The jungle was alive with noisy creepy crawlies croaking in the dark at 6am when our lift arrived to take us back into civilisation. The Park Ranger dropped us back on the main road which now meant we had only a leisurely 44km morning ride down to Prachuap Kiri Khan, past the cows and along the coast.
Before 10.30 we had found a nice place to stay, dropped off the laundry and swopped the bikes for a Honda...
Before 10.30 we had found a nice place to stay, dropped off the laundry and swopped the bikes for a Honda...
Ao Manao was the destination for the afternoon. A strange place on a military Air Force base where you have to gain entry past the guards and sign in. On doing this, and as long as you abide by the rules, you get access to a wonderful beach. Now you can then get as crispy as KFC or until you get bored to death...
Symptom
Tongue swelled up to the size of a cows, eyes watering, gasping for breath, palpitations and sweating profusely.
Diagnosis
Som Tam too hot...
On a quiet part of the base the friendly langurs were fed banana's before it was back to town where an old woman slapped a lemongrass and chip phat infused oil on to you and mercilessly rubbed and pummelled into your bare bumcakes for an hour in the form of an invigorating Thai massage for earthly pleasure.
Meanwhile, down the road the walking nite market was up and running selling everything from insects to a Toyota Land Cruiser under the neon lights and a background of loud Thai music.
A strange little song from 'The Villagers' lesser known second album 'Awayland'.
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