Train pub, mole hair and paradise
07.12.2013 - 08.12.2013 28 °C
Last night we took the overnight train from Bangkok to chumpon, and met some interesting characters. First, we met a man opposite us who was quickly joined by a 70 year old Thai man who proceeded to show us various ID's including a rotary club card, and then just a series of his belongings. He showed us a picture of he kings son, a medal, some fruit which he offered to share, and then told Brad and I to sow the seed of love and said I was beautiful. This lasted for around an hour until he went and met some other people. He was really nice but I couldn't stop staring at this massive grey mole hair right on his cheek literally longer than my finger. So bizarre! We later got chatting to another English couple who were already drinking and we had a beer in our cabin before finding that there was a bar on the train. So the guy we first met rallied the troops and soon we built up a group sitting in this strange carriage with the windows rattling, bouncing along with loads of loud techno music playing and beers all round. This woman who worked there had a whiskey with us and it straight away felt like a holiday. I went to bed at eleven which was surprisingly really comfy. While we were at the pub, the staff had come by and made up our bunks with pillows, sheets and blankets plus we had lime green curtains for privacy. I got a good four hours sleep after a handful of Pringles which I had to smuggle from Brad's bag (I've learnt never to eat snacks in front of a group because it becomes a feeding frenzy and you're left with nothing but crumbs and rage).
The next morning, I got up and brushed my teeth, and we sat together in Brads bunk waiting to arrive in chumpon. The bus ride from there was half an hour, but then we had the boat ride from hell. It's really choppy here at the moment, and within ten minutes the first person had been sick, I was sat paralysed on the stairs not even being able to take my head of my lap, gripping the handrail for dear life and we were thrown in all directions. Brad brought me a sick bag before going to sit downstairs and all around me I just heard retching. Some guy tried to stumble down the stairs to the toilets but didn't make it and threw up right next to me in a bag while I prayed for the strength to get my hand sanitiser but I was stuck with nausea. Half an hour was bad, but the full two and a half hours was horrific and I am dreading doing that journey again. All the toilets were covered in sick and everybody got off the boat green and red eyed.
We got on the back of a pickup truck with a load of other backpackers and headed off to Bans diving resort. Our room is a basic twin with a fan and a cool balcony, and we haven't had a chance to see the swimming pool yet but the diving pool looks great! We had breakfast then went to the beach for a swim. I have to add that today I am still lobster red from yesterday so all these girls were sitting by in their bikinis and there I was- MaccuPiccu baseball cap on, a big baggy coke t shirt and elephant print harem pants, smothered in factor 50 grease. Attractive. So I had to try to sit in the shade and constantly rub in cream, swim with a t shirt on and drink two litres of water but I still had a great day. The water is amazing clear blue, the sand is soft and white, and we had nothing but sunshine. It's like a little paradise and we both wish we had skipped Vietnam and stayed here longer instead because now our money is running really low . We had our induction for diving today which basically consisted of watching a two hour video which was really boring and filling in a few questions on a bit of paper. Tomorrow we learn to dive in the pool, then the next two days we are out in the sea spotting fish and hopefully a shark!