Life is tough. Or so Meag and I keep telling each other. Often at the end of a day we make sure to congratulate each other on a "job well done", because if we don't I think our moral would drop too much. I mean we have a lot to get done in a day. Finding a place to stay, picking out 3 delicious meals, getting a massage or some other form of relaxation, visiting temples, elephant camps or rafting, and then we usually have to finish this off with some form of drink at night. I know, its a tough life, but someone has to do it.

After the cooking course, where I last left you, Meag and I went to a Thai Boxing Match and watched guys kick and punch the hell out of each other. We had planned to do a thai boxing course the next day, but we were both kind of deteered by this. I really don't know how they can hit each other repeatedly and not even get phased by it. I would get hit once and be down for the count.

A couple days later I did a trip while Meag had to get some computer stuff done. It didn't start off too well as we had gone out pretty hard the night before. Meag makes me do it, I swear. We met up with some English guys and headed to a bar. We were at the place for about an hour before we realized it was a Gay Bar. Meag and I thought it was great, because for once we weren't the ones being looked at. But the guys might have felt a little uncomfortable.

So the next morning we are a little confused when someone is banging on our door. Meag yells that "we don't want our room cleaned" and I yell that "yes, we will be staying another night", only to open the door and find out that its the travel agent and i have slept it. SO I scramble to get my stuff together and run out the door in one minute. Only when I get in the van do I realize that I have my board shorts on inside out. Classy.

We visited 2 "indigenous" villages in the area and a waterfall where we could have swam, but probably would have drown. The highlight of the tour for me was visiting another elephant conservation camp. But this one had BABIES! I have never seen a baby elephant before. We got bananas to feed them along the way so I kept luring the baby to stay beside the elephant I was on. Whenever it tried to walk away I would stick a banana down by it's trunk and get it back. My partner for this trek was a Japanese guy, who may or may not have been a movie star, and may or may not have been more famous than Brad Pitt. There was a lot lost in translation.

Our last stop of the day was bamboo rafting down a river. I tried my hardest to squat the entire time so I wouldn't soak my bum. But much to my dismay the guides ended up soaking me anyways. Their favourite joke was yelling "crocodile!" and when you would look they would splash you from behind with their bamboo pole. I caught on and wouldn't turn but then they just splashed my front instead. I was glad I wasn't with the Greek guy wearing only a speedo though, (all of us were fully clothed), because he quickly became their target for soaking. They made him fall in, dragged him under trees so he would have to jump in and brought him down a waterfall that got him drenched, while the rest of us walked down instead.

The next day we began our long journey to Luang Probang in Laos, which took us 3 full days of travelling. And I will write about later.