Khao Lak Palm Beach Resort
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... beautiful clear (and deep, dark) water. It was lovely but a bit daunting not knowing what was under you! I say not knowing, whilst we were eating lunch, the guide bought out a dead snakehead that was harpooned the previous day. It wasn’t massive but big enough and the teeth on it were not friendly!! Didn’t stop us all jumping in to cool down and freshen up!
After 30 minutes, we all got back on the boat back to the pier- it was the end of the ...
... the attap roof. Marilyn thought it was probably monkeys. The staff had told us earlier that a sun bear had climbed onto the roof of one of the huts recently. I really wished that we had closed the windows.
We survived the night in one piece however and were amazed that we hadn’t even been bitten. It seems that the water in the lake has some properties that makes it unsuitable for mosquitoes to lay their eggs there. The sunrise was stunning. We ...
... began with, by my standards, an adventurous bus ride. I'm tightening the belt a bit, so opted for the 150 baht ( $6 ) public bus ride instead of my usual private transport. I shall continue to do this, as it was an air-con'd beauty, and for 1/10th the cost I was soon at my destination. A rep from my hotel was there to meet me on the highway, and I found my way to a beautiful little bungalow, 300m from the park entrance.
... cards we use to teach began to fall off. It is not unusual for one or two of them to need a makeshift repair during a class but not as many as this. As cards fluttered one after the other to the floor we did the best we could with sticky tape but it was not a good start to the day, particularly as we needed to use this lesson for four classes today.
We made it through to lunchtime when we joined the children in the school canteen for fried rice, chicken soup, ...
... for them to arrive.
They were just five young students with their teacher, whom they addressed at all times as Sir, but whose name I believe was Gerrard. They came from a private school in Johannesburg. It was the British International School and so none of them was actually South African, with the exception of Gerrard. Two of them were from Zambia, one from Mozambique, one from Congo and Rebecca, with whom I was going to work, was from Sale, ...