Showing posts with label Krabi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Krabi. Show all posts

Saturday, 30 January 2016

HAPPY HIPPY VORTEX - A few months around Thailand

....Richard's beautiful post of man hole covers.....

A very last minute change in plan saw us choosing a route back to Penang from Kuching instead of to Sumatra. We had more offers of work for the last portion of Indian Summers filming, and we decided to grab the chance for a few more weeks of wages. It was an extremely fortunate decision, as in the following months the entire area of west Indonesia and Malaysia was covered in a thick smoky haze much of which originated from the exact region we had been planning on visiting. Although the smoke was unpleasant in Penang, it would have impossible to stay in Sumatra.

In October we were at last free from Indian Summers, and Penang, after having been there on and off since the end of April. It was WAY too long in one place for us, but we agreed it had been worth it to save some extra money for our trip to UK/Europe this year.

We took an unusually long break from each other when Sal flew off to Oz to see family and partake in yet more work for a couple of weeks and Rich was forced to return to the beach on Ko Fruitopia in Thailand (poor baby!). They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and after about a month apart, our reunion was heartfelt!

We used the time on our favourite Thai island to settle back and take a breather. The weather was perfect- sunny and dry, a rarity in December, and only got hotter as time went on. A few events broke through the hammock/reading time- the usual Christmas in the sea Gypsy style and live music on New Year's Eve were joined by the dazzling new activity of swimming in the moonlight with phosphorescent plankton, a well worth it early struggle out of bed for sunrise, and a day exploring the island by motorbike- only the second time we've done that in 12 years!! With most of the "old" gang back, as well as some new blood to add to the mix, the highlight was, as usual, catching up with a year's (or more) worth of news and gasbagging.



Dawn breaking, Ko Fruitopia

Ko Fruitopia sea gypsy village

Fishing vessel, Ko Fruitopia village

Offerings at the sacred tree, Ko Fruitopia


By January, we were chomping at the bit to embark on our new adventure, and after a practical stay in Krabi (dominated by having our netbook wonderfully fixed, cleaned up and tuned up by our computer wizz friend, and eating copious amounts of delicious and varied food), we headed to Bangkok by bus for a week-ish of last minute organizing and shopping.....and managed to squeeze in a bit of sightseeing.


The lights of Khao San Rd, Bangkok

Backstreets of Banglamphu, Bangkok

Flat ducks, Chinatown, Bangkok



While we were in Bangkok, the temperature "plunged" to 17 degrees for a few days, seeing locals and backpackers alike rugged up in jumpers, wooly hats and boots- quite a funny sight to see here! News of very cool temperatures at our next destination therefore has us a bit worried, but after so long in tropical and humid temperatures we are actually looking forward to some fresh and cool air in the UK. The novelty may not last too long once we get there, though!!! Stay tuned.........

PS. If anyone happens to be following this blog closely enough to care, there won't be a Best/Worst List for 2015, due to a fairly unvaried and work dominated year in Malaysia. Although we managed to travel a little here and there, the year isn't worthy of it's own Best/Worst List.


.....next, off to the UK!.....

Tuesday, 24 March 2015

CHINESE REMEDIES AND JUNGLE MELODIES- South Thailand and Central Malaysia

......previously in Australia and Thailand, magical lands......

“Tourists don’t know where they’ve been, travellers don’t know where they’re going.” – Paul Theroux

The break from Ko Fruitpoia was not as painful as might be imagined after such a long rest there. We were revived by the wonderful experiences this season, and ready for more, in places further along the road.



Bye bye till next time.....


KRABI / TRANG / HAT YAI

Although Krabi is a particularly busy tourist town at this time of year, with tourists constantly arriving and leaving for the various islands, we appreciate the casual vibe of the place, varied food (now with five different food night markets to choose from!), cheap prices (compared to the relatively expensive islands) and of course one of our favourite guesthouses, Swallow. We indulged in all the things we crave to be away from while on Fruitopia- electricity, internet, movies and 7-11 to name a few.

The fresh morning market held our attention, with some unusual offerings....



Shellfish, any ideas on the name? Krabi fresh morning market

Dried fish, Krabi fresh morning market

Mountains of mussels, Krabi fresh morning market

Skinned frogs- at least these ones were dead, Krabi fresh morning market

Vivid blue crabs, Krabi fresh morning market


We visited nearby Railey and Ao Nang beaches after an absence of several years, and were dismayed at how ugly such once beautiful places have become- Ao Nang the worse. They are no longer the perfect picture the travel agents all have on their walls. Grey concrete paths, rubbish and rubble everywhere, noisy and polluting long tails boats lined up for miles, not to mention the inevitable mass building of restaurants and hotels, have nearly spoiled the naturally gorgeous beaches and limestone scenery. Nevertheless, we made the most of the days out, and found ourselves amused by the feeling of being on another planet, with sun worshippers, glamour pusses (one in a tiara and sequinned bikini!), in a people watchers delight.


