It is the ideal blend of the close and the rousing. From the window of comfortable, wood-slatted room, which appeared to quiver and twinkle from the light of the flame light by your bedside, you may pretty much observe, under the blurring, wound hued skies, rice fields, tangled bits of wilderness and one apparently somnambulant bison standing inactive in the withering coals of the day.

After a veritable feast of a dinner, the highlight being tiny fried shrimp, slathered in curry paste and rolled up inside banana leaves, you will be retired to the veranda with an ice-cold beer to contemplate the particularly congenial pleasures of a Thai homestay.