The life of Pai

Pai's reputation as a laid back hippy destination, didnt dissapoint. though there was little to actually do, the atmosphere and mix of ecletic cafes and bars made it our favourite place so far. arriving off the bus from the bustle of CM, the pace of life notable slowed. we stumbled across the most rickity bamboo bridge and fell upon an almost fairytale like bamboo village, with its riverside bar, kittens, communal fire and seating area blaring chilled music. Pure bliss. we soon fell in love with our charmingly rustic bamboo hut an absolute bargain at 1pound fifty, though R did take to washing her hair under the u bend of the sink rather then bother with the laughably ineffective shower or sink. after settln in for some dinner (in the only cafe we frequented thourghout our saty) an electric storm provided the town with evening entertainment as the sky lit up the lights went out and continued to f;licker for the rest of the evening. spent the noight socialising at our rivrside bar, marvellign at the existanece of our mojito bucket (thanks to top bar man Flukes).




at this point we decided it was time to fully embarace the motobikes - this time in the driving seat. aftre persuading a ratehr hesitant rental place we tentatively took to the roads - plunegd totally in the deep end as we headed for the largets petrol station in town. we hit a natural spring spa, Pai's very own Grand Canyon, a war bridge, and very shrivvled up decrepid waterfall all the while manouevering oursleves among all forms of thai traffic (cattle, dogs, chikcen, children...)


miraculously no scrapes despite R's mix up with the indicator and horn and slight difficulty with corners....after our adrenaline fuelled days we treated ourselves to manicures/pedicures/massages and facials..Daniella was especially pleased with the resulits (see beofre and after photos)