Koh Kho Khao Resort
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... to lead us into the smallest of crevices in the rocks...which lead to little cave pathways requiring us to lay down in the boats and use flashlights to avoid running into the walls. All of the sudden, the caves opened up into a lagoon with exotic trees and fish that could climb the trees!! (hello Darwin!) Very cool. Unfortunately, in the process of getting into the caves, Matt got separated from us and went back to the dingy. But trying to explain to the Boat Boy that ...
... through the rainforest on top of these beautiful beasts. Em soon realised that Kerst is a little nervous and has fun grabbing het foot and trying to scare her. We lumber down to the beach and many photos are taken while we enjoy the scenery and the experience. These beautiful animals then take us back to where we started. We are able to feed the elephants and they certainly enjoy the bananas. We then ...
We have set the alarm to wake up at 7.00 as we are going to do yoga on the beach at 8.00. As we shower we hear the thunder rolling in and think maybe we can go back to bed but no we soldier on and head for the beach. It is beautiful. We start off with some breathing exercises and to be sitting on the beach, listening to the waves and doing yoga in Thailand is very, very special. After an hour of stretching, breathing and contorting we head up ...
... the brat or I’m calling the stewardess!
The crew comes down with the food trolley and completely ignores me! Won’t even make eye contact. Which just sums up how the locals have been treating me throughout the holiday. So glad I had food in the airport.
Arrive in Hong Kong, I’ve got 3 hours before my flight to Heathrow. I quickly get through immigration, collect my bags and get out. Eventually find ...
... a convivial evening. They were all considerate enough to converse in English for my benefit. Ken joined us later and the conversation inevitably turned to the usual subject - the poor levels of English attained in Thai schools. I left Ken to fight his corner and escaped to Tarzan Bar.
It had been hot and humid all day but overcast and as I walked up through the town I felt a few spots of rain. No sooner had I settled down with a beer than the heavens ...