Chiang Rai

So here we are in the bus to Chiang Rai. The bus is first class. they serve drinks and waffels and there's an inside movie (we watched Van-Dam's "Mazor" in Thai). We were hopingto catch at least a few hours sleep after a long night but appearantly thai people didn't hear of "bolmei zaazuim" we left the bus with such nausia we felt sick for most of the day.
we found a nice little guesthouse for 200 Baht for the night (about 20 nis for 3 people) and went to do trekks in the villages. the plan was to go from village to village by foot (about 4 villages, each about 2-4 km from each other). We cought a songtheow to the first village - ban ruammit. As we arrived there we were attacked by merchants who tried to sell us souveneers, we politely refused and started to look for a place to sleep.
we started to ask around and the first house offered smelled like elephant dung and worse. we asked to look at another place and were led to a bamboo house - quite authentic if you think of the holes in the roof as a good thing.
Misha naively asked if there's a shower in the place. The nice lady kindely took a hose from the ground, stuck it in a hole in the wall and explained that this shower is "Karen village original".
After showering (olya refused to touch the water) we all went to eat at a local restaurant. The food was quite good (rice, what else?) and cheep. we sat on the poarch and talked till the little hours of the night (about 22:00) and fell asleep.
We planned on waking up quite late but as we found out in 4am the relative of the dinner we ate last night likes to call at the sun non stop, so "kookarekoo" is all we heard in the next couple of hours as we pondered of our next meal and revenge.
We started the day with some refreshing coffee (not as good as in doi inthanon but we're not choosy).
and again, breakfasted in the local restaurant and headed for the way to the next village (Yafoo - a Lahu
tribe village) . We were told to follow the elephant tours road that lead to the next village and so we did.
after about an hour of walking in the beautiful jungle we ended up on a muddy road where Olya sank in about knee high. we got sick of that road and decded to try another trail that went about the same direction.
After walking in that trail for about an hour we started to worry that we don't see any signs of vllages yet.
We decided to go up the next hill and see if there are any signs of life from the top.
As we reached the top we some a few bungaloes in the distance in the middle of the rice fields, we decided to continue some more, after all, if there are fields there are people.
Exhausted and with little water we were this close to turning back and maximum head back to the first village. Misha went to explore what is in the next kilometer as me and serii stayed to rest in a bungalo for 15 mins.
As soon as we put our heads down, I heared a distant sound of a bell ringing.
Serj went to explore and it turned out we were about 15 mins walk from the village. Tired and hungry we climbed the last mountain and found ourself in the yafoo village. what a dump.
the place is ~150 people living in about 1km^2 pigs and chicken are running all around and people actually tried to sell us a bottle of water for 20 Baht when it costs 5Baht in "seven-eleven"!