We were promised yoga, elephants, and village life in the mountains of central Thailand. And on Day One, we left the tourist trail behind in Mae Sot. Our four-wheel-drives meandered through rolling hillsides bright with sunshine, thick with ripening corn. When the paved road ran out, we bounced along on rutted dirt through hairpin twists and turns. At the edge of the road, the land fell away into valleys of gold and green. Late in the afternoon, the golden roof of a temple gleamed above the tree line. We had arrived at the village of Koh Pah Doh; we had arrived in another era, another way of life. Read more about my off-the-tourist trail adventures in Thailand at OmYoga Magazine.