"Oh My Buddha." Our tour guide, Tom's favorite phrase. He was a very interesting character and guided us on a trek I will never forget. We were picked up at 930 to begin our 2 day adventure. Sammi and I were the first ones in the truck. Then slowly we drove around Chiang Mai to pick up 2 French guys, 2 Spanish couples, and a German couple. Quite the group of 10. We drove a little over an hour to the elephant reservation where we rode them 2 on each elephant. We went through the jungle and down the river on the backs of the elephants with a guide riding on the head. Pretty cool. We ate a quick lunch and then began the toughest hike I've ever done. About 5 min in our tiny scrawny guide Tom told us he would need to go ahead to go"get the cabin ready." He gave us the trail directions and told us it was about 2 hours up. He hitched a ride on a motorcycle and left us to it. As soon as he was gone we realized he was just really lazy. The trail was completely vertically up. It didn't even level out for a minute. It must have been 3-4 km all uphill. We were all in pretty decent shape so we only stopped once and made it up, dripping in sweat, in about an hour and a half. When we reached Tom he sat us down and explained about the tribe we'd be staying with. He said there were still some drug wars going on and everyone indulged openly in heroin, opiates, and marijuana. He asked us to keep an open mind and remember that whatever happened in the jungle, stayed in the jungle. He also advised that we let him know later that evening if we wanted to partake. His medicine was opium. Oh my Buddha this guy was nuts. So we had a lovely shower in a dirt stall underneath a freezing hose and then had a couple beers and watched the sunset before dinner. There were lots of kids running around and eager to exploit the foreigners. Our beds were a mat in a bamboo treehouse with mosquito nets around them. We ate on the bamboo floor just outside with candles for light. The toilet was avoided at all costs. If there was a bush somewhere I would have preferred it. It was a porcelain bowl but when you had finished you grabbed a bucket of water and threw it down to flush. Hey, you do what you gotta do. After dinner the kids danced and sang for us and of course collected donations for their education. We hung around drinking and playing games all night while Tom took his medicine and "prepared to be Jim Morrison" on the guitar. Seriously, the guy was hilarious and insane. The next morning we woke early, ate breakfast and started the hike down. As we started out sammi and I were discussing how we hadn't seen Tom eat a bite of food the past day. We could still see our cabin and all of the sudden Tom ran too the side of the trail and violently vomited. Ah, must be the medicine! The group went on with him way in the rear. The trail was just as steep as the way up. In some places it was impossible to get footing so I would just bend my knees and slide down on my heels and palms. By the time we reached the waterfall at the bottom I must have twisted my ankles 17 times and my legs were shaking from exhaustion. We cooled off in the waterfall for a bit before continuing about another hour to white water rafting. Sammi and I were in a boat along with 3 Koreans who decided to join our group late. Of course they were korean. We rafted for a bit down the river, had some water fights with the other boats and then switched over to bamboo rafts where we sat and waded down the remainder of the river. It was 2pm at this point and we were starving so we inhaled lunch before heading back to Chiang Mai. An overall amazing interesting and really fun adventure. We were supposed to leave for Laos today but we were so exhausted last night we decided to postpone a day. I'm not looking forward to an 18 hour drive. Today the plans are relaxing and maybe splurging on a massage before our Laos adventure begins!