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Entries from February 2008

The Trials and Travails of Transport

February 25, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Erin: The worst part about long-term travel is getting from place to place, especially since Seth and I are trying to travel overland as much as possible instead of taking airplanes. Generally, these days involve totally disrupting our sleeping habits and reducing food and water intake to the absolute bare minimum to avoid doing the pee pee dance (or worse!) in your seat until the driver decides that he wants to take a smoke break several hours down the road. Here’s a little story about our most recent trip from Tonsai to Bangkok and how Paula saved the day…

Towards the end of our stay in Tonsai, Seth and I started discussing how we would make our way to Cambodia, the next stop on our itinerary. Based on the research we had done, we knew that we could either take a train or a bus, and that either would pass right through Bangkok, so we decided to spend a few days there. The train would have been our most comfortable option as it left late in the evening and if you reserved a sleeping berth you could basically just wake up in Bangkok. Unfortunately, the travel agents in Tonsai told us that the sleeping berths were booked for several days and our only option was to take an overnight bus.

Several companies offered us tickets for 500-600 baht (approximately $16-19) for the 12 hour ride, but we learned from many travelers that the reason those tickets are so cheap is because the cost of the ticket is “subsidized” by thieves on the bus (working with the companies) who root through passengers’ belongings when everyone is asleep. Every single person we talked to who had been on one of these “tourist” buses knew of several people on their bus who found out later they had been robbed. We consider ourselves fairly savvy travelers and thought that we could avoid these problems by keeping our small bags with us and all our valuables hidden on our bodies, but we just couldn’t get comfortable with the idea of knowingly supporting the scam and such dishonest business practices. We also didn’t think we’d get much sleep that night constantly having to be hyper-aware of all our stuff.

Our alternative was to independently make our way to the government bus station in Krabi and book bus tickets there. Once we arrived, we surveyed our options and concluded that the only way we’d get much rest at all was to take a VIP bus (wider seats that recline further, with pillows and blankets, a toilet onboard, snacks, etc.) It was slightly out of our budget, but then I remembered my good friend Paula’s birthday offer to cover an upgrade of our choice. So here’s a big thank you to you, Paula, for the sleep we were able to get that night! As I promised, we took pictures of ourselves thoroughly enjoying the VIP amenities (most importantly, the comfy seat I am modeling above): bottled water, pepsi, mung bean cakes, onboard toilet (use your imagination on that one…on second thought, dont!) pirated movies, and a moist towelette to refresh yourself when you roll in to Bangkok at 3:30 am, the time of the morning which we have lovingly come to describe as “ass o’clock”.

We then split a cab with another guy to the heart of the backpacker area, Khao San Road. There, we learned that if we wanted to check into a hostel right away, we would have to pay for a full night’s accomodation just to get a few more hours of rest. If we waited until 6 am, we would only have to pay for one night’s stay and get the room until check out time the following morning. Now, the fact that we chose to wait until 6 am and save the cash probably sounds completely ridiculous to most of you reading along right now, but I assure you that in our backpacker minds it made total sense. We walked around for a while looking for a place that had availability, and then stalled some more by having a few juices at a cafe, then I camped out with our bags and Seth went to look at a few more places. He found a good deal for us and promptly at 6 am, we checked in and went back to sleep.

Our next adventure is crossing the border into Cambodia, which we’ll attempt to do tomorrow. It’s another 12+ hour adventure, but this time I’m actually nervous about it rather than just thinking about enduring it. Again, there’s a cheap tourist bus that sounds too good to be true and involves several scams: overpaying for your Cambodian visa, being “sold” to a hostel in Siem Reap for the night, and delaying the journey so long that you arrive there late at night and are intimidated into staying at the place that paid to have you delivered to their doorstep regardless of what other reservations you might have made. The independent travel alternative (what we’re attempting) is really not much better and involves fending off a multitude of people who try to cheat you on prices for various forms of transport, pickpocket you, and ask for bribes to process your visa. One you cross into Cambodia, your onward travel choices to Siem Reap include such enticing options as being squished into a pickup truck for several hours or paying a large sum of money to the taxi mafia to be squished into a Toyota Camry share taxi, all along a road that’s in pretty poor condition. There’s an incredible website that details the journey step by step, complete with diagrams and all! We certainly are thankful for travelers who have shared their experiences about these sorts of things. I’m sure we’ll be just fine, but I will certainly breathe a sigh of relief when we check into a hostel in Siem Reap tomorrow night.

