Entrapped in Paradise?
- We left Krabi early in
the morning on a musical torture mini bus! Kiddi could only take it
for so long and asked the driver to turn the music down. We stopped
at a road side restaurant and Kiddi had to of course pose for a few
pictures for his fans.... this time young girls wearing head scarfs
and long skirts.
-We arrived at Hat Yai
and walked to the train station around the corner. We were told that
we could only get a low class ticket, which meant that we had to
stand for 5 hours. I, have a mini breakdown and cry out that there is
no way I will except that. Therefore, we decide to find the bus
station and were we get a ticket leaving, RIGHT NOW. When the mini
van drives away we realize that no one knows where we are in the
world so I text quickly to my sister. We have left there, are here
and going there?
-We arrive in Sungai
Kolok and cross the border to Malaysia without any problems. We get
mobbed by taxi drivers offering to drive us here there and
everywhere. We walk on and a older man starts talking to us. He seems
to know what he is talking about... Bus cost xxxxx and taxi costs
xxxx, and if you want to go there in a taxi it's only 110km? It's a
lot quicker? Blablabla? And before we know it we are in a taxi with
a crazy driver that spits out the window. After about an hour we both
realize that we didn't pay any attention to where the driver was
going to take us? Is it Tok Bali or Kuala Besut? Och well, we will
arrive somewhere?
-And we do, in Kuala
Besut. We arrive in dark and are taken to an agency that sells
tickets to Perhentian Islands. A fat man with a mustache says the
ticket costs 70 ringgit and if we can find a place that sells the
tickets cheaper he will match it. We know as well as him that all the
other travel agents in this small town are closed by now so we buy
tickets for the 8.30 boat in the morning.
-We are so tired by now
(traveling for 13 hours) that we book into the first hotel we see. It
is dirty and horrible. But it will do.
-We don't want to go out
but we have not eaten proper breakfast or lunch, so we are starving
Hank Marvin. As we walk down the street we are aware that we are the
only white people around? People stare and kids shout hi and run
away. We sit down in the 3rd cafe along and try to order
food. No one understands English so the conversation becomes quite
comical in the end? I order fried vegetables and rice and get noddle
soup! It was a good soup!
-We are both grumpy and
tired when we go to sleep. We wake up at 5 o'clock with loud singing
from a speaker coming from the nearest mosque and then the rosters
starts to talk. We walk down to the peer without having a shower or
breakfast. We are escorted into a small boat, which is full of French
people. Did we buy a ticket with the fast boat or the slow boat?
Neither one of us knows? Last night is a blur? “Have you noticed
that French people have this one particular facial expression” says
Kiddi and scrunches up his face. I laugh out loud and we are both
happy again.
-We arrive at the beach
after being transferred into a taxi boat just outside the bay. We
haven't discussed where we are going to stay but the first hotel we
see looks the business and I say “fuck it”, we are staying here!
-We shower (and fell
human again) and go down for a spot of breakfast. As we are sitting
enjoying our omelet, beans and toast and watching the blue sea and
white sand, a 1.5 meter iguana walks by? We both laugh? We have
arrived in paradise.....
-We spend the next days
sunbathing, watching hot men, swimming in the sea, watching hot men,
scuba diving, watching hot men, snorkeling, eating great food,
watching hot men, playing Olsen Olsen, watching a full moon, drinking
wine, watching hot men, walking on the beach....
-Life doesn't get any
better that this?????????????????
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