it is wonderful.
The journey from Chang Mai was tough. It is the windiest, bendiest road ever and even though it is beautiful with all the lush green tropical forest full of banana plants and mango and papaya trees it was horrific. I spent the 4 hours trying to keep my organic fare trade muesli in my stomach and not in my lap.
Now you are going to think I am a right snotty bitch when I tell you this story but as I said before this blogg is going to be completely honest and this is how I really feel.
There were six of us that were picked up from my guest house to travel from Chang Mai to Pai. There was and English tattooed couple, they looked in their early twenties, he was tall and skinny and she was knee high to a grass hopper a tiny little thing, really brown with peroxide blond hair that she fiddled with all the time. An Irish guy that looked Swedish with white blond hair and clear blue eyes and a guy that had the strangest accent I think he was probably German or perhaps Russian but was gorgeous to make up for it and then there was a quiet guy from Israel, you don't meet many quiet people from Israel travelling around south east Asia they are usually loud and proud and more often than not, completely wasted.
We all piled in to the back of a jeep that was going to take us to the actual mini bus but as soon as we got inside I began to feel irritated. I just wanted to be as far away from these people as possible. They just never stopped bloody talking and they were so bloody loud.
I have noticed that on this trip that I have really loved my solitude and I realise that I am actually a person that loves peace and quiet. I find it hard to believe myself because I have always been such a social person and guaranteed I am always the loudest person anywhere I go and if I go out with my friends I am always the craziest and the one who creates 'The Theatre' so it is as much of a shock to me than it must be to you that I am really loving this peaceful creature I seem to be growing into.
I know some of you are probably laughing at the screen right now or even flashing your bare arse to it in disgust but I'm being honest I really do love to be quiet now. I also realise that as soon as I have 1 drink I want to talk to someone, that is the only time really that I want company and music and noise so that is probably why I have talked none stop verbal dysentery since I was fourteen, because I was always bladdered drunk. But the real me without the 'Artificial stimulants' shall we say is actually a quiet soul and a soul that wants peace and solitude...I know who would of thought it!!
Anyway, I could not bare to listen to the crap that these people were talking. The English tattooed couple were the worst they just went on and on about everything they had seen, done, ate, said, sang, drank, drove, watched, smoked, loved, hated, missed just every bloody thing imaginable and the girl who was about 23 but looked about 12 never stopped talking about herself.
Everything that anybody said she would butt in before they had even finished leaning forward with her skinny tattooed arms waving in the air to get as much attention as she could and would say "oh but I think this" or "I would have done it this way" and "I feel this about that" she never shut her bloody cake hole for the whole journey. It was like she had just snorted a gram of speed she went on and on and bloody on.
She was one of those girls that wants to be one of the boys. She was telling the German guy with the gorgeous blue eyes the colour of the Artic sea that all of her friends are guys. I was finding it very hard to believe that she would get a pot plant to sit in the same room as her for long but anyway on she went. She was waffling on about how she goes out with the boys and they treat her as one of the lads and she is the only girl that goes to the football matches with them and they only girl that is allowed out with them on Saturday nights and she always ends up breaking up fights and diffusing situations because all the guys respect her and blah blah fukin blah, I was thinking one of these dudes is going to have to break up another fight in a minute if she doesn't shut her bloody trap and give the oxygen chance to circulate.
I just looked ahead and could not wait to be as far away from them as possible, I could not believe that I would be trapped inside a minibus with them for 4 hours. The Israeli guy never said anything and I caught him looking at me a few times maybe he was thinking what I was thinking. Then they were all asking each other were they were all from and they went on and on about it but no one asked me and I was glad. I had my back to them so I think they got the message.
When the jeep stopped the poisonous dwarf nudged the boys and said "get to the front of the mini bus don't sit in the back the AC is crap in the back of the mini buses in Thailand". She was one of those travellers that thinks they know everything about everything and of course she wanted to share her vast knowledge with 'The Boys', it was probably her first backpacking trip abroad "run for the front seats" and I watched her almost poll-volt herself out of the jeep over everyone's bags and run for the minibus.
Now she is just the kind of young lady I wouldn't mind breaking a nail over, I seriously would have loved to have kicked her up and down the road.
In she went right to the front seat next to the driver whilst looking behind all the time smiling and grinning about how lucky she was to be sat up front with the AC blasting on her 12 year old's body. She made a right show of herself smiling back at us all and informing us that she was going to be our guide for the day and to fasten our seat belts and enjoy the ride. I would have loved to fastened my seat belt around her throat and she probably knew all about enjoying 'The ride' that's probably why all those lads hang around with her!!! lol
Well the minibus was almost full and the boys had to go right to the back because those were the only seats that were free so their plan had fallen flat on its tits, but there was one seat left right behind the poisonous dwarf next to an American couple so I sat there. I was right by the AC outlet which was a bonus and I didn't even have to run. Running for a seat on a bus I have never heard the like, I cant stand selfish people like that I just let them run and were did It get them, no where.
