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Final Thoughts: Thailand

We continue this Final Thoughts series with a few final observations on Thailand. Having loved Thailand on our last trip, we were very excited to get back there this time. We had a most wonderful time during our fifteen-day stay but were ready to move on to Singapore too. Here are a few things we noticed this time:

  • Beds are HARD in Thailand…like hard as a rock. Our bed in Bangkok was essentially a box-spring with a fitted sheet on top. Definitely took a bit getting used to.
  • The anti-government protests (Bangkok Shutdown) began while we were in Bangkok. We didn’t quite know what to expect and were extremely cautious about where we went. No, parents, we didn’t go to any of the protest sites. The roads were quite devoid of traffic on the first day, and cars only marginally increased the subsequent two days. Some shops were closed, and there definitely were not as many people on the streets. While we sunbathed on our hostel’s roof, we could hear some of the protest speeches being broadcast from a closed-off massive bridge. We didn’t experience anything bad or weird, but we are glad that we safely got out of Bangkok.  Just kinda an eerie feeling of visiting a city that could end up being volatile…
  • Russians love Thailand. Phuket literally had more Russians than Thais. Most of the menus at restaurants and all signs in the Phuket airport were in Thai, English, and Russian.
  • The prices throughout Thailand have gone up a bit but are still very, very low. Definitely the place to come if you want to shop, drink, and get massages all day. Bangkok is much cheaper than any of the other places in Thailand that we have been too. Phuket is still cheap, but massages will cost double what they are in Bangkok.
  • The last time we came to Thailand, it was in October (the rainy season). There were mosquitoes galore that loved Hanna, and it rained a lot. This time it was hot, dry, and thankfully mosquito-free. The only problem with coming during peak season is many more tourists. We really liked Phuket in 2010, but this time it was a bit of a draining experience. It was extremely crowded, loud, and just a bit much for us.

Enough observations and onto the photos!!!!!!

Hanna Pondering Her Next Meal.

Hanna Pondering Her Next Meal.

Boats.

Boats.

Out for a Stroll.

Out for a Stroll.

Water Monitor in the Canals of Bangkok. Gross.

Water Monitor in the Canals of Bangkok. Gross.

The Scene of Another Photo Shoot.

The Scene of Another Photo Shoot.

Eggs and Rice Teddy.

Eggs and Rice Teddy.

Please Enjoy Mike's Toothy Grin.

Please Enjoy Mike’s Awkward Toothy Grin.

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Ferry Easy Travel to Phuket

We spent five relaxing nights at the beach resort in Krabi, and we got quite used to our easy days. You only get two blog posts about our time there since our goal was relaxation…and relax we did. It’s hard being unemployed with nothing to do but read by the pool. Alas we had to say farewell to our luxury life and make our way to Phuket.

A van (complete with DVD player and such bootleg DVDs as Despicable Me 2 and inexplicably Mariah Carey: Live at Madison Square Garden) picked us up and brought us to Ao Nang pier. We were a bit early for our ferry, but that gave us enough time to take pictures:

A Sea of Longtails.

A Sea of Longtails.

Still Can't Get over the Rock Formations.

Still Can’t Get over the Rock Formations.

We boarded our ferry and headed out to sea. Mike sat on a bench on the back deck, while Hanna (in an effort to combat seasickness) sprawled on the deck. About fifteen minutes into the ride, we pulled up about one hundred feet from shore…and waited…and waited. Finally boatloads (literally) of people pulled up alongside our ferry and boarded. We had the pleasure of waiting for more boats. This added a good hour to the trip. We, however, weren’t complaining: we each were listening to iPods and chillaxing in the sun. (The word “chillax” is an absolutely stupid word.)

The trip took about two-and-a-half hours, and we were entertained by a guy who smoked seven cigarettes (Mike kept count) and his wife who wore booty shorts with no underwear. Unfortunately Hanna’s eyes won’t forget what she saw. Remember, folks, Hanna was laying on deck.

We are happy to say that Hanna did not get sick at all on the smooth water, and we pulled into Phuket in good spirits. The mini-bus to our hotel took some time, but we made it to our hotel in one piece. We are staying at the same place we stayed last trip. Seems pretty much the same (good WiFi and air con, cable TV that plays Desperate Housewives and Sex and the City nonstop, quiet enough). More deets about our days in Phuket to come…

Island Day

So that you do not accuse of being lazy bums who just sit around by the pool all day, we are proud to say that we took a day trip while staying in Krabi. Being the rich kids we are, we chartered a private yacht…and by that, we mean a longtail boat that pulled up on shore outside the resort. We decided to hire a private boat for just the two of us vs. a huge tourist boat full of annoying people. The only annoying people we tolerate are ourselves.

Not Our Boat...But You Get the Idea. Ours Had a Canopy Because We're Fancy.

Not Our Boat…But You Get the Idea. Ours Had a Canopy Because We’re Fancy.

