24 little hours
Feeling more human today. Slept really well and had a nice breakfast in our bar with stunning vistas for company (left J in bed) banana smoothies have replaced my usual cafe con leche!
Decided to go exploring up West coast of the Island. Took a jeep taxi with two girls who live near us in Spain (Saragossa) we were just saying the other day how we hadn't met any Spanish on our travels. They were very nice girls, cabin crew for Ryanair so we had a good chat about the industry and Salou. They family holiday in La Pineda every year. It was really strange talking Spanish again and thinking about home.
Life in Salou feels very very far away at the moment.
Anyway we dropped them off and we carried on up the coast to - Haad Salad, selected simply so I could say the line "I had salad" in Haad Salad.
What a stunning ride up it was and on arrival we were greeted with this beach.
Had a nice lunch and a bit of a swim.
Trying to get Jason to the beach is usually like pulling teeth. He hates the beach with a passion and picks holes in everything from start to finish.
Bathing shorts - "I look like a German"
Sun cream - "too sticky"
Sand -" it gets everywhere"
Sea - "too choppy, things floating"
Moan moan moan.....
It's like being at the beach with Karl Pilkington.
So over the years I have learned to leave him at home and go with my good mate Ang.
Ang you would have loved it.
The Sea only comes to your waist, it's so clear and warm like bath water.
Tropical fish swim at your feet and best of all no FREAK waves to knock me out.
But Ang, Sadly no Harry the hammerhead shark inflatable (R.I.P)
Well he absolutely loved this beach said it was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, he went swimming in the sea, saw some exotic fishes said he's going to buy a snorkel, the lot!
After I'd picked my jaw up off the floor, we headed over to the next resort - Haad Yao to this beach.
Had a look round the town Thong Sala in the evening to the night market which was brilliant all home cooked food stalls and vintage clothes very nice atmosphere.
Stumbled upon an Eco friendly restaurant with a board outside advertising "SOLAR BAKED, RAW PIZZA" inside were the usual suspects Jacintha and Joshua with tattoos and MC Hammer pants.
Can't swing a cat inside the place for fear of catching a carefully nurtured dread lock. Well everyone was busy "finding themselves" on daddy's money.
This led to a discussion about what to call a collection of Eco Warriors?
We came up with "knobs" and went for a pint in the Irish bar next door.
Tomorrow we are moving up West its much nicer than Baan Tai and we can relax for a few days before our jaunt to Malaysia.