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When we got off the train in Hat Yai we were immediately struck by the brightly lit neon signs, all in Thai, not a hint of English. We knew we were in a part of Thailand that wasn't frequented by gringos.
Hat Yai hadn't been intentional. Our original plan was to travel much farther up the Malay Peninsula to …
... pick both leafy and dark greens to make a green smoothie. Because the jungle is teaming with life we also have a constant supply of bananas and papayas that we add to the smoothie. Often the villagers donate food such as cucumbers or tofu(not for the smoothie), which we also use. Simplicity here means no cell phone service, grocery store, paved roads, internet, or toilet paper. Our purpose is to create a space that one day will be able to ...
... in for extra measure in the already over capacity bus. He was literally, the scariest driver ever. It was a good job I was tired and managed to close my eyes as he was trying to overtake everyone unsuccessfully and driving right in the middle of the road- awful. He was rude and everyone knew it. We finally arrived at a bus station and got put on a bus to Hat Yai. I ended up sat at the back of the bus and wow the roads are so uneven here I'm surprised I didn't ...
... went smoothly. We were accompanied by a huge Malaysian tour group with matching fluorescent pink gift bags, and various Malaysian businessmen with multiple giant phones held to their ears simultaneously. For some reason, almost everyone on the flight seemed to be carrying either a crate of fruit or a pillow sized bag of giant Wotsits with them. The luggage carousel was carrying the oddest assortment of cardboard ...
... the next almost passed us by completely.
Piling back into the van, we were on our way again, headed for Georgetown in Malaysia’s north-west. Thailand was suddenly a happy memory; a thin layer of paint at the back of our minds. Here, a new culture, a new history, a new language awaited us, and we had been so engrossed in Thailand that it had almost caught us unawares. We piled out of the bus into Georgetown’s searing heat, and stepped into a new chapter of our journey.