A bit different from what we're used to!! Railay beach


Trang and Hat Yai were short stopovers of a couple of days each, and we tried to see at least one new thing in each place, having visited these towns dozens of times. In Trang it was the Thungkai Botanic Gardens, where a forested area full of butterflies has been set up with walking paths, a canopy walkway, and is surprisingly well organised and signposted......and free. We also stumbled across a fabulous new hotel in Trang which, as well as oozing character (an old building very recently and beautifully renovated), had the bonus of a Trang street view from the wraparound verandah, was spotless, friendly, and only a few dollars more than the dive we usually stay in at 300 baht/AU$12! Trang's other huge draw is the new night market near the train station. We certainly felt we were entering in to the real south of Thailand, with the many different Muslim/southern Thai style foods on offer, such as kopi (strong, black, local coffee, sometimes served with condensed milk), biryani (flavoured yellow rice) and roti (see here on more on these brilliant breakfast foods!).


Thungkai Botanic Garden, Trang

Gorgeous peacock, Trang

Handsome devil on the balcony of our Trang hotel

Chinese temple, Trang

Southern treats for dinner, (chicken biryani, coconut juice, guava and our fav pumpkin custard)


In Hat Yai, we followed the advice of a fellow traveller, and stayed in the alternative guesthouse area around the bus station, instead of in the town centre, which, once we eventually communicated what we needed to the non English-speaking hotel workers, was much more convenient considering our short stay. The new places for us to visit in Hat Yai were a) the unexpectedly impressive Wat Mahapanya Vidayalai, a Chinese Buddhist temple with a huge, golden Buddha statue surrounded by dozens of lines of life sized Buddha statues, some containing the ashes of deceased monks, and b) the Hat Yai Municipal Park, a boringly named, but rather charming, shady garden with a large lake in the middle, and it was too tempting not to take a pedlo out on the water and feed the frenzied fish! Unfortunately, we didn't make it up the 1000 steps to see the various religious statues at the top of the hill, as Richard's recurring back problem flared up again, in a nasty fashion, and we decided the best thing to do was temporarily quit our plan for a slow trip back to Kuala Lumpur, and rush back to arrange some visits to the Chinese therapies hospital in KL.


Wat Mahapanya Vidayalai, Hat Yai

Wat Mahapanya Vidayalai, Hat Yai

Hat Yai Park

Yes, that's Sal asleep on the bus, under all that clothing!


Sunday, 29 July 2012

CHASING THE SUN- Southern Thailand

.....see our last blog post from adventures in Sumatra here.....

Flying back into Malaysia from Sumatra took some adjusting in our head-space. Although we had not long been in Penang, the difference in culture after Indonesia was a bit of a jolt. We immediately took advantage of the great food, and eventually got used to not being the centre of attention everywhere we went (I think Richard secretly likes being akin to a movie star in Indonesia!). Our reason for being there again was to apply for a new passport for Sal- a painful and slow procedure done at the local Australian “Consulate”- a tiny counter inside a working dentist’s office. Very bizarre!


Pier, Teluk Bahang, Penang

Pier, Teluk Bahang, Penang

Pier, Teluk Bahang, Penang

Star anise, Georgetown

Waiting for passport, Georgetown

Durian season, Balik Pulau, Penang

Street art, Georgetown

Street art, Georgetown

Georgetown

Georgetown


Three weeks later, somewhat sick of the place, with passport in hand and in desperate need of the sun, we legged to Ko Fruitopia for some beach time and to catch up with good mates Jo and Robbie, who had been very brave and stuck out seven weeks of mixed wet season weather on the island. Being the start of the monsoon, we weren’t expecting the ten days of glorious hot, dry and sunny weather we had on arrival. But nothing lasts forever, and the following four days of drizzle, clouds and dark skies saw us retreating to the mainland. (Thanks for the pics, Jo)


"The gang", Ko Fruitopia

Monsoon beach, Ko Fruitopia

Dags in the rain, Ko Fruitopia


We enjoyed our time around somewhat cloudy and drizzly Krabi. The comforts it provides are many (think bacon breakfasts, baguettes, ice-cream milkshakes, and clean sheets and friendly faces at one of our favourite guesthouses), but after our week or so, it looked like a good time to explore more of southern Thailand. Typically, the day we left the west coast, the weather turned sunny there.


