Hiking

The whole group met up at a Pagoda up on the hill, and after lunch we started out on what was supposed to be a 2 hour hike to another town up the shore. The group got split up and Darcy, Megan, and Kim, and I ended up being on our own. Of course we got lost in the muddy jungle and had a wonderful adventure crossing rickety bridges and walking through farming villages.

About 3 and half hours after we started we found our way into Maing Thauk, where we started. This didn’t do us any good, since there were no boats there. We sat for a while and three other kids showed up that had also gotten lost. The seven of us were able to talk a fisherman into taking us to a hotel we could see on the lake for a few bucks.

At the hotel we arranged a boat back to our place. In the meanwhile, the English manager insisted on showing us the rooms and spa and everything his hotel had to offer to “let us see what we where missing.” The boat showed up and this time we arrived at our hotel with a half an hour of light to spare. Unfortunately Darcy wanted a picture wearing my hat, fumbled it, and dropped Mr. Floppy right into the lake. She partly did me a favor because that hat was pretty ridiculous, but it is still a major bummer.