Last Hours in Thailand (for now)

So I am back at Khauson Road at good old Coffee World preparing for my short flight over the pond to Cambodia. Eek! I'm very excited and looking forward to a bit of a change. I am hoping for less commotion and a more rural setting.



The coming of dawn from my beach bed



Friday night, I spontaneously decided to hit the beach. So I packed up all of my belongings and took an hour-long bus ride to Bangkok, 2 hour long ride to SriRacha, and a short ferry trip to Co Sichang Island. It was dark when I got in and all I saw was fishing boats galore. I was worried that in the daylight I would be thoroughly disappointed by brown brackish waters polluted by such heavy activity. So I slept in the sand (and interesting experience I will elaborate on later) and when I woke, daybreak lit the ocean and it could not have been more beautiful. I was very much craving some salty swimming and got my fix!



Not quite justice served



Then, I got the brilliant idea to hike to the top of a nearby mountain! I could see a protruding rock lookout and wanted nothing but to be there. After a short while of intense bushwhacking and fire ants and snake skins ... I have never wanted to be out of the woods more in my life.

I was still determined to get the the lookout even if I couldn't hike to the top of the mountain so I swam there. Through the waves and deep I realized that tide was just barely too low for my to hoist myself out onto any of the rocks. A bit depressing but, hey, at least I tried. It was an adventure for sure and that's really all I wanted.

Oh yeah, and to all of you old, fat, white tourists our there ... why insist on SPEEDOS!! I guess it's the "I don't give a damn" vacation attitude and, you know, they deserve some sunned thighs too. Go for it, Tiger. More power to ya.