It was a six-and-a-half hour bus journey from Mae-why-am-I-still-here?-Sot to Chiang Mai. There was little to do except watch the scenery pass by. I actually noticed our driver was falling asleep for the first hour climbing the steep mountain (Magic Mountain?) road. He kept playing with the stereo dial to keep from nodding off. I was pretty relaxed about this, but I made the mistake of mentioning this to Emily, who was a bit gripped for the rest of the hour. It helped when the driver had a bottle of Red Bull and put on some sunglasses for the rest of the trip.
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