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Travel Blogs from Ko Chang
... had to go back. Not a quick trip. As we were there already I had a trip into the amazing supermarket. I bought more cheese for the trip. Eventually we were on our way though.
It was one of the saddest things I've seen. It's not easy to describe how you feel when you leave; you feel drained and shocked. As part of the entry fee you get an audio guide to tell you about what happened at each spot, the guide is really good but as everyone is listening there's very little ...
... enjoying the warm sunshine. Rialto turned to Video Girl and warned her to be cautious in this tropical sun, again reflecting on the horror of Phaic Tan.
Battery Boy and Rialto searched for hours locating useful items that could be used to improve his still. On returning to their tent they began to add their finds to Battery Boy's simple still. With these new found parts Battery Boy was hoping he could produce ...
... for his family but he has no ideas to make a family of his own. He
just fishes and farms, smokes weed and thinks.
He kept saying 'I won't get bored, you know'. He also said 'who will start a
war with me? What government will waste their resources coming to get me?' I
totally agree, in theory, but unfortunately people ceased to amaze me long ago
with their greed and madness.. Besides, there's always bombs and big dirty
nukes but I didn’t tell him this. I ...
... are in a location that is worth the sacrifice.The guides made is some great food and really chocolatey coffee, i have no idea what it was but I'd be buying some if I did.
So it gets to about 8pm maybe and the main guy says, let's go up the hill so you can get in your hammock. Its not far to walk but it's crazy dark and fairly jungley to get to the thing (that's all I can describe it as) that our hammocks were hanging from. I felt like Robinson Crusoe because there were wasn't ...
... jumped and climbed, taking a break for a quick lunch of fried rice on the hot rocks. One of the many monkeys darting around, whose total lack of timidness I found kind of unnerving, provided further entertainment by stealing a bag of fried rice and bread as we ate.
Before we left, the boys and I took a moment looking out on the river to appreciate with some level of disbelief our fortune that we could be there in that incredible place. Wow. Our lives.