Last we checked in, PJ was in Cambodia and thinking about heading into Thailand to visit Chiang Mai.
Hmmm … I wonder how things are going.
I just spent the last week in Pai, Thailand, after following some of my friends out of Cambodia and into a music festival (that was much, much larger than I thought it would be).
While I can’t be sure, I think PJ is referring to the Pai Reggae festival that takes place each year in January. BTW, if you are wondering, Joamma writes that there are at least 5 reasons why you might want to check out music festivals in Thailand!
Back to PJ
The festival vibes didn’t really end. I spent a lot of time at a place in Pai called Backpacker’s Paradise (or just Paradise for short) which is less of a hostel and more like a college campus for circus performers.
It looks a bit like this
So what happened?
Last night at the open mic, a bunch of the sillier performers made what we later called an “acro-mosh” pit, where instead of ramming into each other, they rolled on the floor over and across each other. A saxophonist jumped off the stage and started rolling around with them.
I saw the saxophonist today and apparently the mouthpiece had broken off the saxophone in the scuffle, and he was trying to figure out how to fix it (“Weld it? No, that won’t work. Maybe rubber cement? Where the hell do you buy rubber cement around here? Think a shit-load of rubber bands would work?”). Even though the music there was open-mic, there was an impressive level of synergy between the performers. I also went to a drum circle at a different place and brought the flute I received for Christmas (a nice Gemeinhardt) and two other people in the circle knew how to really, really play it. Most drum circles are just lazy drones of sound, but the guitarists were working out some chord changes and everyone else (including the digeridoos) tried and succeeded at following along. I, on the other hand, just played simple series of notes on the flute, which worked because I was sitting next to someone with a harmonium (which is popular in the yoga community).
Very cool! But —
I’m actually sort of relieved to be getting out of here. I just did a 24-hour stay at a kung-fu school, but snuck out last night to see one more fire show. I ended up running into a girl I met a week ago and had a huge crush on, and when she offered to let me stay with her (platonically) I couldn’t really say no, even though it was 3 a.m. and the kung-fu school was doing a mountain-top chi-building session at 6 a.m. I slept maybe an hour, kissed her on the cheek, and then drove up a very chilly northern Thai mountain to feel the sun rise on my chakras. Man, are they tired!
Stay tuned for further adventures from PJ in Thailand!