Ahhh.... ocean air. this resort is amazing. the architecture is brilliant. there is not much else to ask for with the exception of a beer and a smoke on a fantastic balcony, now it's complete. We wander across the street for thai dinner. again Chaing, we love you. sound of waves, moonlit sky, floating paper lanterns it just doesn't get any better.
Day 9 starts with a bang. we are picked up by Keith. Keith, the english, rugby-playing dive instructor. 4 dives over two days. i am a bit nervous... i mean the pool scared me and now we're supposed to do this in the ocean? first dive is fun and beautiful! 2nd dive is for skills... mask on, mask off. we pass. scuba isn't that bad, it's peaceful and calm. we are back on land and ready for adventure. Motorbike #2 it is. we search for gasoline. the pump once found, is basically a glass container with a hose, interesting. we try to make small talk with the locals who own the gas contraption but they don't know english and every time we speak they laugh. and we laugh.
we're off, on a dirt path, along the ocean, to who knows where. Ao Nang beach it is. at the end of the non-descript path we land at one of the most fantastic strips of beach bars we have ever encountered. Outdoor massage, hammocks, drinks, food, shit... even elephants. we find a seat at the last Fisherman's cafe and order our friend Chaing. we watch the sunset. instant relaxation. it's dark and time for dinner so to town we go. food is okay, fried peanuts as app = one plate of peanuts, too funny. every waitress is a lady boy and ours ends every interaction he has with us with "one moment please." love it! we grab ice cream. we jump on the bike and cruise the strip. High on Chiang and motorbiking, its lovely. we don't last long... to bed by 9:30.
Day 9 starts with a bang. we are picked up by Keith. Keith, the english, rugby-playing dive instructor. 4 dives over two days. i am a bit nervous... i mean the pool scared me and now we're supposed to do this in the ocean? first dive is fun and beautiful! 2nd dive is for skills... mask on, mask off. we pass. scuba isn't that bad, it's peaceful and calm. we are back on land and ready for adventure. Motorbike #2 it is. we search for gasoline. the pump once found, is basically a glass container with a hose, interesting. we try to make small talk with the locals who own the gas contraption but they don't know english and every time we speak they laugh. and we laugh.
we're off, on a dirt path, along the ocean, to who knows where. Ao Nang beach it is. at the end of the non-descript path we land at one of the most fantastic strips of beach bars we have ever encountered. Outdoor massage, hammocks, drinks, food, shit... even elephants. we find a seat at the last Fisherman's cafe and order our friend Chaing. we watch the sunset. instant relaxation. it's dark and time for dinner so to town we go. food is okay, fried peanuts as app = one plate of peanuts, too funny. every waitress is a lady boy and ours ends every interaction he has with us with "one moment please." love it! we grab ice cream. we jump on the bike and cruise the strip. High on Chiang and motorbiking, its lovely. we don't last long... to bed by 9:30.
