We trekked for hours over mountains and through the forests just north of Chaing Mai before reaching the Karen Tribe who were our welcoming hosts. The local children arrived to sing us their songs before they introduced themselves: "HELLO TOURIST... WELCOME TO OUR VILLAGE" After 20 minutes of thai song the focus turned to us. Their teacher asked for a song. We panicked. Our fellow German and Dutch tourists looked at us blankly and after a feeble rendition of Ha...

We trekked for hours over mountains and through the forests just north of Chaing Mai before reaching the Karen Tribe who were our welcoming hosts. The local children arrived to sing us their songs before they introduced themselves: "HELLO TOURIST... WELCOME TO OUR VILLAGE" After 20 minutes of thai song the focus turned to us. Their teacher asked for a song. We panicked. Our fellow German and Dutch tourists looked at us blankly and after a feeble rendition of Ha...

Greg and I stepped off the plane early Sunday morning. It wasn't long before we found ourselves sipping a Chang, the local beer, in a bar on the Koh San Road. It seemed like an unassuming place, the local business owners were opening up around us for another days trade. It wasn't until we were there for a few minutes that the lunacy of the place started to take hold. A women in her forties, sat alone looking quite frail staring in the middle distance searching fo...