We were awakened by the smell of breakfast in our
home stay. Eggs, Toast (with pineapple
jam), fruit…and a traditional breakfast soup of broth, pork calls, rice,
cabbage, carrots…and of course local coffee.
We all bid our farewells to Mae Noi and her family and were on our way
for our last full day with REI.
Our first stop was at the Lisu hill tribe. This tribe has less than 200 at this location
and is led by a local Shaman we were going to meet. He was determined to be the village Shaman because
after the last one passed he performed some feat showing he held some special
something, like healing someone ill.
When we arrived the Shaman was no where to be found. His wife finally showed up and served us very
hot tea in coconut cups. One of our
guides was not so sure about it, so told especially the kids to just take a
sip. Finally they found the Shaman, but
their dialect was so difficult to understand our guides only understood about
15%, but what they did understand is we had been invited to a village party
because the Shaman apparently had healed an ill man. So we followed him through the village to a
group of homes. Under one awning were a
group of women chopping raw pork into a paste with herbs…and eating it
raw. Under the awning of another home
were all the men sitting in a circle drinking and eating. Apparently they were drinking the local corn liqueur that was 80 proof. And we
were invited to partake. We did not
want to offend, so we took a shot. What
we quickly learned though if our glass was empty our host refilled. So when he started filling with a beer chaser
we stopped. Back through town we bought
some handicraft, a purse and a crazy hat for my Dad. (This paragraph written by Avis)
Next we visited the Akha tribe. Here we just walked with our guides through
the village. This tribe is known for
their excellent hunting skills especially with the bow as well as their
silversmith handiskills. There were lots
of ladies in their traditional headdress pushing sales from their little
stalls. Mom was very disappointed when
one of our guides asked the ladies if they had any real silver. Mom was looking for a charm for her travel
necklace, but everyone laughed when the lady kind of laughed and replied back
in her dialect…"no, silver is too expensive." So much for her charm.
Reforestation Project |
Alec planting with lead guide, Anon |
Our lunch today involved climbing in the back of a pick-up
due to the rains and going up the hill to a restaurant with a little camp
around it. There we met a man everyone called
“Uncle” who had launched a reforestation project in the Mae Taeng District. Reforestation is one of the royal projects of
King Rama IX’s wife and this man after being big in business wanted to give
back and is reforesting areas devastated by slash and burn agriculture and teak
poachers. After a lunch, which included
a new soup made of young bamboo my parents loved, we went out into the forest
and planted trees ourselves.
Back down the hill we continued on to the Hmong Hill Tribe Lodge. It was raining like crazy,
but we still talked Dad into letting us swim in the pool before dinner. Mom stayed in and listened to the rain and
drank coffee. This area gets a lot of
rain in the mountains and Ally quickly learned these wet, rich rain forest
covered mountains meant leeches. Before
our trip was over she would get 2, Mom would get one, and another on our trip got one. This evening was our last
dinner together and the kids were very excited to have a pasta bar. After dinner we went into a large room where
several girls about Ally’s age and an older gentleman and young man from the
tribe performed for us. The Hmnog are immigrants
from Laos. Several dances as well as
this amazing pipe instrument, but the one we enjoyed the most was the last one
where they showed us a game they play with large wooden tops. We all got to play too and it was a lot of
fun.
Alec and Hmong elder |
Amazing catepillar, which would become their version of a firefly |
Hard to believe one more hike tomorrow morning and it would
all come to an end.
FYI…the next morning’s hike was cut short and Andy and Ally
as Ally got leech #2 and Alec had some mysterious reaction that morning. We still aren’t sure what happened when he nearly
collapsed in the dining area complaining he had a short breath and his chest
hurt. To be on the safe side we gave him
2 doses of Benadryl, then about 30 minutes later while Andy and Ally were
starting their hike he started shaking uncontrollably. Our guide, Vicky, was amazing rubbing his
feet (Thai believe very much in acupressure and health being tied to
your feet). Alec said he was scared and
she called the drivers to retrieve Andy and Ally after Alec said he just wanted
his family together. When Andy arrived
and we laid him in his arms his little body relaxed and the shaking stopped and
he has been fine ever since. (This paragraph by Avis)
Tears flowed at the airport…it was an incredible trip with
three other wonderful families and three wonderful guides. Over the last 11 days we had definitely
become as Anon our lead guide said… “One Family…the REI Family.”
7 comments:
Alec, so Glad you're OK. We had a pond when I was little and I got a leech. Dad treated it with something and I never got another
I'm glad you got to plant, too. Love, Nana
Alec, so Glad you're OK. We had a pond when I was little and I got a leech. Dad treated it with something and I never got another
I'm glad you got to plant, too. Love, Nana
Hi Jolly family!
Thanks for another interesting update! Great photos too.
Glad you are doing well now, Alec.
Ann
Hi Alec, it's Koen. Ok so I really liked your blog although I didn't like the pork cause pigs are cute, so yeah. But your blog was cool and you did a great job especially your mum and dad and you're trip sounds cool and it is also fun except for when you got sick or something, because your parents said it was like you were short of breath. That was scary but at least you're ok!
Koen again. Kellan said he liked the elephants and he says hello even though he can't talk that well. But still, Hello!
What an amazing pat of your journey.
Thank you Koen, I can wait to see you again.
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