The bus to Nan from Chiang Mai was, like many other enterprises I've seen here, ludicrously overstaffed, with not just a driver and a ticket checker, but also a hostess whose sole function appeared to be to distribute a packet of biscuits and a bottle of water to each passenger. Unlike in the West, people here seem quite happy to sit in the first available seat, even if there are completely empty doubles further back in the bus, so I spent most of the journey next to a lady who was wearing off-putting perfume. Nan had been mentioned as an up and coming trekking area in the RG so, with the usual information lag inherent in any guidebook, I was expecting to find a trekking scene maybe a little less thriving than Mae Hong Son's but
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