Morning deli belly. We had just commenting on not getting ill even once and here we are. Bastard restaurant must have given us some dodgy rice. Undeterred, we walked across our private clipped coconut plantation to an English/Thai run café/bar for breakfast of quality coffee, veggie fried noodles, washed down with a large mug of tea. . It was actually very strange to walk to the bar and not having to use the pedals!
Enough of lazing around on beaches! Too nice for us, we decided to pack our things and head out.
Cycled about two kilometres to the taxi stop at the end of the main strip of White Sand Beach “town” and waited about half an hour for the right taxi to take the bikes and us to the ferry port. The ride over the mountainous road was much easier than cycling it (even if a bit scary on the corners) and the fellow passengers, two Americans and one Cambodian girlfriend/slave, were very chatty.
We all loaded on to the almost empty ferry and crossed back to the mainland. So nice not to have to haggle the price and feel that you had been duped into paying ‘dumb tourist’ prices – the Thais know how to get the tourist spending without the hassle!
After trying some local road side specialities and a refreshing ‘shower’ at a leaking water pipe, we arrived in the town of Trat an hour later. Cycled out to the out of town bus station to book an overnight bus to the capital, Bangkok, for 11.30pm. That accomplished, we launched ourselves on some air-conditioning while pretending to shop. Bored of that, we headed back to the centre to find a comfortable spot to spend the evening which could supply cold beers and WiFi.
Enough of lazing around on beaches! Too nice for us, we decided to pack our things and head out.
Cycled about two kilometres to the taxi stop at the end of the main strip of White Sand Beach “town” and waited about half an hour for the right taxi to take the bikes and us to the ferry port. The ride over the mountainous road was much easier than cycling it (even if a bit scary on the corners) and the fellow passengers, two Americans and one Cambodian girlfriend/slave, were very chatty.
We all loaded on to the almost empty ferry and crossed back to the mainland. So nice not to have to haggle the price and feel that you had been duped into paying ‘dumb tourist’ prices – the Thais know how to get the tourist spending without the hassle!
After trying some local road side specialities and a refreshing ‘shower’ at a leaking water pipe, we arrived in the town of Trat an hour later. Cycled out to the out of town bus station to book an overnight bus to the capital, Bangkok, for 11.30pm. That accomplished, we launched ourselves on some air-conditioning while pretending to shop. Bored of that, we headed back to the centre to find a comfortable spot to spend the evening which could supply cold beers and WiFi.