Before I left, I walked the enormous Saturday market with two Japanese girls. With their English being less than conversational and my Japanese being nonexistent, other than the phrases konnichi wa and domo arigato (Mr. Roboto) we walked the crowded markets, only uttering short phrases. While our conversations may have lacked in substance, I had a great time with them, browsing the eclectic assortment of foods, crafts, and clothes.
Finally, the day I left for Pai, I recorded some video of me playing with the two children of the woman who helped run the hostel. The little boy was full of energy, demanding nonstop that I swing him through the air. With the heat of the day, it was quite the workout, but lots of fun. Sweaty, but happy, I jumped into the minivan up the winding road north.