Heading for the Border
“Yes, Yes, Dee mahk-mahk”, says the young Thai lady as I massage her thigh with my knee. Dee mahk-mahk means ‘very good’, and on my last full day in Chiang Mai she is giving me a quick course in the art of Thai massage. Manouvering the subject into various bizzare positions to massage them with everything from your soles to your elbows is actually quite hard work.
It’s been two and a half weeks since I crossed into Thailand and having now left Chiang Mai, I’m on my way to the border. After an overnight stop in Chiang Rai in the far north, I will cross the ‘mighty’ Mekong river into the town of Huay Xai in the Lao Peoples’ Democratic Republic; better known as Laos.
