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Published: January 17th 2007
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It was an early start on the 27th that saw us make it to our first breakfast at the hotel,followed by a five hour coach ride to the coast,past Pattaya and on to the ferry port.After a short crossing the island opened up in front of us not unlike the setting of Lost,high peaks dropping away to the coast.After struggling off with my backpack and the freckle's suitcase we were hurded into a pickup truck with seats in the back and asked where we were going,to which i replied The grand Orchid.He looked at me puzzled and then demanded one hundred baht each.Our hotel was a mere stones throw away from the port but up one of the steapest hills i have ever encountered,and as the bus groaned up the hill i looked over at Helen,who had nearly fell out twice.
The hotel was set in its own grounds and after dumping our bags we went to explore the nearby town of White Sands to have some food and a beer.The town had a lovely beach and we found a small restaurant and settled down to feed our bellies again.On the way over we had talked about getting a moped,well
I had talked about it and Helen had said No.However I was slowly chipping away at her to hire a car so we could explore the island properly.If any kids are reading this take note,the more you pester the more likely you are to get what you want.In other words never give up,so after dinner it was a walk along the beach and then along the street to look for a car.It was the following day that we became the proud borrowers of a massive twin cab 4x4.As Helen stood next to it it looked like a monster truck!!And with that Colin McCrea was unleashed on the island.We went for a drive and couldnt believe how steep some of the roads were.At one point i thought we were going to topple back as we went up one hill.
We only had three nights booked up in the hotel so after some "discussion " we decided that we should book somewhere for NYeve and NY day.The hotels in white sand were all booked up and although she stayed calm I think freckle was flapping that we might have to stay in the truck,which was fine by me,I loved it.But after
a few more enquiries a place was booked and paid for and the freckle was gangster tripping!!It was only a small hut on the hillside but it was a place to rest our heads.
On the same afternoon we discovered lonely beach,which we both loved straight away and thoughts of staying at the resort streamed through my bonce.We asked if they had any room as was told to come back nearer the day.We whiled away our time just chillin and reminding Frec that she was not the suns best friend and had to hide from him most of the day.This was confirmed when freckle decided one morning to hit the beach on her own for a spot of reading.I arrived about an hour later as a women was bending down talking to Helen.When I asked her the jist of the conversation she laughed and told me the women had come over to tell her she was looking a "bit red".I had also tried to convince Helen to have a Thai massage,which she wasnt too keen on but persistant boyfriend won through again.We both settled down and got pushed and pulled into shape,I loved it but the Freckle didnt share
my enthusiasm.
On the 29th we approached lonely beach again to see if they had any space,we were told they had a hut just off the beach where the NY celebrations were going to be held.Although we had accom already we preferred this so paid then and there for it.Freckle was even happier,she likes to be organised and you cant be more organised than having two places to stay,in case one burns down or gets stolen!!!!
We decided that you cant come all the way to thailand and not ride a hephalump,so having booked it we found ourselves sat on the back off a huge elephant,waddling through the Koh Chang jungle.Some off the steep bits worried freckle but for me I was in my element,a modern day tarzan,but with less hair and not as good a body.I promised Helen that i wouldnt publish this photo of her,but im afraid to say i had my eyes crossed so i apologise now honey!!!!
NYE!!!!
The evening started off with the perfect sunset and a romantic meal and finished with diving through a hoop of fire for me to show my manlyness and a bit off a swim at the
end of the night.Thats as much as i can remember.Oh, and i accidently spilt my drink on this guy,sorry mate!!!!!
And with that the next day was a non starter and i think i said those famous four words,"im never drinking again".The last day was given to the beach and topping up our tans,or for Helen trying to match up her freckles.One big walking freckle.Then it was time to leave,a short ferry and long coach ride later we were back in the smog again,but with nowhere to stay.It was then that i got the text from little Mike saying seven bombs had gone off.As i looked around there were more police and military around,checking bags and vehicles.We managed to find a cheap but nice hotel and after the long hot day had a shower.The rest of the holiday was spent shopping,looking around and playing scrable in the park.Needless to say there was only one winner and it was a he.Then the morning came when the freckle had to leave.Her flight was nine in the morning so we had to be there for six.For some reason that meant the alarm was set for half four.Helen bounced out of bed but i stole a few more mins.The taxi ride was spent chatting about how much fun we had had.We checked her bags in and went upstairs for a coffee.The minutes ticked by until it was time for her to go through.After lots of hugs and a good bit of blowing on eyes she was gone.I had a feeling in my belly that meant one of two things,that i was really going to miss the freckle as she went back home or I was hungry.I decided that it was both though one alot stronger than the other!!!
My flight departed at seven that evening and it felt weird going back to the room alone and not having anyone to chat about things too.We had a quick phonecall before she boarded and i spent the day chillin and thinking.Anywho its back to Byron to pick up the van and then to infinity and beyond!!!Well Brisbane to meet Tony Pat from work for the cricket.Why do i feel like ive been here before!!!!!!!
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The Freckle
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Peace? Very clever! Was the pun intended?
It’s a good job ur a fireman and not a policeman as ur memory for details and dates is shocking, but I’ll overlook that! Thanks for ‘the freckle’ by the way, its really caught on, u’ve started a spate of ginger-bashin in the staffroom! Everyone says I look ‘very healthy’ which means ‘ur whiter than when u went away, but have billions more freckles!’ But despite bein a ‘bit red’, with ur help (and the factor 70) I didn’t burn did I? Mmm ‘the more u pester’ let's just be clear - did u get ur moped or did I get my own way and travel in style? Our literacy co-ordinator (Jo) thinks ur writing is almost poetic, although we both think ur spellin is on par with my kids' at school! U winnin at scrabble? Yes we'll all believe that! Just like we'll believe that u 'accidentally' spilt that drink! But I can vouch that it was u who nearly gave me a heart attack by divin headfirst through the flames, it doesn’t show that great on the video, does it? I'd blame the camera-woman! As for that picture I’ll make u pay somehow! In the meantime ... remember my motto u can never be too organised ... or have enough accommodation! See u in 10 weeks honey, try to have left Byron by then! x x