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Published: January 15th 2010
Ellie hadn't slept well as she'd been ill with fever most of the night. We got ready and checked out by 11am, then walked up to Mr Keans tourist information centre to book our coach trip to Bangkok this evening. Along the way, we both said how many people had warned us we'd get homesick, and yet surprisingly neither of us have... not once! We may have needed the odd hug from our Mam's, and I've really missed not having Ant around, but I haven't missed England at all.
Mr Kean turned in to Mr Mean and wouldn't sell us a coach ticket. He said he "didn't like us" because he'd seen us use another tour company for our James Bond Island trip yesterday. At first I thought he was joking and laughed along with him, but he was being deadly serious and point blank refused to sell us a ticket. Fine! We walked 10 metres up the road and bought the ticket from another Tourist Information centre. His loss... over 1,000THB to be precise!
Had a Stawberry Sundae in the Walls Ice Cream shop, where the waitress was wearing an interesting combination of white denim shorts, black leggings, trainer socks
AND flip flops (yes, the ones with the strap between the toes).
We walked back to "The Mansion" (Phang Nga Inn) and chilled all day on the decked area kitted out with wooden tables and chairs. With not a lot of cash left for the rest of the week, we decided to make our own sandwiches for lunch so walked to the 7-Eleven to get ingredients. My Spork (Knife, Spoon, Fork in one) was at the bottom of my backpack so Ellie came up with the genius idea of using a credit card to spread the butter and cut the sandwiches - ironic that a credit card can help you save money as well as spend!
The owner kindly let us use the shower despite having checked out this morning, and for that we'll be forever greatful. After a day in the sun and a long journey ahead, there's nothing better than a cold shower, washing your hair, and getting in to clean clothes.
We said our goodbyes and left at 6.45pm to get to the bus station. We walked past the bustling nightmarket and the cafe's were buzzing; so different to last night. We couldn't help but feel they
were having some street party in celebration that the wierd tourists were leaving.
Our 7pm coach to Bangkok was late, but when it did arrive, we were all given a thick orange blanket each, nuts, water, apple juice, banana muffins etc for the 11 hour trip. Great stuff! We had loads of leg room & the leather seats reclined right back too. Ellie had originally thought when it pulled up that the people wrapped in their blankets were Thai Monks, as they wear orange robes over here.
For some reason they were playing Thai Horror films on the big telly. It was so loud, we couldn't help but look up from our books and watch all the bad bits. To make matters worse, one film was about Trekking through the jungle (which we intend on doing in just a few days time) and the other was about Backpackers ending up in a lorry full of Zombies. I was all wrapped up for the night in my orange blanket with my feet resting on the bar in front, but was convinced a hand was going to grab my feet and pull off my toes.
We stopped at a service station so everyone could use the "Restroom". Far from Restful, the toilets belonged on the set of the horror movies we'd been watching, or perhaps one involving an Aquarium due to the potent stench of rotten fish. We bought cups of tea, made from powder & condensed milk, so sweet it went straight in the bin. Back on the coach, the movies came to an end and suprisingly I managed to get quite a good nights sleep!
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