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Rats, Mosquitoes and Blue Monkeys

February 25, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Seth: For the first ten days or do in Tonsai, we stayed in quite a hellhole. It seemed nice at first: we had a patio, mosquito net and attached bathroom. Unfortunately, the mosquito net had holes in it. We were massacred each night.

If the mosquitoes were having an off night, the monkeys took over. They camped out in the trees above our bungalow, and dropped half-eaten fruits and stolen goods onto our corrugated-metal-roof. Such noises are rather startling at 3am. The owners said the ruckus was due to “leaves”.

After one particularly obnoxious night, we woke to find our neighbor’s (empty) missing bag of peanuts, with heaps of peanut shells lying around. “Leaves”, huh?

One night was particularly bad. I forget if it was the mosquitoes or the monkeys who were screwing with us that night, but we’d barely gotten any sleep. Towards the end of the night, Erin and I half-woke to hear a chomping sound. It sounded like it was coming from inside the bed. Erin asked me to see what it was, and I replied that I thought it was her chewing a breath mint.

Now, I’ve never known Erin to enjoy breath mints or to be too concerned with how I find her morning breath. I don’t know what I was thinking. She didn’t either, and wasn’t particularly satisfied with my response.

There were planks blocking the underside of the bed, so we couldn’t actually find out. Sufficient to say, I’m pretty sure it was a rat, not Erin.

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Deep Water Soloing

February 25, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Seth: One day I went deep water soloing near Tonsai. A climbing guide took us to an island with overhanging rock. We chalked up on the long-tail and then the guide kayaked us to the rock. We clambered around until we got tired, then we just plopped into the water.

There was a gargantuan jellyfish was hanging out in the area where we fell. This thing was as big as a monster truck tire, and had all these crazy colored “I’m gonna fuck you up” barbs trailing behind it.

None of us got stung, but the extra motivation helped us stay on the wall a little longer. Here’s the rest of my deep water soloing photos.

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Papaya Salad and Mango Sticky Rice

February 25, 2008 · 1 Comment

Seth: The papaya salad and mango sticky rice are shown here. Soooooooo goooood…

Papaya salad is made by shaved carrots and unripened green papayas, mashed in a mortar-and-pestle with lime juice, fish sauce, sugar paste, roasted peanuts, raw garlic, tomatoes and chilies. It’s spicy, tangy, cheap and delicious.

Mango sticky rice is the perfect accompaniment to papaya salad. It’s simply sticky rice doused in sweetened coconut milk and topped with half a ripe mango. This has always been one of my favorites, and this being mango season, we hit this one hard.

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Our Favorite Stall-Wallah

February 25, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Seth: One of the only bad things about Tonsai was the comparatively high cost of living. Since everything had to be brought in via long-tail, prices were steep at restaurants.

Luckily, we quickly found the two non-pancake food stalls in the area. We usually ate one of our two-ish daily meals there, which consisted of some combination of green papaya salad, mango sticky rice and rice noodles with coconut curry.

Erin was a fan of the pancake stalls as well. For about a dollar you could get a pancake (more like a crepe or a Singaporean prata) stuffed with whatever you wanted. Erin was partial to the chocolate-peanut butter-banana pancakes, but I was unimpressed.

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Two For One, Tonsai-Style

February 25, 2008 · 1 Comment

Seth: On Valentine’s Day we decided to have a big night, or as big a night as possible on Tonsai. One of the climber hangouts had 2-for-1 drinks, so we ordered one vodka-tonic for me and one vodka-orange for Erin.

This is what we ended up with. We ordered 2-for-1, and got 4-for-2. It was fine with us, until I got horrendously sick that night and puked for the second time this trip. I don’t think it was only alcohol-related though, because 36 hours later Erin caught whatever I had. Not fun.

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Tonsai From One Of The Walls

February 25, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Seth: This is about 3/4 of Tonsai. I took this photo from the base of one of my climbs. To the right of the big cliff on the right is Railay, a more upscale area. Around the corner from that was a resort where the lowest rooms were $600 a night. And that’s now, not high season.

We didn’t stay there.

