Took the public bus with locals bringing large baggages and fresh vegetables and finally arrived at our next location in two hours. Went into a small noodle stall for lunch and satisfied my BCM craving for the time being and soon after, our host arrived in their luxurious Toyota Camry driven by their rather attractive younger daughter to drive us to our BnB. We also did check the timing for our departure bus the next day so we know what time to come back here (though, yea, we forgot bout the need to reserve seats... Lol)
And when we arrived, it impressed.
A small little clay hut sitting opposite vast fields of (barren) crops (cos it's after the harvest season) topped with straws as its own natural air-conditioning "machine"; we've been brought to an era where wuxia heroes stopped by inns for a night before rushing off to their next battle.
Explored the endless fields with Jingyi while Brandon stayed behind to recuperate after realizing he's down with fever, bought some beer back and chilled in the hut before our masseur arrived.
After massage was more chilling (with Pung; Phua got killed - almost literally - by the Thai lady masseur) in this cool place and then dinner, which was probably the best meal we've had since our trip started.
And then more chilling and HTHT with Pung outside the hut until the strong wind hit and the storm followed in a minute's notice...
Breakfast was the best breakfast as well, serving simple local northern Thailand delicacies.
More chilling in the clay hut and off we go to the bus station by their own pick up truck.
Upon reaching the bus station, the office told us tickets to Chiangmai was sold out!
