Ka Pai ana.

We've been in Pai for the last three nights and it has been absolutely WICKED, my favourite place so far. It was a really windy journey heading up here, and we are quite high up in the mountains. The town is soooo chilled, and the people are completely relaxed, it's a fantastic atmosphere.

Quent and I hired mopeds on our second day and hooned off all over the place, checking out the waterfalls and canyons and generally just having a great time driving everywhere. We've been hanging out with some English blokes Rob and Nick who we met in Chiang Mai, and the infamous Ned also strutted into town on our second day too (and then got so drunk he fell asleep in the toilet of a bar and nearly got arrested by the Thai police, hmmm).

Last night was our last here and we got down with all the hippies in this forest clearing... this party was the talk of the town all week, and all the locals turned up, plus a good number of people who must have been at the original Woodstock. It was flowing kaftans and baggy trousers central. Hilarious.

Big journey ahead of us today as we get a minivan back to Chiang Mai, then the overnight bus back to Bangkok. We'll pick up our passports, complete with Vietnamese visas, and head off by plane to Hanoi on Monday morning. Choice.

PS - I've given up hope of Quentin ever posting on this blog again.