{"id":750,"date":"2013-04-12T09:45:23","date_gmt":"2013-04-12T08:45:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tomjay.co.uk\/travel\/?p=750"},"modified":"2013-05-01T17:07:06","modified_gmt":"2013-05-01T16:07:06","slug":"chiang-rai","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tomjay.co.uk\/travel\/2013\/04\/12\/chiang-rai\/","title":{"rendered":"Chiang Rai"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I got here from Laos, as an alternative to doing a \u2018visa run\u2019 and staying in Thailand, traversing northeastern and northern Thailand to get here. It was the New Year celebrations when I visited, so everywhere I went I had water thrown at me and a white chalky-substance smeared across my face.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">To get to Chiang Rai, I had to make the following stops:<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: justify;\">Oudom Xai<\/h4>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">This was a fairly short bus ride from Luang Prabang. I actually wanted to go directly to Luang Nam Tha, but I had missed the morning bus by about 30 minutes and the only other bus was at about 17:00, so I decided to wait the 2.5 hours for the next bus to Oudom Xai.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">This was the first bus that had water thrown at it, as it was the Thai New Year and as the windows were open, a few people got soaked. Once in Oudom Xai, it was getting dark and I walked around until I found a hotel. Surprisingly, for such a small place, the best one was full and the biggest one was far too expensive. I settled for a cheaper one across from the station where there was a mother breastfeeding when I came to collect the room. I asked them to give me a new bed sheet as the existing one was filthy and I got woken up early the next day by the son of the family banging on my door, asking for the room money. I gave it to him but made it very clear that I didn&#8217;t enjoy being woken up.<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: justify;\">Luang Nam Tha<\/h4>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I got on a smaller bus in Oudom Xai to Luang Nam Tha, that seemed to be occupied mostly by French people. I sat next to Francois, who ended up talking to me about his previous job in an oil company. I found this fascinating and learnt a lot and me and all of the other French tourists ended up getting a tuk-tuk to the centre of Luang Nam Tha as soon as we arrived.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">On arrival in Luang Nam Tha, I went in search of something to eat. The place was a little touristy, so I thought I would try something different and go for one of the street stalls. I had no idea what they were selling but asked for one of them, eventually getting it as a takeaway. It was a load of vegetables and noodles mashed up in a big pestle and mortar and I ate it outside my hotel. This may had been a mistake, because after eating this, I was the sickest I have been since the start of my trip.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I decided to go for a wander over a bamboo bridge to a local village later in the day and saw the local people washing and playing in the river along with weaving and winding cotton in other places. As I was walking around I didn&#8217;t feel very well and decided to go back to my hotel room to lie down. Later on, I was sick out of both ends many times and was going to the toilet every five minutes at one point. I tried to rough it, but after taking multiple packets of Dioralyte and not feeling any better, I decided to down some Ciprofloxacin and some Immodium and get on a bus to Huay Xai.<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: justify;\">Huay Xai<\/h4>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">On the journey to Huay Xai I went to the toilet at every stop. The Immodium helped keep things under control until we were able to stop, which was luckily pretty regularly. I was going to ask when we were stopping at one point, but we pulled-over not long after me thinking to myself how long I was going to wait before asking. We got to Huay Xai without any problems and I got in a tuk-tuk with about 3 local women. As we were driving down the road, someone threw some water from the roadside and almost all of us got drenched. About 2 of the 3 women got a proper soaking and much of the rest of the journey was spent screaming and laughing. The women got dropped off early and I got driven in a loop to make the town centre seem further away than it actually was. I was feeling pretty weak at this point so tried 2 hotels, took the second one and went to sleep.<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: justify;\">Chiang Rai<\/h4>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I got up early the next day and got a boat across the border (between Laos and Thailand). I had to sit down at the immigration office as I wasn&#8217;t feeling very well, but this was only temporary and I got a motorbike and a bus to Chiang Rai not long after.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">In Chiang Rai I walked around until I found a hotel, which didn&#8217;t take very long. After looking around the first place, I left my bag there and had a wander around, getting my first proper drenchings. The best one was a Thai girl who came up behind me as I was trying to avoid the water from 2 western people. This got me properly soaked, which wasn&#8217;t too bad in the heat and after not finding anywhere better, I walked back to the original hotel, getting white talcum powder smeared across my face.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The next day, as it was the official Songkran festival, I had a walk down one of the main streets. I spent most of the day doing this and ended up dripping wet, with every part of my clothing saturated with water. It was very good.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Even though Songkran went on for another 2 days, I felt like I had got the point after day 1 and got on a bus to Lampang.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I got here from Laos, as an alternative to doing a \u2018visa run\u2019 and staying in Thailand, traversing northeastern and northern Thailand to get here. It was the New Year celebrations when I visited, so everywhere I went I had water thrown at me and a white chalky-substance smeared across my face. 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