Chinese Buddhist temple, Neua Khlong

Chinese Buddhist temple, Neua Khlong

Golden balls, Chinese temple, Neua Khlong

Scary looking torture chair at Chinese Buddhist temple


Looking for sun, we headed to the east coast (there are two separate rainy seasons in Thailand, each effecting the different coasts at different times of the year), and ended up in one of our most dreaded spots in Thailand- Surat Thani. Surat Thani is the stepping off point for Ko Phangan, Ko Samui and Ko Tao, three of the big tourist attractions in the country, and has the reputation of being a “den of thieves” type place. We tried to avoid a stay in town, but ended up deciding in the spirit of not rushing, we would give it a go for the night. To our surprise, away from the bus station, we found a typically friendly, cheap Thai town, with great food, and even had kids staring at us in wonder (doesn’t happen too often in Thailand!). We could tell for sure, tourists only go there to transfer to the islands, and people stopping to check out the town are definitely in the minority. The riverside is lovely, accommodation good value, and with two great food night markets, we were in heaven. We will absolutely come back for further exploration.


Passengers on the bus from Krabi to Surat Thani

Sunrise over Surat Thani


The palaver involved in getting to Ko Phangan from Surat Thani was enough for Sally to swear there will never be a repeat visit. Even before we arrived at the island, the degrading experience of being labelled with coloured stickers and herded around with dozens of other tourists was sickening. We were steered this way, funneled that way, made to wait, people were fighting to board and disembark the boat armed with suitcases the size of beds..... it was a most disappointing re-introduction to a place we have fond memories of. It’s so horrible to be traveling with only other farang- how do the locals travel? It’s a far cry from the effortless, breezy long-tail boat trips to the Andaman islands we’ve become used to.

Ignoring the advice of friends (may have been a bad move), we chose to stay on the west coast of Ko Phangan- an area of little coves with sweet ramshackle huts on our previous visit 13 years ago.  Well, a lot changes here in 13 years, and the little huts are mostly gone, given way to concrete resorts with little atmosphere. After a huge day of searching up and down the coast, we finally settled on the laid back village of Sritanu. We chose a small and very casual bungalow operation with friendly owners, and a white sand beach. The sea on this side of Ko Phangan at this time of year is not great for swimming due to low tides, but fine for paddling and splashing in the VERY warm waters.


Bungalow, Sritanu Beach, Ko Phangan

Sritanu Beach, Ko Phangan

Sritanu Beach, Ko Phangan



It was hard to get used to the shocking amount of tourists and tourism on Ko Phangan, but we eventually found positive things about being there. We just had to treat it as a “holiday”- it aint the sort of place for meaningful cultural exchange of any kind! The biggest draw was the absolutely glorious weather we had for the entire time we were there!

Ko Phangan is one of those places full of activities for the restless tourist. It amused us to think of people actually doing all these things. Do they take their massage before or after their elephant ride- and where to fit in the Thai boxing and beginner dive? The full moon/black moon/half moon parties must surely be undertaken with newly dread-locked hair, and followed by a detox and yoga course (including macrobiotic and organic foods, of course) to purge all the drinking and drugs. And how to choose between a new tattoo, and a newly tailored suit?  Then there’s hiking, boat trips, cooking courses, flying fox, shooting range, gym, mountain biking, fishing, wake boarding, kite boarding, snorkeling and kayaking, and the list goes on. Phew! We were exhausted just thinking about it all, and chose instead to laze on the lovely white sand beaches, eat our way around Sritanu village’s restaurants, chat with people, set out on walks along the coast, and wiz around on a ridiculously cheap hired motorbike to explore other parts of the island (OK, technically that is an activity).

To sum up, we definitely prefer the smaller, less touristy islands on the west coast of Thailand, and although there are plenty of people who love Ko Phangan, it just wasn't our scene.


Us!

Friday, 23 March 2012

THE RETURN OF THE BEACH BUM- Andaman Coast, Thailand

.....previous blog post, our "Best/Worst Travel List" for 2011.....

Warning: This blog contains many potentially boring, but beautiful beach photos!

Our time in Penang had been wonderful, and busy, and it was time to return to the beach. We crossed back into Thailand, and decided to try a few new (for us) islands. Everyone’s been talking about Ko Muk, so we thought we’d check that out first. After a night in Trang, we joined all the other tourists in a minibus to the pier. Trang is unusual in Thailand for having no cheap songtaews to get around in, only minibuses. We liked the vibe on Muk as soon as we stepped off the ferry. We had decided on a “resort” in the village, on the other side of the island, away from the atrociously named “Farang Beach” (farang meaning foreigner in Thai). Being relatively new to farangs in this village, the people were very friendly, and still a little curious about us. There were some tiny shops and stalls selling food in amongst the few “resorts”, which made for a peaceful atmosphere. We were very active, for us, on the island, walking through the jungle and rubber plantations everyday to the fantastic beaches around the islands and even getting up for a sunrise!! The scenery was really stunning, with the whitest sand being almost blinding, and because it was surprisingly busy, there were plenty of people watching, and chatting. An amazing sign of how things are changing, was the WIFI we had in our room.