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Climbing

February 25, 2008 · 1 Comment

Seth: Since high school, I’ve had an on-again-off-again infatuation with rock climbing. I remember drooling over Tonsai when I was really devoted to climbing ten years ago. But life went on and I forgot all about it, until Erin and I found ourselves nearby.

When Erin and I lived in Mountain View, I climbed a few times a week at a local climbing gym. Once we moved to San Francisco, my interest in climbing faded as beer-brewing, bike maintenance, pickling and (sadly enough) commuting ate into my spare time.

But in Tonsai I got back into it. My muscles and callouses were gone and I couldn’t conquer anything terribly burly, but I still had a blast.

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Tonsai Beach

February 25, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Seth: After Erin’s birthday, we went to Tonsai Beach. It was only a ten minute long-tail ride away from Ao Nang, but it felt like a different world.

Tonsai is a climbing mecca, and the beach is ringed by huge limestone cliffs. Since the beach isn’t as nice as neighboring beaches, the overweight two-weekers aren’t interested, and the big resorts haven’t squashed the little bungalows.

So it’s just a bunch of climber-folk and the beach bars that cater to them. Flip-flops are the norm, hammocks abound and Bob Marley is ever-present. It wasn’t an intense party scene, just folks climbing by day and relaxing with a few beers at night.

We planned on spending two or three days there and ended up staying for two weeks.

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Read Shantaram Right Now!

February 20, 2008 · 1 Comment

Seth: I just devoured Shantaram.

The bungalow we rented for Erin’s birthday had this tattered copy of Shantaram in the room, which the owners let me swap for a clean copy of The Motorcycle Diaries. It’s one of those books that you take everywhere and don’t want to put down to do anything, such as sleep or interact with your girlfriend. Anyone who has an interest in India or just wants to get sucked into an epic adventure should get a copy right now.

I still have mine and it’s heavy as hell, so I’m currently accepting any and all trade offers…

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Happy Birthday to Me!

February 8, 2008 · 2 Comments

Erin: We celebrated my birthday in Ao Nang, a touristy beach area in southwestern Thailand. Coming from Malaysia, it was a bit of a shock to see throngs of westerners parading down the sidewalk in short skirts, tank tops, bikinis, etc with beer in hand. We felt more like we were in Honolulu!

Thailand is the first place we’ve been where it’s high season and it took us a few hours of walking around in the midday heat with our packs to find a place to stay. We had decided to splurge a bit for my birthday and eventually, we discovered a great bungalow on the hillside with a balcony and views of the ocean. It didn’t take long to relax into the pace of life here and we were soon enjoying cold beers and great Thai food.

We spent my birthday rotating between eating delicious food, reading on the beach, swimming, strolling and drinking fruity cocktails (like the Coco Mango ones in the picture above). When Seth asked what I wanted for my birthday, I told him I thought I’d like to get a massage. As afternoon rolled around, I knew it was a sign of a good birthday that I felt so relaxed I didn’t even see the need to get one.

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We Pray for You

February 8, 2008 · 2 Comments

Erin: After struggling to find food in the hawker stalls in Singapore that didn’t have some sort of hidden pork or fish ingredients (a girl can only eat so many plates of fried rice and fried noodles), I was so happy to discover an all-vegetarian Chinese restaurant in Malaysia. This sign was posted in the stairway leading to the restaurant: note the animals’ funny speech bubbles. They had a yummy lunch buffet and I was also able to get some curry puffs for the train/bus rides ahead.

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Plumbing Issues

February 8, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Erin: Not sure what exactly happened here, but the toilet in our car on the slow train through the Malaysian jungle had definitely seen better days. Luckily, the one in the next car was in better condition.

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Fun At First…

February 8, 2008 · 1 Comment

Seth: It took us two days to get from Taman Nagara to Krabi, Thailand. We were in transit (on buses/trains, waiting for the next one, going through customs, walking to/from transport stations, etc) from 7:15am to 1am the next night, barring sleeping one night in a Malaysian border city.

The beginning of our journey was fun, as this picture implies, but by the end, we were crabby and drained. We didn’t document those moments..

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Bus of Death

February 8, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Seth: This was a poster at Malaysian train stations, pointing out the safety benefits of train travel via photos of gruesome bus accidents. I particularly enjoyed the “Bus of death” clipping in the bottom left.

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