This is a shot of the Democracy Monument in Bangkok during the Queen’s birthday. The blue and red streaks are passing busses and cars.
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This photo was taken near Railay Beach, near Krabi in Thailand on our trip to SE Asia in 2009. We had stopped in the bay at Railay to pick up some tourists who were joining us on our day trip to the islands.
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The last time I slept on a train was over 10 years ago, in South Africa, to participate in the annual Derby Day at my high school. The train headed down from Pretoria to the Natal Midlands and I remember it being a rather fun experience. Then again, our school had hired the whole train out and had used 1st class sleeper cars. I thought it would be good practice for India, if we tried out this mode of transport in Thailand and it was the only other cheap alternative to buses (if you’ve had to sleep on a Thai highway you would understand why I wanted to avoid these). We got dropped off at Surat Thani train station four hours before our train was due to arrive. It was raining, there was little seating and very little to do. Our train turned out to be 2 hours late but when it eventually arrived we settled down in a very cramped 2nd class, fan-cooled car at about 10:30pm.
We had the worst possible position on the train. Upper berths, near the door. It was loud, bumpy and the lights were on the whole night through. Add to that the incessant hooting of the train and stop/starting as we pulled into the 13 stations along the way and you have a recipe for no sleep. The other problem with an upper berth is that you can’t sit if you can’t sleep. So the only thing I could do was lie there and wait it out. Fortunately, the trains are very clean and safe. Being Thailand there is no shortage of snacks and drinks, even at 3am. The lower berths were all occupied by grannies. Or at least, we had been booked into the Granny Car. Thankfully, like my own Grannies, they have little need for sleep and the granny sleeping below my bed was awake at 5am. This meant that the attendant could pack away our beds and I could sit and watch the sunrise. AS opposed to standing next to the loo and peering out from the attendant’s window.
The scenery was stunning. Green rice paddies, jungle clad hills, rivers and villages. I soon forgot my exhaustion and stared out of the window all the way to Bangkok.
I was last in Bangkok 7 years ago and I was excited about having the opportunity to see a little more of the city this time around. The first thing that struck me about it, was how much better the quality of air was, partly because it was the rainy season and partly because there has been a major drive by the government to improve the quality of it in the city. The next thing that struck me about Bangkok was the incredibly tight security, especially at train stations and shopping malls. Your bags are searched and you have to walk through a metal detector. This is all due to the recent violent protests that left a number of people dead and the city scarred. We experienced no problems while we were here and apart from the heavy military presence, everything seemed to be running like as per usual.
Every subsequent country we visit seems to get hotter and hotter and Thailand is no exception. Bangkok was a searing 34ºC with 100% humidity. Walking around during midday is impossible and we found ourselves more often than not inside shopping malls at this time of day. The shopping malls are no less frantic than the streets outside. Thais take their shopping seriously, but be warned it isn’t the cheapest place to go shopping. We found a lot more bargains on clothes and books on the side of the road in the old parts of Bangkok than in the shiny shopping malls of Siam Square and MBK.
The first place we stayed in while in Bangkok was in the trendy area of Thong Lo. It was well situated near a Skytrain station but was rather dull, so we ended up moving into the old part of Bangkok and stayed in a small, charming hotel in a backstreet, 15 minutes walk from Kao San road. This is a much better place to stay if you aren’t interested in shopping malls and you want to do some serious sightseeing. Most of Bangkok’s big temples and palaces are around this area and since it was around the time of the queen’s birthday, the streets were lit up like Las Vegas in the evenings.
My favourite experience in Bangkok was getting lost in Chinatown and wandering around a really huge wet market. The smells and array of foodstuffs is mind boggling. It really is a heady place to be – somewhere you can get completely caught up in. Other highlights of our stay in this area were visiting Wat Phrao, Wat Phra Kaew and the Grand Palace. Even though these places are packed to the hilt with tourists, it doesn’t really take away from the splendour of them. Wat Phra Kaew with its giant golden pagodas is quite a sight. Especially when you see that the gold on these pagodas is made up millions of tiny golden tiles each reported to be worth a dollar.
