I just finished solidifying my plans for the upcoming week. I'm heading to Bangkok this afternoon followed by a flight this evening to Hanoi (Vietnam). I'll probably hang out there for a bit and take a 2 day boat tour of Halong Bay. If I have time I may try to head south to Dalat or further north.
I went drinking with some of the people I met on the trek and things got a little messy. If my recollection is correct we went to five bars and I was conscious for the first four. The beer here is strong around 6.4% and eventually we started ordering some Samsong buckets (I think that's what they were called) which as far as I know consist of two ingredients; redbull and vodka...lots of it. Things went downhill after a series of drinking games and eventually we somehow made it home in one piece. All the pictures are up on facebook unedited, so some of them suck pretty bad. One of the more memorable incidents was when this guy Paul decided to give some children "life advice" about what they were currently doing (they were trying to sell Flowers at 2am) and ended up giving them 100 baht to "start off on the right foot".
The next morning I was awoken by loud banging on my door. As I got up and answered it was the Tailor who had my suit ready for my final fitting. I drunkenly put on the pants and jacket and realized that the colours didn't match. It turns out that I had previously mentioned that I liked this one other fabric, but wouldn't have time to come back into the shop. The tailor took that comment as "please track down my saleswomen, locate the fabric and make me a second suit". At this point I had no choice but to stumble to a cash machine (drunk I might add) take some money out and pay them so I can nurse my hangover. In the end I really do like my second suit!
When I finally got up and checked out of the hostel, I went to the zoo with the same people and stumbled around for about two hours. We refused to walk, so we waited for the tour bus to come back after it dropped us off at each exhibit. We had breakfast at this small Thai shop where the women serving us said we looked a little "down" and gave us some Japanese tea to make us feel better. This stuff was great. It tasted horrible, but I felt much better and more awake afterwards.
Later the next day we went back to one of the bars we had previously been drinking at and the owner came up to us and let us know just how drunk we had gotten. I guess after all the other bars closed, we tried getting back into his bar for more drinks. He thought we were great.
Eventually, I tried booking a ticket on an overnight train to bangkok, but it was sold out, so I ended up staying in Chiang Mai for an additional night. This morning, I'll probably just explore the city and get a massage.
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