Sawadee Ka

I am sitting here driving down the M6 (well I’m not driving) attempting to put something into words about my trip to Thailand. 

The people, the food, the beaches, the atmosphere, the heat.  A combo of magical seeds sewing up the main pockets of the perfect holiday.

The Thai’s are warm, friendly, happy people who welcome you through genuine hospitality.

 

One of our backpacking moments in Rayong left us in an area with no accommodation.  There was a lovely beach but it was 35 degrees and we had backpacks we just quickly made the decision to carry on moving.  We meakly entered this place that we thought might be a hotel but clearly wasn’t it felt like we were walking in on someone’s birthday party.  We asked if there was somewhere we could get a taxi.  We told her we wanted to go to Koh Samet. The nice lady knew what we meant but there were no taxis she said we’d have to go into Rayong.  Before I could even set amidst panic she had her boy (husband/boyfriend/brother/friend?) take us in his truck.  I was half expecting some money to be exchanged but it was nothing but an act of kindness.  God bless that nice Thai family.

Our journey started in Bangkok we then flew to Phuket, Karon over to Patong for one day.  From Patong to Krabi, Au Nang, another small island I am keeping a secret and then over to Phi Phi.  From here to Koh Phangan, Rayong, Ko Samet and back to Bangkok. 

Any cynics may say the Thais are only nice to you because it is benefitting them but I really don’t believe it.  Every single place we went they were friendly and welcoming and more than they had to be. 

The food was definitely one of the key bonuses.  Thai food was cheap and every day for 4 weeks at least once a day we were blessed with a beautiful dish.  Barracuda with lemon and chilli, Tom Yum soup, Thai chicken noodle soup, Pad Thai, red curry with duck and pineapple, tuna steak with ginger and chives, soft shell crab in black pepper sauce to name a few favourites.  Even the western food blew us away.  What my boyfriend described as the best lasagne he ever had oh and the best burger, best pizza it was absolutely outstanding. One night we even stumbled into an English place and enjoyed good old pie and chips.

 

I got so carried away writing this I have decided to do a little piece on each place.  Although no one actually reads my friggin blog anyways but you never know will tag on twitter as hopefully it may be useful to someone or inspire people to go woo hoo.