With Lee back from his visa run in order to get more time in Thailand, we found ourselves on an overcrowded bus headed North again, this time with a nice South African girl named Nicole in tow. She was baited with promises of “The Jungle” and was hooked as I had been. As I type this I’m outside of our Jungle guesthouse, listening to the calm sounds of the passing Jungle river heavy from the hours long downpour today, and watching (seriously, this is true) a dozen Jungle oxen walking down the road. I will be here another few days doing Jungle activites, enjoing nature and the locals and the food. Tomorrow I’ll go white water rafting, knock down a coconut, chop it open, and sip, with a smile on my face that says “Thailand, I had no idea.”