We loved Chiang Mai. The presence of temples and the encounter with elephants had really left us at peace. The exotic yet calm feel of the city was hard to leave behind, but once again we found ourselves packing our bags, and heading back on the road. Our destination was a city known to be even more throwback than where we had just come from, with the sounds of monks chanting as you walk through the streets a very common occurrence. But to get there, the best way wasn’t to get a train, plane, or to even go by road. It was to get there by boat, by taking in an epic two-day journey along the most iconic river in South East Asia, the Mekong River.
The islands definitely gave us that relaxing vibe we were looking for. It was nice for a while to just stroll onto the roads in Chaweng, and to just ‘chill’. We had enjoyed every minute of the Full Moon Party, as crazy as it was, along with the amazing food on the islands and the Thai people, with whom we had shared plenty of laughter and enjoyment. But yet another week had flown by, and we found ourselves at the airport yet again (Koh Samui Airport is one of the coolest airports you’ll come across by the way). But what’s that saying again about the journey and the destination? I think that phrase applied to this journey in particular, because it was one cool journey before we were to arrive at our next destination.