A trip to the Burmeese border

It sounds so simple, doesn't it? But oh-no, it turned out to be quite an adventure! I'll start from the beginning.

A group of students from Bangkok came up to the farm where I was staying in northern Thailand one day. They were going to one of the hill tribe villages in the area to give them loads of stuff that they had collected in Bangkok and everyone staying on the farm was invited to come with them for the day.

After breakfast we jump on the back of one of the many vans going and set of towards the mountains. We sit there talking, drinking beer, enjoying the beautiful scenery and I feel so lucky to be exactly where I am. Life is beautiful.


We drive for a few hours before we arrive at the small hillside village where the school is. The children come running and gather around as we unload the trucks. The kids are adorable, dressed in traditional clothes and rather shy when it comes to us foreigners. We just manages to get everything under roof before a massive rainfall comes upon us.It rains for about 20minutes before it clears up again, the sun comes out and we go back to playing with the children.

Sandot (the guy who runs the farm I'm staying at)asks if we wanna head further up in the mountains to visit the village where most of the kids are from. To us that sounded like an offer we couldn't resist, so we jump on the back of the cars again and wave goodbye to the kids.

We quickly realize that driving further is not going top be easy. The rains have made the dirt roads to mud roads, and after about five minutes driving we get stuck. A huge tree has fallen across the road, seeing that it is useless for us to try and move it, we decide to walk the three kilometers to the village.

Three kilometers doesn't sound a lot, but on the muddy mountain roads, it took us about one hour.

As we're about half way there, the sky darkens yet again and we see big clouds heavy with rain rolling towards us across the valley. Not knowing how far we have left, we don't really know what to do, but decide to continue to the village. Hopefully we reach it before the sky opens again.

I enjoy the walk, the scenery is gorgeous, the people I'm with are great and we have loads of fun getting to the village. Shoes was given up on a long time ago so we wander the muddy roads beer foot and by the time we reach the village, we are all covered in mud.

Within five minutes of reaching the village, the sky opens and it pours down like I've never seen it before. We seek refuge in a small shop where we sit with the locals watching the roads turn to rivers within minutes. The wind howls, bamboo snaps and breaks all around us as we sit there and wait for it to stop. When we didn't think it could get any worse, it starts to hagl!


We give up hope on getting back that eavening and come to terms with the fact that we most likely have to spend the night there, when Sandot turns up with his car and is ready to take us back. The only problem is that we are 15 people, and his little car cant really handle that many people. We weren 8 on the back, 5 inside and 2 were hanging from each door. The car was sliding sideways on the slippery roads and all of a sudden, the suspencion breaks. Everyonehas to get out and walk back to where the other cars are waiting. The rain is not as bad anymore, but the roadsareway worse than when we came in to the village. We struggle up the hills, taking three steps forward and sliding two steps back. Muddy, wet and exhausted we finally make it to the cars, climb in and head back to the farm in the freezing night.

A real Thailand experience as Sandot said. You can never prepare for that and it's always loads of fun!

Tacomepai

Cotton picking, reagga festival, bamboo and clever solutions, hot springs and mud baths, scooter trip in the beautiful nature, communal dinner around the fire, a sky full of stars, gitar and beautiful people.

That's Tacomepai for me.

my wonderful bamboo hut

de-husking rice for dinner

THe kitchen

Hot springs and mud bath

Around the fire at night

Angkor Whaaaat?

Banteay Samre, my favorite temple!

Preah Khan

Ta Phrom, the famouse one where the trees grows over the buildings

the temple of Banteay Srey, made out of pink limestone

the beautiful faces at Bayon temple

carving somwhere

Angkor Wat

Our South Korean tourist picture

the sunset at the Sunset Temple

In the jungle!

After a few days in the sleepy town of Kratie, where I spent my days strolling around the market, drinking ice coffee and watching the Irrawaddy dolphins in the Mekong river, I took an impulse trip up to Banlung in the north eastern parts of Cambodia.

Ratanakiri is a beautiful region with red dirt roads and green forestry hills and I went with some girls I had met to swim in crater lakes and shower under waterfalls, it was wonderful!

molly and me under the waterfall

The next two days we spent hiking in the jungle. We had a really col guide and a ranger that made us walking sticks and coffee cups of Bamboo. I think that is the coolest coffee cup I have ever seen!

Our man making the bamboo cups

There were hardy any paths to be seen, but the ranger knew his way around in the jungle and after about six hours of walking we arrived to where we were spending the night.

