He ain’t heavy…

Hoodwinked, scuppered and reflections

March 29th gave us back the rule of 6 outdoors and we planned to make the most of our new freedom to have those long craved for sessions with friends and family.  The plan was set for us to travel up to Somerset on Saturday 3rd April and as circumstances turned out this was going to be an opportunity to meet with not just with Paul and number one grandson but also Leanne.  We were really looking forward to it as we hadn’t seen Leanne since last August and Paul since around Christmas. 

First thing Thursday morning we got a message from Paul to say that there had been a positive test at the play group and that the family had to self-isolate for 10 days.  The planned visit would have to be postponed.  We were gutted but replied to the effect that we understood and, hey ho, it could be worse. 

That same day we had been invited to an afternoon session on neighbours Bob and Sheila’s patio along with Paul and Maureen.  It was to be an afternoon of snacks and drinks and lots of chat and banter.  Just as we arrived at midday Neil got another message and video from Paul but as we were in company he decided it could wait.  The garden party was fun and it’s amazing how a simple pleasure can be so good after such a long time without any face to face social interaction.

After a couple of hours Paul phoned.  Neil took the call just to quickly say he would ring back later as we were with friends.  He did ring back sometime after 4pm to be told ‘Dad look at the video’.  We watched and saw Super Kid saying ‘April Fool’ although, as Leanne pointed out later, it sounded more like ‘Achy Balls’!  We had been well and truly April Fooled.  By this time Paul was thinking that his wizard wheeze had not been seen in the light that it was meant to and that our lack of response meant we were miffed.  We saw the funny side straight away.

So with plan A back on track we did get to meet in Tricia’s garden after all for an afternoon of playing with Super Kid and chatting with everyone.  Leanne pushing the wheelbarrow with Super Kid shouting ‘chase Gramps’ and laughing as he hurtled around the garden.  It was a sunny day but cool so we wrapped up and sat in the lea of the fence and had a really great afternoon.  Again, a simple pleasure and so good to see everyone after such a long time.

You Can’t Always Get What You Want

We can formally announce that the ‘sandin’ and paintin’ is coming to an end.  We still have to do the front door and to patch up the coving and fine cracks where new plaster meets woodwork due to the drying out process and damage caused by the leaky chimneys, but that’s all small stuff.  At the start of the month we anticipated the main house renovations would finally be done and we could live like normal people – whatever that means!  We were looking forward to having the summer off before tackling the minor patching in the Autumn. 

The final room was the study. It’s been a temporary kitchen, a dumping ground and storage for materials for the build as well as mission control for planning the work. The threadbare curtains came down and the swirly carpet was given away – yes – people do want stained, worn and generally horrible carpet!

We cracked on with painting over the wallpaper in the study and covering the dark ugly alcoves & shelves with a fresh coat of white.  The ceiling and walls turned out better than expected given the wallpaper was in less than perfect condition.  The hideous orange disappeared without too much trouble but the shelves weren’t going to be covered up without putting up a fight.  Eventually, after several coats of spray stain stop, Neil resorted to the heavyweight Zinser we used to cover up the ski chalet pine in the kitchen. 

We allowed a week for the paint on the skirting board to harden off and Neil phoned Imran in advance to schedule a fitting slot for the remaining carpet for the study, hall, stairs and landing.  What we didn’t want to hear, and certainly didn’t anticipate, was Imran’s response that there was a problem with the carpet supplier from Turkey and that at least for the moment we would have to wait. 

Once again the hallway was to be the scene of yet another chapter in the ‘Book of Renovation’.  Having been a kitchen for 3 months it became the storage location for new bedroom furniture, and then the work area for decorating equipment & DIY tools, it was going to continue in its latest role as storage for the study furniture…….but for how long?

A few days later Imran confirmed our worst case scenario that the carpet we had fitted in 75% of the house was no longer available…..bollocks!  We went down to the shop and sifted through sample after sample to try and find a match.  Eventually we found a carpet that was very, very similar so we plumped for it in the hope that the wide wooden door thresholds would mean it wouldn’t be too obvious. 

There was a positive however.  Imran agreed to keep the price the same whatever carpet we chose.  The new one is much better suited to busy areas like the stairs and it costs about 40% more.  Fingers crossed it looks the part.  As this is being typed we still don’t have a fitting date so we’re still living with bare boards, exposed carpet gripper and chaos.  Maybe next month we can finally show you some before and after pictures of properly finished rooms.

