Three mountainous hours northwest of Chiang Mai, around 762 hairpin bends that Thai the rider’s stomach in whorls of knots, lies the little town of Pai, where old hippies go to die and young hippies come to live amid the colours and the food stalls.
Three mountainous hours northwest of Chiang Mai, around 762 hairpin bends that Thai the rider’s stomach in whorls of knots, lies the little town of Pai, where old hippies go to die and young hippies come to live amid the colours and the food stalls.
The Blind Salamander 