Our tent on Ko Muk

A secluded bay we walked to

"Farang" Beach

Farang Beach

Rubber tree

Processed rubber drying


Wanting to avoid the tourist minibus thing, we decided to go for Ko Libong next. We hadn't heard much about it, which we hoped would mean it was quiet and less busy. We were very pleasantly surprised. The island is huge, close to the mainland, and very easy to get to, with a local bus, then small boat. There are four resorts- all on one side of Libong, and we found the one with the cheapest huts, in a lovely setting right on the beach, which turned out to be extremely cool in the day and cosy at night. The village was a great place to practice our Thai, with the villagers particularly welcoming and open. The village "restaurant" (a small partially covered outdoor affair), had some of the best food we've eaten in Thailand- all coming from one lady and her wok, and that alone was reason enough for us to hang around for a few days!. The children loved waving and shouting at us- something we have of course experienced in other places, but never thought we would see it on the very touristy Thai islands in this area. It is, so far, a very unspoiled place. People were really just going about their business (mostly squid fishing), and weren't reliant on the tourists for money. So we knew people wanted to talk to us because they were interested and friendly, not just to sell us something, which is how it can feel sometimes in Thailand.


Boogie boards, Ko Libong-style

Squid pots

Ko Libong

Ko Libong

Squid- big industry on the island

Our hut, Ko Libong


Although we had not long come from Ko Fruitopia, we were drawn back by the rumour of a sea gypsy festival. Being the sort of place that it is, many of our friends from December were still hanging about there, and we joined them for a couple more weeks bumming around. The sea gypsy festival is held in the local graveyard every year on the first full moon of March, to pay respects to the ancestors. It was quite a low key day, although many gypsies came from neighbouring islands for the spectacle, setting up picnics on the graves. The morning session was full of prayer for their dead, then the traditional drumming, singing and dancing started, with everyone joining in the shuffling-type dance round the "band". The sea gypsies are officially Muslim, but this spiritual ceremony is long established within their community, and we were surprised with introduction of alcohol to the celebrations mid-morning. Apparently for this one day, they allow themselves to become paralytic (men and women) to remember their fore-bearers! As the day got steadily more rowdy, we left the locals to their fun, which all finished at sunset.


Morning procession

Prayer time

Some of the graves

Traditional music

Things liven up

New friend

Muslim island women drinking... never though we'd see that!



The weather became more unpredictable, with what seemed to be the early onset of the monsoon, so we legged it back to Krabi for a few nights of blissful sleep with no ants, mosquitoes or mould growing on our stuff.

Another place that we'd been hearing the odd good thing about over the last few years, is Ko Bulon Lae, so we waited for some better weather, and bussed down to Satun, the closest big town to the island.

We liked this town so much that we nearly didn't make it to Ko Bulon at all! Its quaint small town feel and river setting charmed us, and ensured a return visit will follow. A sharp contrast, however, was the horribly overcrowded pier area of Pak Bara, the ferry starting point for Ko Bulon. We didn’t realize at the time, but it’s also the ferry terminal for Ko Lipe, the island flavour of the moment in Thailand, and we breathed a sigh of relief when the hundreds of Asian tourists boarded the Lipe boats, and left the terminal with only Richard and I in it! We enjoyed a nearly private speed boat ride to Bulon, sharing the boat with only one other couple!


Satun river

Satun kids

Outside Satun museum

Fish drying, Satun

Pretending we have a private boat- they think I'm weird

The wanna-be captain


The beauty of Ko Bulon is its small size, and its low-key, pretty beaches and gardens. There are a surprisingly large number of bungalows and restaurants for the dimensions of the place, but it still somehow retains its serenity. This is helped by the demographic of mostly middle-aged visitors, and, when we were there, the fact that it was just coming into the off season. Although we had a great bungalow at low season prices and enjoyed the gorgeous driftwood-strewn beach (the main beach area reminded me of a nice coastal caravan park in Oz), we were actually getting to the stage of being a bit beach-ed out (I know, poor us!), and the extreme mozzie situation was getting out of hand.



Local cops

The view from my shady spot on the beach, Bulon

Ko Bulon beach

Our hut


So, we decided to head back to Songkla for a few days, before heading back to KL, and onto our adventure for April and May.