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Travel Blogs from Ko Lanta
It's just four days until my departure
and I haven't written a single blog entry- shame on me! But I was
just too busy doing nothing, relaxing or simply not in the right mood
So it's time for a summary
everything that I have planned ahead didn't work out.:
meet a …
... on the way there as Deven is keen to get to Australia earlier than planned to work and save a bit of money before our other friends join us in December so that when they do arrive we can travel around doing and seeing the things we want to do and see. I am unsure what to do yet as there is still so much I was planning to do and there are other friends visiting me through October and November but the idea of earning money to have a good Christmas ...
... from a tree and he pounced. One cat's squirrel is another cat's lizard, I guess. We then spent the entire afternoon laid out on a sarong, reading and napping. If I got too hot I would jump in the ocean. The view from the beach is of a little island off Ko Phi Phi Don and of the rock face of Ko Phi Phi. We stopped for lunch, at which time I feasted. It has not been often that I have had much of an appetite in Thailand, so I made the most ...
... thunderstorms on our first few days but warm enough to be able to sit on our sun beds and watch the world go by (occasionally between the bouts of rain) and we'll try to perform this activity as often as possible this week
Wanted to finish the tour on a high so we're moving next door on Wednesday (17th) to a huge 'apartment' which is even closer to the beach but will tell all in the next and possibly last ...
... The countdown has begun. A mere two weeks remain on this epic “vacation”. In fact, more than one person in our life has asked the tired, but honest, question “can you really call it a vacation when you are gone over 4 months?” I just don’t know the answer, cuz I’m not home yet.
“Going home”, sounds strange. I’m not sure I will remember how to drive a car or how to eat with a knife and ...