While in Bangkok we manage to figure out what had happened to our Indian visas. Most annoyingly, they had been ready for us all the time we had been out of Malaysia. Since our stay in India had been cut short now by about 2 weeks, we hopped on the first flight out back to Kuala Lumpur to collect our visas in time to get our flights to Delhi.
Thailand would have to wait yet another year before we get a chance to explore it properly. We did contemplate just not going to India, but we had already bought our tickets home from Delhi and changing them would mean we would lose out. I think we were also ready for a change from SE Asia. While the cultures and people are very different from one place to the next, each country does have a similar feel – especially Thailand, Malaysia and Indonesia. We most certainly will be going back to Indonesia. If not to revisit Bali, then to see Java and more of the islands east of Lombok. The place has a mystical feel to it and the rawness and beauty of some of its natural wonders is unmatched. Malaysia is a really easy place to be, in most places people understand English and it has some ‘nice’ attractions but if you are a hardened traveller and want a bit of adventure then head on over to the jungles and rivers of Borneo. On the other hand, if you want to eat really well – and I mean really well, then Malaysia is probably the best place to visit out of the three. I think the best local food we have eaten on our trip so far was in Kuching. Don’t get me wrong though. Indonesia has its spots and Thai food is still my favourite, but it is hard to find a place in Thailand that will serve you genuine Thai food and not a watered down, tourist version of it. And since the people don’t speak much English, and all of the writing is in Thai, it is almost impossible asking the waiter to bring you their speciality or figuring out what IS on the menu. Thailand’s strong point is how easy and cheap it is to get around in and the culture is incredibly interesting. Just mind those lady boys!
We are anxious about India though. We have read books, watched movies and heard from friends that it is not a place to be taken lightly. Especially since we are landing in infamous Delhi. Wish us luck!
Green, lush and bursting with natural beauty, Sarawak’s natural wonders are definitely worth visiting. We took the local bus to Semmengoh Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre to see the feeding of the Orangutans in the afternoon. This part of the world is famous for its orange primates and Semmenngoh is a good place to see them in their natural habitat – even if they aren’t completely wild and still dependent on humans. We were lucky enough to be there just before feeding time and before the tourist hordes arrived. Delimah and her young baby were hanging around the small garden near the ape pens. The rangers here refer to Delimah as ‘Hot Mama’. Mainly because she has a tendency to lose her temper on humans every now and again. If I had known this, I wouldn’t have gone so close to her and moved further back when the ranger told me to. In any case, she kept her cool and we got some decent photos of her.
Another great place we visited near Kuching in Sarawak was Bako National Park. The park can only be reached by boat but it’s simple enough as catching a local bus to the boat jetty and then sharing a boat with others to the main landing beach for the park. It feels like stepping onto the set of Survivor. The boat drops you on the most stunning beach with total strangers and just behind the treeline, out of site, are the park buildings and lodges. This is a really awesome place to come and stay for a few days but it was unfortunately fully booked and we had to make do with seeing it on a day trip. We chose to do a four-hour trek which would allow us to see four different types of vegetation found in Borneo. The trek started out in thick rainforest where we spotted Macaques feeding on the jungle floor. Being in a rainforest is an awesome experience. There are sounds of wildlife all around you but it is very difficult to spot any of it. Loud calls from monkeys and birds, the incessant drone of Cicadas and the occasional crack of a smack against the ankle to kill hungry mosquitoes. We were really lucky on this trek to see Proboscis Monkeys – big red-furred monkeys with unusually huge noses (they remind me of Barry Manilow – I think he might be one).
The trek then climbed up a hill and onto a plateau where the vegetation changed dramatically to become more dry and arid. We had been walking quite fast, so we decided to shoot down a section to one of the beaches in the park. The beach was deserted and stunning. Since it was the rainy season, the water was choppy and a bit brown but it was refreshing. We then made our way back through a swamp and some mangroves just in time to catch the boat back home.
