29 Oct
- 2006 -
2006-10-29
380 kilometers made. Now we are moving south by the western shore, and sometimes the refreshing rain comes down on us. We are accompanied by the black Toyota Hilux pick-up of our friend Ringold.
It’s one nice car of a size: three persons in the lounge and two plus luggage in the cargo compartment. They call it a pigsty. Ringold lives in Thailand for quite a while so he is aware about peculiarities of local traffic and drives so fast we can barely get along. This is also the road we break our own speed record at: now it’s 165 km/h. At 6PM we are at another beach which, unlike Phuket, is not renovated or even cleaned at all: broken straw bungalows, the trees washed ashore, crap and stink everywhere. No single tourist around. It took us an hour of wandering in the total darkness to find a bungalow site at the very seashore, which, to our surprise is also available.