A friend of mine will be backpacking soon to Southeast Asia. Hes gonna follow the trip I had around this time two years ago—starting from Thailand then to Cambodia and down to Vietnam. He asked me some tips and how I did. But, instead of telling him everything in words, I thought of sending him the links of the blog entries I had but only to discover that I dont have it here. I started this blog 3 months after that trip.
Its toooo late but I still wanna share it. Were on our way to winter now and a beach photo is good for the eye. 😉
It is true. Staying in Patong Beach, the mecca of all kinds of debauchery, is like slumming in Beverly Hills. That means, no budget hotels/hostels here. Good thing is that there’s this super duper clean and cool gay guesthouse which has a dormitory type room for Baht 400, including breakfast and use of internet. It’s a gem already, considering its location is 5 minutes walk to the beach and walking distance to all the homo and hetero bars.
And because the main tourist attraction here is not Patong Beach itself, but the islands nearby, the best way to go island hopping is to register at local tour agencies that abound everywhere, like every ten meters—you’ll see one. And don’t pay the price printed on the brochure. Haggle up to 40-50% of the original price. Yeah, it’s a lot but that’s just how it works in a small town where the influx of tourists is the lifeblood of the local economy.
We stayed there for 30 minutes only to give way to the next batch of ferry boats loaded with tourists.
The karst stone mountain / island beautifully sits / floats there as if in Nirvana. It is blissfully panoramic when I climbed on a small elevated hill to get away from the madding crowd.
Oh, nooooooo!!!! Toooo crowded for a small beach!
Ahhhhh…. I miss this paradise…
I once used this pic as my screensaver to survive winter in Beijing in 2008! 😉
From there, we went around the island but it was high tide in the area so we need to go somewhere safe where we can go snorkeling.
The Viking Cave. I forgot why its called such.
We then headed to the Monkey Bay. Here, we literally fed the monkeys but we were told NOT to TOUCH them. We can just throw or feed them food but never do any physical contact or else they might go amok. And if that happens, just go into the water. Monkeys can’t swim and are afraid of the water. Really?
My first snorkeling experience!
I was expecting more seafood but there were only two—fish fillet! The others were pasta, chicken curry, vegetables, eggs and soup.
DID YOU KNOW…?
THE PERFECT BEACH
There’s a rumor that the island described in Alex Garland’s backpacker classic,