Anyway the poisonous dwarf got her comeuppance the drivers girlfriend was coming on the trip with us to Pai. She opened the passenger door nearly taking it of it's hinges and in she came with her big breasts hanging out of her snide D&G glitter top in a cloud of cheap perfume. She shooed the English trap on legs over in the direction of the driver throwing her bag after her. I could have pissed myself the poisonous dwarf was forced to sit on a child's seat, which between you and me she fitted in perfectly, squeezed in between the driver and his larger than life chick Lol...now that is what I call Tough Shit Lady!!!! be careful what you wish for.
She never looked around again she just sat there with her hand on the ceiling above her head trying to hold on when we went around the bends and the drivers girlfriend was sleeping and was like a nodding dog and she kept nodding onto the poison dwarf's shoulder it was hilarious. When we made a toilet stop she complained to the driver that she was having to sit on a child's seat, it was child's booster seat and she was telling him that there were children in the bus and one of them should swap with her. The driver wasn't having a bar of it. He told her if she wanted to move she had to ask the parents of the children herself. Lol she was not amused, she flung her skinny arms in the air all dramatic and said "just fukin forget it" and stropped back into her booster seat, where she belonged. lol hilarious
Now I know that this is very naughty to be getting so much sick satisfaction out of watching the poisonous dwarfs misfortune and I do feel bad about that. It goes against everything I have learned in India about compassion and integrity and It shows me in not a very nice light, but I am not perfect and I don't pretend to be and she was such a twat and I'm hormonal at the moment and I get irritated more easily by things so yes it is wrong but I promise to try and be nicer next month.
As soon as we arrived in Pai I was out of that Jeep like shit off a chrome shovel and thank God I haven't seen any of them since.
I loved Pai as soon as I saw it and it is so so clean. To be honest though anywhere after India would seem clean. I mean the streets of India are not paved with gold they are paved with cow shit but I love it nonetheless.
I wandered around for a while trying to work out were to stay I had no idea where would be the best place and I had forgotten to write down the names of the places that my friend's had told me about so I just asked a few people and found a little wooden bungalow down a quiet backstreet for 150 Thai Bart which is about 3 pound. That will do nicely I thought.
The little Thai lady was small and cute and friendly and there was a beautiful black shiny minor bird in a cage outside my bungalow and even though I hate to see animals in cages he did make me giggle as he said Swadika (hello) as I walked past and whistled at me, it sounded just like a human.
My bungalow is dead cute and looks new, to be honest the whole village looks new and fresh and clean. Pai can't be very old it is all so spotlessly clean and well kept. It is also very flat so I will be running in the mornings for sure. The streets are big and wide and are lined with pretty bungalows renting rooms and organic tea shops and stalls selling Hippie clothes and Bob Marley T shirts. There are flowers everywhere, in pots ouside doors, in window boxes, in hanging baskets they even put petals in your drink.
It really is my kind of place and I decided that very first day that I would stay in Pai until my visa expires which is August 1st. I don't need to see anything else in Thailand I spent a month travelling around it 3 years ago and I have everything I need right here.
I found a wonderful eccentric yoga teacher Mama, she is 67 years old and looks 45 I can tell she has had a bit of a nick and tuck though, the taught look to the cheeks is a dead give away but fair play to her she is still wearing well.
I couldn't believe my eyes when I walked into her yoga school, right in front of me was a Hindu alter. There was Lord Krishna looking down on me playing his flute and Ganesha smiling whilst shoving a sweet into his mouth and the goddess Durga looking as fierce as ever. "I'm the only Hindu in the village" she said proudly and I was so chuffed I jumped with joy. I had been missing India so much, the chanting the praying and here I was in a beautiful room with a Hindu alter and wall covering s of the Taj Mahal and Shiva and incense burning and Hare Krishna music playing.
I signed up for a weeks yoga course with her that only cost 12 pound. That includes half an hour of meditation, 2 hours of yoga and lunch that Mama cooks for us, what a treat, home cooked Thai food.
I have only been here now 2 days but I am loving it. I do yoga in the mornings with Mama, she has got some moves that would make a hooker blush and then I go to the river. I don't get in it, it is as black as the black hole of Calcutta. I would probably get out with typhoid, a dead fish in my ear and an old welly boot stuck between the crack of my arse. But it is nice to sit next to it anyhow. It is quiet in town as it is the rainy season but it only rains for about an hour a day if that so I am alone nearly all day and I love it. I just sit and meditate by the river and read and its nice to be back in my bikini after months of been covered from tit to toe in India.
So that is about it, no dramas I'm afraid. I haven't touched a drop of alcohol since the debacle in Dharamshala a few weeks ago and I'm happy and peaceful and boring I suppose but I like it.
Anyway guys thanks very much for reading and if I get up to anything juicy like climbing up a sexy Israelis inner thigh you will be the first to know
Peace & Love Jacqueline x
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