Back to Bangkok. Crowded, polluted, not sure what the appeal is but the mobs are threatening again tomorrow so it's to Ko Lanta for Christmas on the beach. Time for one last Thai massage. In Lanta 80% of the tourists are Swedish. Go figure. Nothing to do but beach and read. Bliss. Eating daily @ Pinky's, the happiest group of people I've ever seen. They've invited all customers to join them on the beach. It has been transformed in the three hours since I left. Every inch of the 4 km beach is decorated with candles, Christmas trees, lights, fireworks, fire dancers, sky lanterns. Incredible. We walked the stretch and took it all in. Boarded the ferry early the next morning, island hopping and working my way to Langkawi, Malaysia.
