I was revving up the scooter as we were approaching a steep slope. We’re chasing waterfalls and exploring the chill area of Pai in Northern Thailand. As I reached the maximum speed, I noticed that we’re getting nowhere but downward. We quickly got off the motorbike and pushed it upwards instead. After sweating bucketsful, we arrived safely on top of the slope and laughed so hard on this obstacle.
Pai is one of those impulse side trips that we didn’t
originally include in our two-month backpacking trip around Southeast Asia. But
I do believe that everything happens for a reason. What supposed to be just a side trip turned out to be one of
our most memorable trips ever.
After surviving the 762 curves from Chiang Mai to Pai
(yes, someone counted it), we arrived at the town center feeling dazed and
lost. We were then collected by our lovely host, owner of the House of Love at Pai, and were taken to our lovely home for three days.
We rested on the open balcony of our Bungalow house gazing
over the rural scene of Northern Thailand. With no plans or whatsoever (which
had been the prevalent theme of this trip), we asked for the advice of our host
on where-to-go and what-to-do stuff.
Kiki suggested for us to hire a scooter from the
resort which costs around 100 Baht (US$ 2.82) per day. I hopped on and
relearned my motorbike riding skills for a few minutes. Then off we went for a great adventure on our first day in Pai. But first, we
filled it up with petrol at 60 Baht (US$ 1.69) for full tank, quite cheap
right?
Meet Scoopy. Our 100-Baht per day scooter in Pai :) |
As suggested by Kiki, we headed first at Pai Canyon (Kong Lan). The sun was starting to bid
its last farewell as we climbed up the steps to the canyon. I never expected
anything at this point as I’ve never been to a canyon before. The moment I saw
the mountainous part of Thailand from my standpoint, I wanted to scream to the
world but was hindered by the group of hikers who seemed to be elated with the
30 to 50-meter vertical drops around the hill.
I walked further and saw how steep the hill was. There
was even a narrow path leading to the other hill. I was slowly pacing toward
the other end and afterwards, decided to just stay there and not to go further.
I wouldn't dare! |
There’s this lady who was staring blankly on
nothingness, a guy who almost slipped while doing his balancing act on one of
the edge, a biker who literally biked his way up and down the crazy narrow paths
and a guy who positioned himself on one of the pathways and started playing a
steel hand drum that motioned everyone to stop what they’re doing and just
focus. The hum from the drum soothed everyone as we all waited for the sun to
retire that day. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else at that exact moment.
We wanted to explore some more but decided to linger
that cherished moment. We biked our way to the famed Pai Walking Street (Rungsiyanon Road) for an
exciting night.
Located at the town center, the Pai Walking Street is
famed for its artsy cafés, street bazaars, guesthouses (check here) and cheap yummy food that lined the
street. It took us one hour to walk down the road, not that it was lengthy, but
we had so much fun checking out the real cool shops around that we spent so
much time.
The next day was the
battle day. Me and my buddy woke up early as planned to explore more of what
Pai has to offer. So after a hefty brekkie meal at the resort, we went on with
our adventure.
I kept on reminding myself to stay on the left side of
the road as I drove on the steep slopes of Pai. Kiki, our host, suggested on
catching the sunrise on a Chinese village somewhere. She drew a map that will
lead us to the interesting sights to see and we ardently followed it.
We’re too late for the intended sunrise-watching. The Santichon Yunnan Village houses almost
2,000 Chinese residents from the Yunnan province who settled in Thailand during
Mao’s Communist reign. A Chinese arch greeted us as we parked our scooter on a
vacant lot. The steep road leading to the village was lined with gift shops and
eateries that seemed to be closed during our visit. It was summertime in
Thailand and tourists seemed to be in beaches rather than the boondocks.
Chinese Village |
We walked further and entered the village. At first, I thought that the houses that dotted the vast grassland
were legit ones. I was kinda disappointed when I realized that those were,
again, shops that offer Chinese knickknacks. It was more of a theme park rather
than an authentic village.
