What goes up must come down
Trip Start May 16, 2012
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Deciding not to make the next leg of the journey to Railey that day we treated ourselves to a nice hotel where we could just chill out and plan our next move as we were all absolutely knackered.
There's not much to do in Krabbi anyway so just chilling out was fine but we were lucky enough to arrive on a weekend when all their night markets take place.
Still chucking it down we headed out to sample the goods before we turned in for the night and all watched the Jungle Book.
Next destination- Railey- a peninsular not an island, which can only be entered by longtail boat.
Weather still not being great the waves were pretty choppy so we clung on for dear life and arrived absolutely drenched. We found some pretty cool jungle huts to stay in, ditched our stuff and went exploring.
Josh, one of our matesies from Langkowie was coming to meet us here too, but having not heard from him in a while we gave him a call. He had no credit left on his phone to get in touch but was waiting for a longtail boat over to Railey when we called. How he ever planned to find us i've no idea- he's mental. Back at our jungle huts we met a Canadian couple- Nick and Steph- who joined us for dinner where we learned that 'nik noi' means little and whilst Josh tried to use it to get a little bit of spice rather than Thai spice, he infact ended up with a little meal- we won't be using that phrase again in a hurry! A few drinks and a bit of a dance later we were all suitably merry.
Feeling a bit tender the next day we all went for breakfast. It was also raining, and although Railey was absolutely gorgeous, there wasn't much to do if you couldn't beach it up. There was however a viewpoint and a lagoon walk whcih we'd spotted yesterday, so that was todays plan. The start of the walk was pretty much rocks, ropes and tree branches so you just had to haul yourself up. The rain had made everything pretty slippy too and soon we were covered in clay. Being terrified of heights I thought i'd done well getting to the top...but the climb wasn't over yet- that was just the start. Making it to the viewpoint I couldn't even look down, we were so high up. So here's a picture Stephen managed to take
To get to the lagoon we needed to go even higher. By now the rain was pretty bad and everything was slippy, not a path in sight we were scrambling up and down the rocks and tree roots, holding on to anything that looked sturdy. Well, what goes up must come down so after sliding a lot of the way down on my bum and negotiating the rocks we'd almost made it. But the near vertical climb down to the lagoon was too much for me, I literally couldn't even look down so I opted to sit that part out while the rest carried on. I took shelter with 2 German girls who'd opted out too. The way back was even harder, downhill on wet clay and rocks was not easy- especially when you can't look down! Thank God for Josh, tapping my foot and telling me exactly where to place it, otherwise i genuinely think I'd still be there now.
Back on the ground I was delighted I'd made it as far as i did, as terrifying as it was the experience was amazing. The four of us then ran in the sea to get the clay and mud off us- i'd literally changed race- i was covered head to toe.
The next day was definitely a beach day, the weather was beautiful again so we took full advantage and hit the waves- the boys body surfing to their hearts content.
The 6 of us then headed for dinner where we ate good food and drank what can only be described as petrol. Ruthy and Stephen opted for an earlier night, leaving the 4 of us to dance the night away seeing as it was our last night.
I absolutely loved Railey, I loved the peace and the calm and how small it felt. There wasn't much to do but what there was, was perfect.