I’m sorry to leave you like that, but I have been away for a few days and this is the first opportunity to get back on the internet.
Saturday 30th March 2019.
This island is 420 miles from Bangkok and looks beautiful from our ship offshore, it is mainly unspoilt natural tropical jungle.
The island had no roads until the early 1970’s. But since then every child is born with a taxi licence, and every one of them is clamouring to take you for a ride in theirs. They enthusiastically push plastic encapsulated coloured maps and pictures of taxi rides they really do wish to take you on. We emerged cut and bleeding from the head because of the plastic maps pushed in our faces as we walked. Florie and I pushed our way through the throng of determined Thai men and women over the half mile long jetty from the tender to the road.
Then things got easier for us in the 30°C of humid air, sweat leaking out of every pore. My clean shirt and pants now soaked with sweat. We dipped into the many shops within half a mile of the port, a busy place, with lots of tourist shops mixed in with real shops the locals used. These were mainly staffed by the beautiful Thai women; they are certainly found very attractive by us English blokes, well this one anyway.
Florie bought a loose fitting sundress in black with white with elephants all over it, not full size elephants of course, you could only get one of those on the front and another on the back! Ouch sorry love I was only joking.
We found a coffee shop where one of us had a nice cold mango drink and the other one left her coffee as it was too hot and wasn’t very nice. Lots more shops later we came across a TESCO store, not as big as the ones we have in the UK. But one that had many fruits and veg that were very unusual to us. Then we looked round and found 6 cans of beer for £3 and snackies that we will enjoy over the coming weeks as we went by the pictures on the packets.
As we emerged from the store I saw a large black cloud coming over from the back of the island. We headed back to the port quickly stopping only to pick up some souvenir bargains on the way. Believe me or not we had just parked our bums on the seat in the tender back to the ship and the heavens opened, the way tropical storms tend to do. As the tender made its way to the ship we looked back and could not even see the shore the rain was so heavy.
My friend Paul who lives a long way from this island in Thailand will hopefully smile at this (I hope to see you next time you are in the UK, Paul).
Best Regards Nibs.