Borneo is now quite high up on our list of places to revisit. It is reasonably unspoilt. The people are very friendly and it’s a doddle to get around on. It is vast though, being the 3rd largest island in the world after Greenland and New Guinea. So it probably requires a good deal of time to really experience it. The bits that we experienced were fantastic. Kuching is laid back, clean and the food is excellent. The parks are well managed and there is always something to do. The homestays with the Iban people are expensive if you go through the tourist office or a travel agent, but we were told that if you have a bit of time you can just pitch up in a town nearby and hang around until somebody invites you to come and stay in the longhouse with them. The main thing I will take away from this place is how laid back and serene it is, but at the same time there is a ton of things to see and do.
We left Kuching on a one and a half hour flight to Singapore where we were to see our friends Louis & Lorna. If Walt Disney had based his theme parks on South East Asia, then Disneyworld would have looked like Singapore. It is really, really, really clean. Everything runs like clockwork. The people look a little like drones. And it is horrendously expensive. A beer in a bar costs about S$12 – roughly 70 South African Rand and a bottle of very average wine in the supermarket costs about S$30 (R165). It does however, have pockets of places to visit that are both inexpensive and really great. One of the highlights of our stay in Singapore was seeing the rehearsals for their National Day celebrations. With much pomp and ceremony (something learnt most definitely from the British), we watched army troops march into the purpose-built, temporary stadium, including tanks and other machines of war. We were also buzzed overhead by helicopters and fighter planes and got to see a rather impressive fireworks display over the marina in front of the spectacular Marina Sands Hotel and Casino ($5 billion project).
We had to decided to visit Singapore and Borneo for these 2 weeks so that there was enough time for our Indian visas to be processed. Little did we know that our trip would take an unexpected and rather annoying turn. They were meant to be ready within 5 working days. 2 weeks later and they still weren’t ready. The Indian Visa Centre, where we had applied in Kuala Lumpur, told us that we just had to be patient. We couldn’t stay with Lorna and Louis indefinitely so we decided to change our flights to India and head to Thailand. The decision was partly fueled by our previous experiences we had had there and partly because it was monsoon in the south west and there were great specials on four and five star hotels. Afterall, I think it was safe to say that we weren’t exactly going to experience the same luxurious accommodation for the same price in India.
Southern Thailand is beautiful. Especially the area around Krabi. It is also heavily touristed – even in the rainy season. So we picked a hotel a bit further out of town on a beach called Haad Yao. The beach wasn’t so great but the hotel was fantastic. The staff were incredibly friendly and helpful but the real highlight of this area was the single restaurant, 2 kilometers down the road, which we had to reach on bicycles. The restaurant is set on a river bank, next door to what can only be described as the smelliest fishing operation I have ever experienced. Saldanha or Hout Bay on a hot day has nothing on this place where they offload jellyfish. Giant, semi-opaque jellyfish. It is a very tiny operation. A few huts, a makeshift crane and a small shelter from the sun. My first impression was that they were making fish sauce here. I could see a man throwing salt onto something inside one of the huts. The huts were basically just covered tanks where the jellyfish is first offloaded from the fishing boats, sorted by women – sitting waist deep in the ooze – and then packed thickly with salt. The smell is indescribable. It gets into the back of your throat and makes your gag reflex kick in. How these people sit in it all day is a mystery to me. Yet they were all laughing and chattering amongst each other during the hottest part of the day.
Fortunately, the little restaurant where we ate was just far enough away not to be ruined by the stench. The food is probably the best I have had in Thailand since. Staffed by two Thai women, it was little more than a shelter over a concrete floor with a few water tanks round the side. The water tanks contained Blue Crabs, Mantis Shrimps and Giant Sea Snails, some as big as a rugby ball. We ate every day in this restaurant, the best dishes being “Spicy Squid Salad” and “Crab in Black Curry”. The food was genuinely spicy and I didn’t have to ask them to make it so – which is something I find really annoying in a country famed for its flamingly-spicy food.
We stayed for 4 days at the Sea House in Krabi and then caught the overnight train to Bangkok.
