She heard something ringing. She was groggy and mid-dream. It seemed too early for the alarm to be going off yet. She rolled off her hard bed and stumbled over to her cell phone. It read "PJ" and she grimaced and picked up.
"What?"
"Gooood Morning!"
"Good morning" she grumbled
"Are you ready?!"
"Ready for what.. what the hell time is it anyway?"
"Ready for hilltribe village, I forgot to tell you we're going up there this morning.. leaving by 7:30. Its 6:30 now"
"Jesus PJ... alright, I'll get Divya."
And thus began my morning. We quickly got ready, grabbed caffeine and awaited the four wheel drive truck that would be our chariot for the day. The Karen tribe is known for its festivals and today marks the "new rice" festival. I have no idea what that means except people put on their traditional garb and starting drinking rice whiskey at 9 o'clock in the morning. Funny... but true.
Shortly after arriving in Bon Lom and receiving a family blessing represented by white string wrapped around our wrists, shots of rice moonshine were passed around. I, of course, declined but watching Shafer and Divya was a sight to behold. It was probably the first time in years I wish I could have the experience... I mean seriously, who takes shots of homemade rice whiskey with tribal people in the Northern Mountains of thialand? Regardless, the moment passed and we continued on our day of food eating and traipsing through the mountains.
Adventures continued with seeing yet another cave temple, bamboo worm eating and meeting a cat who I named some greek name I now can't remember. The entire excursion took up our Thursday and was highly enjoyable if not slightly uncomfortable because of the mosquito hoard that has been hanging out around this area due to extreme rainfall. All in all.. not too shabby Thailand. Not too shabby.
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