Monday, 5 November 2012

THE KAREN


Across the expanse of northern Thailand are numerous hill side tribes that migrated from Burma who are collectively referred to as the Karen. Hillside treks to visit these tribes are undoubtedly the number one tourist activity and excellent source of local revenue. There are hundreds of different companies all offer similar packages for varying prices.

My day started with a one hour drive outside of Chiang Mai to ride elephants, something I resented but sadly took part in. The elephants, although very well fed, lack any and all freedom as well as respect from the people that exploit them. All four legs remained chained and connected to a longer chain unit wrapped several times around its throat. While carrying two passengers at a time in addition to the unsympathetic ‘driver’ the elephants slowly trudge through muddy jungle hills and across rivers, while all the while the ‘drivers’ are shouting at them, pulling on the chains, and smoking while ashing on the great beasts’ heads. A truly sad sight that makes the entire experience an unpleasant one.
 
Next on the agenda is floating down a river on bamboo rafts with local guides. The long slender rafts held together by vines are steered by local boys barely in their teens with a single bamboo pole. Somehow they are able to use this pole to delicately maneuver through the rocky and at times rapid river, while the passengers fend off low tree branches flying their way.

Visiting the local tribes on a day tour lacks all sense of adventure or feeling of uniqueness. The village children all run up to the tourists trying to sell cheap bracelets while the women weave various fabric products to be sold, just like any poor village in any country.  The men supposedly are out hunting in the jungle, however it seems more plausible that they are in the city hunting for tourists to sell tours to their homes.

The day however does have its relaxing moments of walking through silent rice fields and then transitioning into the calming sounds of jungle. No trip is complete without a visit to at least one of the many waterfalls whose thunderous roar can be heard long before it is in sight. A quick swim in the refreshing natural pools carved out below and then it’s back to the city with many thoughts pondering in your head. 

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