Wreck dive completed, that was it – back to port, group photo, buy the t-shirt, say goodbye and onto the 12 hour bus journey to Bangkok – aircon arctic cold but have had worse trips.… Continue Reading
Wreck dive completed, that was it – back to port, group photo, buy the t-shirt, say goodbye and onto the 12 hour bus journey to Bangkok – aircon arctic cold but have had worse trips.… Continue Reading
In Bangkok, when a tuk tuk driver tells you the Grand Palace is closed, you don’t believe him – even the dumbest farang knows that’s the cold open to a scam of one sort or another.… Continue Reading
Up too late to catch the wet markets, Bangkok’s Chinatown was still a nice little excursion, bustling and busy, but without the tiny alleys being clogged with people as they would be later in the day. Bigger than I expected, there was a lot of common zoning going on – If you ever need a couple of hundred stalls all selling Hello Kitty merchadise, this is the place to come to.… Continue Reading