Tableuh (or something like it) means thank you in Karen. It is a word we use often. The Karen people are so incredibly kind. The food is good, the beds are awful, the roosters are awful and everyone in the village is great. Our drive out here was a very bumpy 5 hours with stops in a market,a Mong village and for lunch. At the market we bought a huge tin of cookies for the village kids who came to dance and welcome us that night. Not half an hour after arriving we met Masumai, our elephant for the next few days. We took our first ride which was both exhilarating and scary. She is stubborn but friendly and really only listens to her mahout. And even that is sporadic. After our first ride our guide Sisun cooked us a HUGE dinner. These people feed you to death. It took us a few meals to realize it was ok to leave a mountain of leftovers.
After dinner the kids came to sing and dance. The girls tried to teach us the bamboo dance....not so much. They sure loved the cookies we brought though! They swarmed Jana! Then off to bed until the evil roosters started at 4am.