Do You Smell Something Cooking?

Trip Start Feb 06, 2010
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Trip End Mar 01, 2010


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Thumrin Hotel

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Saturday, February 27, 2010

When the "bus" (actually a van) picked us up on Koh Lanta it was almost full so Rob and I grabbed the last seats together in the front with the driver. Me, with a hangover, was happy knowing I would have the advantage of having the air conditioning vents blowing directly at me and at close range no less. Unnoticed by me for the first few kilometers but oh so not nice was the fact that I was sitting on the slightly raised middle seat that housed the vehicle's motor! The further we drove, the hotter my seat became until my cooking backside completely cancelled out the coolness of the AC. Yowser! What a long and uncomfortable ride.

We crossed from Koh Lanta Yai by car ferry to Koh Lanta Noi, drove across the island and hopped another car ferrry to the mainland then travelled on to Trang. A 2 1/2 hour tip in all with nothing really remarkable about the drive except I got quite excited at one point when perhaps 85 raindrops fell from the sky!

Trang was smaller than I expected and their tourist offices offered countless brochures for neighboring islands but had no suggestions for Trang itself. After having some dinner we set out and explored a bit by tuk tuk and just walking but didn't really discover anything of much interest. Their night market was small and extremely crowded. There were a lot less tourists here than other cities we have been in and the people here were extremely friendly. Ready, wide smiles of welcome and small children waving and calling hello. One fellow near the night market reached out, grabbed Rob's hand, gave it an enthusiastic shake and wished him a good visit in Thailand.

The next morning we caught a tuk tuk to the airport to catch our flight out to Bangkok. If we had been running late we would have found ourselves in a very frustrating situation but since we had time to spare it was instead amusing, and had us sharing lots of conspirital smiles. We had managed to hire, perhaps, the oldest tuk tuk driver in Thailand who owned the noisiest and most polluting tuk tuk in the land. We slowly roared from intersection to intersection followed by a cloud of belching black smoke. Our kind driver would turn off the tuk tuk's motor at each red light in consideration for us and his fellow motorists. Technology savvy, the old fella's mobile phone rang more than a Canadian teenager's and each time he answered with a bellowed "Hallo! Krap!" he would either slow in traffic to an almost complete standstill or completely pull off the road and stop. His antics and mannerisms had us grinning all the way to the airport where, thankfully, we arrived with still time to spare! 
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