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Out for a wander thru the royal fish project, the crocodile farm and Bung Si Fai park.
Toured around town, then out to the Little Red Car for dinner, followed by a street stall for dessert.
Up early the next for an interesting breakfast, from the well meaning staff.
Off again to Sukhothai historical ruins, then stopped at ...
... hungry but don’t get too many lunch invitations and so joined her for the second meal of the day at Khao Lak Thai Foods Restaurant. She turned out to be quite an intrepid solo traveller and we enjoyed swapping travelling tales.
I also discovered that she was personally a victim of the tsunami, having been sitting on the beach in Phuket when it struck. She hurt her back but managed to escape. It left her severely traumatised though and after a ...
... you taking your wife?" G "Yes, and my daughter and her boyfriend, will they be safe?" L "Yes, but you leave early!" And so that's where we spent our evening. Theres no entrance fee and no one complained that wed brought our own bottle of Sangsom once we'd bought just one round and more mixers. Its around 200 baht from the Khao Lak strip by Songthaew for four. The entertainment consisted of men, dressed as women, pre and post op, miming to mainly modern disco classics ...
... and dipped our feet in the water. The fish tried to nibble Darren's feet.
After drying our feet we continued to the next waterfall. We saw lots of monkey's in the trees on the way. We are in the dry season and all the waterfalls are a little on the small side. We started towards waterfall no.4 but decided to turn back as it was a slow walk over lots of tree roots, we were both hungry and it was another 4km which isn't far but we needed ...
It was Tuesday again and time to take on the children at Wat Muang Pratcharam school. I had tried to be positive about the school when questioned about it by my new colleagues. Maybe, after their new year holidays, the children would have transformed into little angels, but I somehow doubted it.
The racket emanating from the classroom as we approached confirmed my worst fears. It was a large crowded class and as usual the boys started playing ...