Even Uncle Bruce came along! (Mom's fictional brother for the evening)
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We really did hate Phil. He was a boring, annoying, sexist man.
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Damn, Swedish girls. Strong, warrior birthing genes.
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Uncle Bruce and his hot ride. Hi five to my relative for a day!
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Anders - careful, she'd tear you apart!
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Camera's 'party mode' in full effect!
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The classic face flower angle.
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Flowers for the ladies on Valentines Day!
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Anders, you are truly a Valentine's Miracle Boy!
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Kris had size 15(?) shoes and lamented not easily finding stilettos.
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7-Eleven - The 24 hour beacon of Asian convenience.
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The goodbye photo - traveler's have alot of them.
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DENGUE FEVER! You have nothing on Ninja's Mosquito-Air-Grab!
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An Ode to Chiang Rai's Teepee Bar's Toilet. Damp.
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OK, I laughed for many minutes. Who calls their water "Yellow Surprise"?
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The beginning of the Northern Scooter Loop!
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My hot ride, fresh helmet and Thailand guid book! Ho!
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Oddly enough, upon exploration they were not huts, just solid bails of hay.
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125cc's between you legs - quasi-macho. It WAS manual transmission though. Stud.
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River view from my first destination - Tha Ton!
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My hut. Just kidding - I was big pimping down the road.
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A local hill exploration...
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...revealed some odd tombs...
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...and a path to the town's temple.
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Big Red, don't get jealous of Black Bullet. It's a totally different relationship.
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It's always fun to fin strange paths...
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...that lead you back to the right path. (In general)
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Finally time to chill and finish reading "Freakonomics" - GREAT BOOK!
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My balcony in the am. I was sick and I couldn't sleep...
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...so took some sexy pictures,
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My room was literally 'on the river'.
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The road to Mae Salong was one awesome ride!
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Always a reassuring sign...
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You see a mountain hut - I see someone's future office :)
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One of many 'chill huts' - free for you to relax in.
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Anyone for 'Black Chicken'? Strangely delicious. (Emphasis on 'strange')
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From river view to mountin view balcony. God bless Thailand.
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Oh I think I have this under control...
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...one of the many store front homes...
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...oh shit, I think I still have it under control.
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The morning market - no sign of the 'team'.
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So a solo mission to the peak is in order...
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The sun begins to rise above the norther thai mountains...
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...the local Nagas witness yet another sunrise.
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The gold begins to shimmer in the early light.
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