Crossing the river

Our campsite was beautifully located by a small river, and as our guides made a fire and prepared for dinner, we walked further up the river to find a place where we could swim and cool down. It was a beautiful and calm spot, and it felt great to relax after the hike.

swimming in the river

As we came back to the campsite the food is already cooking in long bamboo sticks placed on the fire and we sit down to try out our new coffee cups. The food is great and we sit by the river chatting untill the sun went down and the stars came up. When darkness came upon us, our guides asks us to borrow our flash lights cus they wanna go hunting for frogs to make us a late night snack. As we watch them disappear further up the river all we can hear is the sound of frogs and insects. I have no idea what is out there, and I really don't want to know either.

our food is in the bamboo sticks on the left

After about an hour the guides come back with a bucket full of frogs, crabs, shrimps and small fish that they cook with garlic, chili, lemon grass and some other herbs that they had found in the jungle. The frogs are delicious, and since I'm the only one who really eats any of it, I got as much frog legs as I wanted! Love it!


When there were no more jungle frogs left, we took our blankets and climbed into our hammocks and fell asleep under the starlit sky in the jungle in northern Cambodia.

Taxi ride Cambodian style

I was in Kampot in southern Cambodia just relaxing, barely moving out of my chair for three days. Just looking at the river and reading my book and enjoying doing nothing. But I couldn't stay there forever so I decide to take a shared taxi back to Phnom Penh. The bus took five hours but apparently the taxis only take three. So the choice was easy.

Me and Meredith (a girl I met at the guest house) gets picked up and the car is empty. We had been told that it would be really crowded so we were a bit surprised. But of course, we spent about an hour driving back and forth and here and there picking up people. And at the end there were eight of us in the car. Meredith and I shared the back seat with two girls that sit making out basically the whole ride, and in the front there is the driver and three sweaty football players that came straight from a match. And yes, one of them do share seats with the driver (don't understand how the driver actually manages to drive, but somehow he does, probably not the first time he does this). And then, of we go.

We go for about 100 meters and then we stop. Oh no, not more people we think. But they were just buying fish. We made sure it was placed in the trunk and not in the car. And then we head of for real this time. Music comes on. A horrible high pitch female voice talk and sing and it's painful cus it's too loud. And then there is the honking. Every 10 seconds the driver honks. Great!

And then, after five hours we arrive. Dammit, we should have taken the bus!

Vietnam in pictures

The chaotic streets of Hanoi

Christmas was spent in Halong Bay

We finally found the beach!!!

fruit seller in HoiAn

the water buffalo manFun on the beach
Rice paddies

sun rise

A brief summary of the last weeks

After spending some time in the Tibetan area in Western Sichuan, I went south through an amazing mountain landscape. The roads were clinging to the steep mountain side as we climbed peak after peak. I'm sure one should have been a bit worried on roads like these, but I was too busy admiring the the scenery to worry about anything at all.

I went straight down to Tiger Leaping Gorge with two guys I had randomly met on my way down. In the Gorge, we met up with two Canadians and two Russians that we did the 8 hour trek with. The four first hours were straight up, and I mean straight up!

Tiger Leaping Gorge

Climbing up I was exhausted, my legs were shaking and I didn't think I was gonna make it. But as I reached the top and caught up with the others, it was all worth it. The views were stunning, the sky was blue and the sun was shining (got the first sunburn of the trip) and life was beautiful sitting on the terrace of halfway lodge and just looking at the sky!Happy to arrive after a long day hiking

The Canadians wanted us to come to Lijang with them to attend a traditional Naxi wedding. And who can say no to such an offer? The wedding was amazing; food, beer, cigarettes and more food. Naxi dancing - and yes, we were dancing with them - parades through the streets, traditional clothes and a really cool naxi priest that wanted me to marry a swedish guy. I kindly refused and the festivities went on untill late. We were sitting around a big fire, drinking and playing games. The game was simple, the person who got the red scarf thrown at them, had to sing a song. I sang a norwegian drinking song and everyone laughed.

parading through the streets in Lijiang

I think this guy was some sort of Naxi priest

I ended my stay in China in a town called Yangshuo. It's a major tourist spot, but still, really beautiful. Just 10 minutes outside the town by bike there is no one around but the farmers and their animals. It's a peaceful place and I enjoyed hanging out and just relaxing there for a few days.Boat trip on the Li river

Now I am in Hanoi, Vietnam! It's a bussy and noisy city. There are scooters and motorbikes everywhere and it is way more crowded here than in China. And it's still a bit cold, but just for a few more days now. I'm going on a three days cruise in Halong Bay over christmas and then I'm goign south. South to sun screen weather and flip-flops. To beaches and fresh fruits. The mangos here are heavenly!