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Published: January 3rd 2009
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To follow the tradition of getting sick in
Ko Tao, the trip back to
Chumpon was (nearly) as bad as the 1st one; people would come out of the catamaran while we were waiting to get in, saying things like "what a trip" or, "you don't know what's waiting for you" and, to follow my tradition I started crying; I knew I wasn't going to make it better that way but I had such a hard time on the way there that I didn't want to go through that again.
But we couldn't go back and we boarded the boar with tears and sobs.
The sea was even worse than when we came, but the boat more stable (spell?) and I was stronger so I only puked once...
We went to
Ranong, to cross the border with
Myanmar, as some weeks ago, the Thai government decided that they weren't losing enough tourists with the problems in Bangkok and now you only get 2 weeks visa...
After the experience at the border, we spent about 8 hours in a local bus listening again and again to the same karaoke DVD until we reached
Krabi and from there a
Ao Ton Sai
climbers / escaladores boat (and I have said a couple of days before NO MORE BOATS EVER AGAIN!!) to
Ao Ton Sai, climbing paradise where we spent New Year's Eve and we got to the year 2551, as Thailand follows the buddhist calendar... the boys ended up in the water as we met an american boy who told us it was the tradition in Seattle... and since we didn't have grapes to follow the Spanish tradition...
Y Fin de Anho!!!
Para seguir la tradicion de marearme en barcos en
Ko Tao, el viaje de vuelta a
Chumpon fue (casi) tan malo como el de ida; la gente salia del catamaran diciendo "vaya viajecito" o "lo que os espera" y yo, para seguir con mi tradicion personal, me puse a llorar; sabia que asi no iba a conseguir nada, pero en el viaje de ida lo habia pasado tan mal que no queria pasar por eso otra vez.
Pero no habia vuelta atras y, entre lagrimas y sollozos, me subi al barco.
El mar estaba aun peor que en la ida, pero el barco era mas estable y yo mas fuerte y solo vomite una vez...
Fuimos
hasta
Ranong, para cruzar la frontera con
Myanmar (Birmania), ya que el gobierno tailandes ha decidido que no ha perdido suficientes turistas con los problemas en los aeropuertos de Bangkok y ahora solo te dan 2 semanas de visa...
Despues de la experiencia en la frontera nos pasamos unas 8 horas en un bus local escuchando una y otra vez el mismo DVD de karaoke en tailandes hasta que llegamos a
Krabi y de ahi una barca (y yo habi jurado y perjurado unos dias antes que NO MAS BARCOS!!!) hasta
Ao Tan Sai, paraiso de los escaladores, donde pasamos el Fin de Anho y llegamos al 2251, ya que Tailandia sigue el calendario budista... los chicos acabaron en el agua ya que conocimos a un americano que nos dijo que era la tradicion en Seattle... dame unas uvitas y tirate tu al agua...
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Sara y Jesus
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Happy new year!!
Guys, what a lovely journey you are having and how much we envy you honestly. We just wanted to give you all our support and wish you all a very happy new year and please, keep letting us travel with you with your amazing pictures and comments. Huge kisses