


Oh yeah, I have also realized another thing that I learned on my trip. I really like not having to do my own laundry or dishes. ; )
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I went out to the giant weekend market here in Bangkok yesterday and I can now say that I have taken care of ALL of my x-mas shopping for this year. Hehe, I love travel. I also think that everyone is going to be very pleased with what they are going to receive this year.
It has ben a long trip and I have had so many wonderful expereinces as I have gone along. I am extremely grateful to all of the people I have met and have shared their time with me. These include (in roughly chronological order):
Caroline, Mark, Max & Michael, the rest of the Hanoi Backpackers Hostel staff, Sarah, Martha, Iris, Niamh, Lucy, Don, Joanne, Andrew, the Rainbow Divers Team, Chris & Liz, Manuel, Rebecca, Kim, the French connection (Ulysses, Shushu, and Clement), the Buddha View Dive Team and Bar Crew, the Coral Sky Divers Team (esp. Sue), and Hanna.
Thanks to all of you who have been reading the blog while I have been traveling and I really appreciate all the feedback that you have given me along the way.
While it is the end of my trip it will not be the end of this blog. There are countless photos and short annecdotes that I want to share with you. So, please continue to check the blog regularly. There will be new updates once I am back in Honolulu and in front of my own computer.
Long Beach is is a beautiful strip of white sand that stretches for about 2 km and it is lined with guesthouses, restaurants, dive shops, and even a couple of bars (Malaysia is a Muslim country). Accomadation on the island is VERY expensive and i have seen back yard tool sheds in better condition than the shack i ended up staying for $10 per night. I found one for $7, but it had bats living on the ceiling.
Following the recommendation that I had received from several dive shops elsewhere in southeast asia and other travellers I met I decided to go diving with Spice Divers, the oldest dive shop on the island. This proved to be a bad decision in the long run as i will now explain...
I did two dives my first full day on the island (24th) and was done diving around 2:00 in the afternoon. The two dive masters who do the fun dives - malay locals - then proceeded to start drinking - heavily - with three of the customers. They were playing some drinking game with dice in a cup. They were working through a big bottle of gin in a hurry. Another guy came by the shop who I had not seen before and I aksed him if he worked there. He said yes, and I asked who was leading the night dive later that night that I was supposed to be going on. He said that it was the two guys who were drinking really heavily. I promptly paid my bill and left their shop. So, if you ever make it to Pulau Perhentian Kecil, do NOT go diving with Spice Divers. Go with Coral Sky Divers. They were the shop that I switched to. Diving with them was excellent as you can see below.
I departed Kecil at 8:00 am yesterday, retraced my steps to Sungai Kolok and my middle name held out like never before. I needed to get a train ticket from Sungai Kolok to Bangkok - a 1260 km journey that takes 24 hours. I did not have a ticket in advance. Now, on a Thai train there are several classes of accomadation. First class with a private compartment, air-con sleepers, fan sleepers, and second class, which just has seats. When I got to the train station (with 45 minutes till the only train of the day departed) I was standing behind two 20 year old british girls who discovered that their were no more beds available. They bought seats for the journey and left the train station to get some food. I stepped up to the window and asked about beds.
The guy behind the counter said that there were no beds available. I looked at him. Studied him. Pulled out a 500 baht note ($12) and asked if there were any beds. He said to come back in 30 minutes, but did not take the bill. 30 minutes later I came back and low-and-behold the computer now said that there was a lower bunk in a air-con sleeper. I paid for the ticket and included the 500 baht bribe. So, with 15 minutes to spare, I managed to get a bed for the extremely long journey. I saw the two girls on the train and they figured out on their own that I had a bad and were shocked and asked how I had gotten one. I just smiled and winked at them...
I am once again back in Bangkok and am about to start my usual end of trip power shopping. Tomorrow I am headed out to Chatuchak, the weekend market with 15,000 stalls that sees over 200,000 people a day. I think that, like Morocco, I am once again going to have to buy another bag to get it all home...
My bungalow.
This party has been featured on several travel channel shows and is reknowned as one of the best parties on the planet. It originally started about a decade ago as a small celebration, and of course has totally ballooned to enormous proportions. For one night a kilometer and a half stretch of beach plays host to, during peak season (now), up to 30,000 twenty-somethings partying the night away. Half the people I have talked to about said it was one of the worst things they did on their trip. The other half say it was the best thing about their trip.
I am meeting up with several people that I have met in other places on this trip and I will be certain to let you know how it all turns out...
Asparas, or celestial dancers, at Angkor Wat.
One of the faces on the Bayon.
A hallway at the top of the Phimeanakas pyramid.
Thommanon
Ta Phrom
Ta Phrom
Terrace of the Leper King
the start of the first causeway. The 5 massive corn-cob shaped towers at the center are more than 2 km away and you are fist faced by a 400 meter long, 45 m wide causeway across a moat. At the far end of the causeway is a massive gopura, or entry gate. This gate is part of the 4th enclosing wall which is 1500 m on each side. (Enclosing walls are numbered from the center out.) Passing through the gate the ceiling soars above you to a height of more than 15 meters. Archaeology geeks notice that the Khmer people had not figured out the arch yet, so the width of the entry way is wide enough for your average sized car, but not much more. It is scary to think about how big of things they would have built if they had known about arches.
Darkness gives way to light as you exit the gatehouse and you are again faced with another raised causeway stretching from the fourth to the third enclosing wall. A large library and a reflecting pool are on each side of the causeway as you continue your trek.
The main towers of Angkor continue to grow taller with each step that you take down the causeway. The heavily worn stones are made of sandstone and measure approximately 1.2 m by 0.7 m. Along the edge of each causeway a seven headed naga forms the railing. Tourists, unfortunately, are everywhere. At the eastern end of the causeway you climb up 2 meters worth of stairs and cross the Terrace of Honor and reach the third enclosing wall.
The third enclosing wall is one of the most decorated parts of the entire Angkor complex. Along each side of the 3rd wall there are two massive panels, each depicting various scenes from Hindu Mythology. Each panel is about 2 meters tall and stretches for around 100 m. All of the carving is done with bas relief technique and clearly required and incredible time and energy expenditure. The detail is incredible to say the least.
After circling the outside of the third wall you continue inward and up through more, less decorated galleries, until you reach the courtyard between the second and the 1st enclosing walls. From here you are faced with a set of steps that rise about 15 meters and a 70 degree angle from horizontal. Each step has been worn VERY smooth and is no more than 6-8 inches wide. Going up isn't too bad, but coming down is really nerve racking because there is usually an older japanese tourists a little ways above you and you just know that if they slip and fall you are going to get really hurt, probably break something, and the rest of your vacation will be shot.
The view from the top is wonderful and it is sort of incredible to realize how far you walked and how high up you have climbed.
I am sorry that I have not posted more yet, but the place in Siem Reap with the fastest internet connection does not have computers with CD drives and the internet cafe's that do have CD drives have the slowest connections... Joseph Heller would love it.