Who-luk?

Well another day of parental supervision down the drain. Yes, we opted for grand-parental supervision instead, and rode up to Mae Sa. It's been about a year since we've been there. We got a fairly early start and ended up timing things pretty well.

We showed up at the Monkey Farm with just a few minutes before the show began. Like I said yesterday, Sow's getting the monkey bug, unlike the bird flu, this one has no treatment course other than to get a monkey. The smaller. The cuter. The better.

Alright, they're not actually for sale, but they do train them here. They're primarily used in the south to harvest coconuts. I'd watched Sow's cousin do this himself on our wedding day and I can't believe he didn't break his skull. Instead he stood atop the palms and beat his chest. He did make us some good juice and shaved coconut from it, but I see where the monkeys come in handy.



From there we headed a bit further up the hill to the Mae Sa Elephant Camp, boasted as the most famous elephant camp in Thailand. They started in 1976 with a five elephants and now have around 70, ranging from 1 to 48 years. They do all that normal elephant stuff, like play soccer and paint. But is it art?



For only 20 baht, you can buy a bunch of bananas, a bundle of sugarcane, and a chance to feed them part of their 300 kilo daily diet.

I swear to god that seat was leaning toward elephant right before I ever got in the thing. Bless her enormous heart and even more enormous appetite for eating our bananas and taking us on a small tour of the area. Thanks Mae Ma.