Human-powered ferris wheel |
They use clay as building material |
We were traversing the almost deserted road when we
reached a very steep slope. I was revving up until I couldn’t do so. After
which, I realized that we’re not going any further but downward. I shrieked and
asked my buddy to get off the scooter so we could carry it on our way up. We
almost fell but still managed to move the scooter on top of the slope. We
laughed about it and regrouped right there and then.
We got to the end of the road and noticed that we’re
the only ones who were there at that time. The downward trek was an easy one,
until it started to drizzle. We carried on and reached the waterfall that
seemed to be not in its magnificent state. The dry summer brought nothing but
trickles of water. We wanted to swim but the shallow water hampered us to do
so. We should come back here when we
could slide down the waterfall cliff, I kept on telling my buddy.
At the hottest hour of a summer day, we drove to our
next destination. I was keeping a manageable speed when I felt that something
was wrong with our scooter. And then I noticed that our rear tire was flat;
like we’re running flat for 10 minutes already.
I left my buddy and asked him to check me out on the
nearest motor workshop where I could get some air to fill up the tire. I
hastily drove and asked the people on the houses I passed by if there’s a
workshop on that isolated area. All of them pointed me to the Chinese Village,
around 3 kilometers from where I was. I moved fast, but then someone honked at
me and then I realized that I was on the right side of the road. If it wasn’t
for that person, I would’ve crashed with a fast car on a blind curve. Whew.
To cut it short, the guys at the workshop replaced the
tire interior with a new one and asked me for 100 Baht (US$ 2.82) for
everything. My buddy also reached the place after the work was done. We both
laughed, again, as this trip was starting to be all about our motorbike
mishaps.
With our new and improved tire, we traveled to the
road leading to Pam Bok Falls. Halfway to the waterfall, we passed by the Pai Land Split where a steep upward
trek brought us to the top of the hill where we spotted the land split. There
were no earthquakes or heavy downpour that caused this unusual phenomenon, they
just woke up one morning and realized that the land divided just like that. And
it happened again and again. Kinda interesting spot but surely you could
disregard this spot on your visit.
Pai Land Split |
Chilling on a native hut |
Pam Bok Falls |
Pai
Memorial Bridge or Pai’s World War II Memorial Bridge is a steel truss
bridge that became one of the famous sights in Pai. I parked the scooter and
walked our way to the bridge. After crossing it, we realized that we could
actually go down the bridge to check out Pai River. We chilled on the native
hut cabanas on the shallow water with sodas in tow.
Made in U.S.A. |
Well hello there, Jack Sparrow! |
We walked further and reached an area wherein a young
man was doing an afternoon fishing. I sat on a boulder while my buddy was
capturing that perfect moment. I gazed back on the bridge (the new one) and saw
four elephants with riders crossing. I was astounded and heartbroken at the
same time. It was my first time to actually see some free-roaming giants. It
was displeasing to see the riders lashing them with whips. I could feel the
pain every time they did it. And I hate it.
With heavy hearts, we went to our last stop for the
day.
I'm truly upset about this |
The rain persisted, but we waited. I was starting to feel
upset when me and my buddy exchanged looks and then smiled.
It was still drizzling as we ran toward the cliff and
took endless photos of the amazing double rainbow beaming above Pai. I smiled and
sat on a bench somewhere. The sense of serenity I felt was in glaring
similarity to the idyllic setting of trees, rainbows, and hills. This is the life; the very essence of its
simplicity. That perfect moment with my buddy was one of the best experiences
we had during the trip. Patience is a virtue, indeed.
There's a pot of gold somewhere :) |
This is one of those impulse sidetrips that we didn’t
originally include in our two-month backpacking trip. No regrets though. I love Pai and its chill, hip, and undoubtably laidback vibe. How 'bout you? Have you been to Pai?
I'm not an artist but I have this obsession with cute artsy stuffs. I would love to roam around Pai Walking Street. I've been wanting to go to this town in Thailand since I found out this artsy place through the stories of other travelers. Thanks for sharing the experience of Pai. It will serve as an inspiration. :)
ReplyDeleteIt truly is an artist's haven Cee :)
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