It was so good to jet out of town last Friday night and arrive in northern Thailand, an area of the country marked with chocolate rivers and stunning rice paddies.
We were hoping for cooler weather, but it was the same heat there as here, just prettier surroundings. Our big adventure on Saturday was to visit a Yao minority tribe village, and it was a bit of a bust. The former anthropology major in me cannot resist these types of trips, but most of the time they are not very authentic in this day and age. We did meet this one woman who was the only one in the village in traditional clothing, and she let us into her very humble house. Very humble.
So we relaxed, saw a new city and loved traveling with a pajama-clad kid in the airport. Not much cuter than that.