Day 4 - Bangkok to Krabi - With Nick, but no Josh

Day four began a little too early... perhaps because a certian someone decided to set the thermostat on the air conditioner at a ridiculously hot 28 degrees. We could have had a cruisy night at a temperate sydney climate but instead our 'air conditioner' was probably raising the temperature for us... made for a sweaty, long night... especially with a bunch of americans leaving our dorm at 6am ( i assume walshy is talking about last night).

So, after little sleep we attacked the day with much ferociousness (does this sound drunk - cause i am). We eventually had an 'american reakfast' involving bacon, egg, 'orange' juice (which tasted mroe likea combination of mandarin and a bunch of chemicals) and some fried spam. Delicious...

We then decided to cab it (a very inexpensive pastime in thaland) to the nearest 'phalus' monument (the ladies were getting very excited). It was a very entertaining cab ride where the cabby elaborated on his few english phrases. If something was similar it was 'same same'. He also loved the word 'finish', although i dont think he knew what it meant.

Anyway.... after this cab ride we eventually made it to an expensive hotel where we pretended to be clients for a while and eventually were directed to a very remote little corner of the establishment which happened to have a 'shrine' amongst the bushes. This shrine contained many a 'phalus', such that walshy was very embarrased... he really couldn't compete withthe 3m long one - frankly i dont blame him...one even had emu egg sized balls.

We next hit the 'grand palace' and surrounding monuments/buddhas. I think this is where the king, his wife and extended family live, although it looked more like a place a worship than a place of living to me. We took many a tourist photo at these temples and even sat and worshipped the buddha for a while...(my dislocated shoulder struggled in these positions of worship). Walshy and I had to hire long pants so as to display our respect for the buddha and the king's regime (i assume) otherwise we wouldn't have been allowed entry.

We then (eventually) were able to convince a cabby to drive us back to our hostel to pick up our bags and then on to the airport. The two trips probably took about 90 mins and comprised 30 or more kilometres, but only cost us the equivalent of 5 bucks each. Such a tough life here in thaland. So we made it to the airport in time to catch our flight (we were a bit worried we weren't going to make it for a while) and then sought some lunch (it was 4pm). Amazingly, at a newly established airport, we were unable to find any food except for a 'casual restaurent' which involved sitting down for an extensive period of time.... so we ended up lunching on jatz, crisps and oreos from a newsagent... a backpapers dream.

The flight on 'nok' air - maybe nok means beak - was uneventful.... we got to Krabi, the linking point to ko phi phi and other islands.

Lucy decided to have a quiet night as Walshy, AJ and I went down to the local market. It took them about 75 mins to serve us dinner (during which we have some very entertaining and illumionating conversations...(whatever that means). We managed to get a few free beers due to their lack of efficient service. I think they confused our order with another table and completely forgot about us!! So now here we are... at a local internet cafe writing about the day's events... if only we had the dedication to do this every day... i doubt this is going to happen.

Post blogging, Walshy and I decided it would be a great idea to sleep on the roof. I was'nt too uncomfortable, but in the end it was probably a good idea to head inside - the mosquitoes would have given us hell.

Nick