Hanna was slightly nervous about getting seasick during the forty-minute ride to Hong Island, but a couple pills and years spent in a fishing boat on the lake do wonders. The ride was bumpy, but we made it. No vomit here.

View from the Boat.

View from the Boat.

We pulled into shore and were greeted by boatloads of tourists, namely Russians. We knew that this wouldn’t be our own private island, but we figured we should get away from the resort and do something. We escaped sitting by the pool all day and instead sat on the beach for a few hours. Our favorite thing about the beach were the views:

Russia's Next Top Model: Geriatric Edition.

Russia’s Next Top Model: Geriatric Edition.

Two Posers for the Price of One.

Two Posers for the Price of One.

Nice Shorts.

Nice Shorts.

Work It.

Work It.

We did not realize how many models were on this one island. Apparently we missed the memo: arrive to tourist island wearing ill-fitting swimsuit, spend fifteen minutes rolling in the sand posing for pictures, and then switch positions with your partner so that they can model it up as well. No one cared about just swimming or reading a book; awkwardly posing for stupid pictures was the only thing on these tourists’ minds.

Mike got in on the action:

Always Point Your Toes.

Always Point Your Toes.

Oh yeah, there was some beautiful natural scenery too:

Hanna's New Favorite Pic.

Hanna’s New Favorite Pic.

The Quiet Part of the Lagoon.

The Quiet Part of the Lagoon.

Beautiful Cliffs.

Beautiful Cliffs.

Our boat captain then drove us around the island to a more private lagoon. We know that most tourist boats end up here, but there were only about four others while we were there.

Limestone.

Limestone.

Private Lagoon. We Jumped into the Water and Swam for About Ten Minutes.

Private Lagoon. We Jumped into the Water and Swam for About Ten Minutes.

For a five-hour private boat rental, as well as national park admission to the island, we only paid about US $65. Money well spent to have the freedom to be on our own time schedule.

Practicing Posin'.

Practicin’ Posin’.

Krabi Resort Life

We keep falling behind on writing about our current trials and tribulations on the day they actually happen. After eating cheap street food and getting daily massages in Bangkok, we had to say goodbye and fly down to Krabi which is located on the coast of southern Thailand. We had enough hotel points to book four nights (plus one night free…thanks, Starwood!) at the Krabi Sheraton. No, we aren’t getting paid to write this. We will easily accept free hotel nights at any property worldwide though.

Our days at this relaxing beach resort were quite similar: sit by the pool, take naps, eat lunch and dinner, lather, rinse, repeat. Rather than bore you with the same tales from each day, we will share a few highlights:

    • We arrived around 6pm on the first night, and coincidentally there was a get-together starting right then for Starwood Preferred Guests…of which Hanna proudly is a member. We checked in, hightailed it down to the lawn, and pretended like we were VIPs. Employees were forced to mingle with the guests, and so we awkwardly socialized with a Swiss employee. Mike drank a boatload of cheap champagne, while Hanna was annoyed the passed hors d’oeuvres weren’t better. Hey, free is free. We then ate real dinner at the on-property “Italian” restaurant, and let’s just say the pasta and pizza deserved those quotation marks around the word Italian. Needless to say we did not eat there again.

      Grounds.

      Grounds.

    • We haven’t watched TV on our computer this trip (shocker!), so Hanna quite enjoyed watching the movie channels in our fancy room. We were shocked that such Adam Sandler classics as That’s My Boy and Anger Management weren’t nominated for any Oscars.
    • Since the hotel restaurants were overpriced for what they are, we were lucky that there were a smattering of small restaurants right outside the hotel. We found the one we liked the most and went back four or five times, and the main waiter (and owner?) was an exact replica of George Takei. Oh…my!
    • Our lives are hard. We read by the pool and enjoyed these views for many days:
      Infinity Pool Overlooking the Andaman Sea.

      Infinity Pool Overlooking the Andaman Sea.

      Hammock Mike.

      Hammock Mike.

    • No matter where we went on the resort, the resident band (fronted by two Thai women singers) seemed to be there. We saw that drinks at one of the bars were half-price from 9-10pm on weekends, so we figured we would check it out. Yes, the band was there. We listened for a while and sang along to their Hawaiian-esque covers: Katy Perry’s “Firework”, Adele’s “Rolling in the Deep”, and Whitney Houston’s “I Wanna Dance with Somebody”. One of the lead singers saw us singing along and pulled us up to the dance floor. We spent the rest of the night singing and dancing with the much older crowd of Brits and Scandinavians.
    • On our last full day there, we treated ourselves to the breakfast buffet solely because the bacon smelled good. An omelet, rolls, croissants, delicious garlic rice, and lots and lots of bacon were consumed. Yes, there were Mickey Mouse pancakes as predicted.

We really enjoyed our time staying at the resort…and not just because it was free. Don’t worry–we did get up off of our lazy asses and go on a boat trip to a neighboring island one day. Stay tuned.

Thaiku

We were in Bangkok,
Then at Krabi nice resort.
Phuket now. More soon.