I like calling our time in Krabi ‘the holiday within the holiday’ as it was sandwiched between weekends spent in Bangkok. It was love at first sight (well, from the moment we stepped into our room at the Timber House Resort). It was also the much needed break I’d been looking forward to for months on end.
Thanks to the rain we ended up getting that massage (no, not the Thai massage as it looked way too painful) on the first day instead of the last. Did the rain dampen our spirits? Oh no, Sirree, it only led us to spend time in the pool (I’ll leave it to you to figure out how this non-swimmer managed that!) and prance around with our hot pink umbrellas (courtesy the resort) for the camera. By the evening we were done with playing it safe and figured we’d do those island tours come hell or high water.
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| Rain, camera, pink umbrellas (aka up to no good) |
No, I did not get to see Maya Bay (Time and tide is keeping me away from Leo, eh, I mean “The Beach”!) or Hong Island thanks to the “big-big-wave” and I decided against risking it and arriving in Vietnam cast-away style as that’s where the storm was headed. We did get to see the Phranang Cave where people left their wish sticks (Diva and Poo, I will not say “IT”! :p), Poda Island, Tup Island (hey, we did get to see one sand bank atleast), Bamboo Island etc.
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| Phranang Cave |
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| Chicken Island |
Last but not the least we went mangrove kayaking. Poo’s job was to save the water-proof bag that stored our cameras if we capsized and the guide’s job was to save me or so I’d like to think (Some bits were certainly not shallow!) Poo passed on reptilian knowledge to our guide who in turn made sure we had an interesting and relaxed (Hey, I worked my arms off before getting there so it was a well-deserved break) tour of the lagoons and caves. Ask Poo, if you will. Oh wait , she’s an unreliable source so you had better take my word for it!
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Anyway, the plan is to head back to Krabi someday and hopefully that’s 'someday soon'. A little birdie tells me that Poo intends to head back just so she gets to be called “chicken masala” again by the roadside Romeo’s. Maybe, just maybe, the tide will flow in my favour the next time (Connect the impossible dots from Maya Bay to Leo here!). Okay, okay, I’ll get over it already!
For more visuals hop over to “Mystique Melodies”.
(Part 1 of the post liveth here.)
(Photographs contributed by Poo and Moi)
6 comments:
You perv! I wake up, turn on my comp and what do I see??
1) Penis Cave
2) A tree touching itself
Tsk, tsk.
Blah blah good to know you enjoyed your time there. Now pick up the freakin' phone and give me the raw deal!
Of course one needs to head back there! If only to answer the eternal question, "Are you single or double?" ;)
P.S.: Exaggerator! And where is the picture of the giant thing you refuse to name?
Smriti: I think that's a brilliant start to the day and to think you haven't seen the one "Chicken Masala" is going on about.:)
Chicken: I never exaggerate!:p
Say it KO! Shame you missed THE splendid maya bay. Now you have a reason to go back. U girls look fab in your bikinis.
Anon: Give up already, people!
Does one need an excuse to go back!?:-) That said, Maya Bay and Hong Island are still on my list of places to see, so go back I will.:-)
No, thank you! I'm a vegetarian!
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