Bits and Pieces

Monday 12th April was to be a momentous day for England as it was the next phase of the return to normal life.  Pubs and cafes were allowed to serve to outside seating and non-essential shops were allowed to open.  There were long queues outside shops and some of the scenes in the newspapers of revellers was amazing.  One in particular in The Daily Star made us laugh.  It showed two people sitting at a table outside tucking into a plate of food sitting under an umbrella.  April 12th also coincided with some parts of the country getting snow but it didn’t bother these two guys…..simple pleasures.

The shops have opened in our little high street and with the painting all done we had time on our hands. Having bought the beautiful marble topped wash stand last month we shopped for other ‘interesting’ items to complement the decoration and make the house feel like a real home. 

We’ve also embraced the concept of upcycling and giving unwanted items a new purpose in life.  We’ve been selling the items that we came with but that didn’t suit the house.  In particular the Malm furniture we bought in Ikea to furnish the rentals, some of which must be 20 years old.  It’s still in good condition and we have probably sold it for what we paid for it but it also meant that our house bargains weren’t actually costing us that much, maybe nothing.  Most things we picked up have been in great condition, but some required a lot of sanding and cleaning and we are really pleased with the results. We’ve also gone overboard on the nautical bits and bobs – but hey, we do live at the seaside.

The garden is bursting with new life and continues to surprise us with how much it changes month on month.  March was yellow, April is bluebells, cherry blossom and tulips. 

We have at least 2 pairs of robins, one of which has set up home in the garage as they did last year…..shitting everywhere!  Rufus the pheasant puts in the occasional appearance and Neil spotted a female in the garden just once.  We were sitting in bed one morning having tea when Neil spotted a swallow, the first this year.  Whilst the weather has been dry and sunny it has been cold…..we haven’t seen it or any others since…..maybe it’s flying back to Africa?

Bob the Builder

April 23rd brought us some sad but inevitable news.  Neil’s eldest brother Bob had been suffering from Alzheimer’s for the last few years and finally his body gave in.  Obviously very upsetting but in some ways relief as he had little quality of life towards the end and seeing his children and grandchildren was complicated due to Covid.  Towards the end he required a live in carer and then two.  It’s not good to visit anybody, let alone your brother, when the person doesn’t know who you are.  It’s very upsetting. 

We had the call that the end was close and Neil and brother Bill arranged to drive to Gloucester  to go and see him but sadly before they could get there the news came that he had finally breathed his last.

Why Bob The Builder?  Simples.  In exchange for babysitting his kids, Bob did so much for Neil.  For example, when he bought his first sports car aged 20, an MG Midget, he knew it needed some improvement under the bonnet.  To cut a long story short they replaced the engine and then when Neil ‘remodelled’ the front end Bob said ‘I can fix it’.  They rebuilt the bodywork including spraying.    

RIP Bob, we’ll remember you the way we saw you the last time, drinking tea, munching mince pies and watching the family video circa 1966 which brought such emotion from you as you clearly did have some memory.

Reasons to be Cheerful

  1. The UK Covid infection rate continues to decline, vaccination rollout has been excellent and uptake has been high.  Freedom is on the horizon, and maybe, just maybe, we will get back those freedoms we took for granted.
  2. A major project is underway that was not in the original renovation plan – more news on this next time.
  3. Whilst reflecting on past memories we looked through some of our old travel photos.  It made us realise what a fantastic 12 years we had.  The people we met, the scrapes we got into, the special places we discovered and the fun we had. 

Carpe Diem

Happy New Year from Langkawi Island

We’ve been on Langkawi Island now for almost 2 weeks and life at Zackry’s Guesthouse remains as sociable as ever. It is such a great place to meet people, chat, swop stories and even make plans to meet up later in the trip. Niamh, pronounced Neev, is from Ireland and is Zack’s girl Friday. She looks after everything here at the guesthouse and makes sure that things run smoothly. Our room has lots of shade so it’s lovely and cool to sit outside our cabin and catch up on mail and our blog.


Christmas was great with a dinner on Christmas Eve of fish and chicken, Champagne provided by Florent from France and Chen, his Chinese girlfriend, to see in Christmas Day. On Christmas Day we had Roast Beef, washed down with fine wine and rounded off with lots of Old Jamaica Chocolate. The beef was excellent and it was fantastic to have a big slab of real meat on the plate for a change. Of course, there is nothing quite like a walk on the beach on Christmas day.


We have a great mix of ages and nationalities, Swedes, French, Chinese, Japanese, Serb, A Brit teaching in Brazil, Czech, Ozzies, Kiwi’s, and lots if Irish. We also have 3 Neil’s!! Let’s not forget the South African lady, Leana, who, over the last 2 years, has cycled all the way here – respect!.


This is a duty free island so things like drink and chocolate are relatively cheap. 2 litres of Bacardi costs £11 whilst a can of beer costs 25p. That’s cheaper than a can of Diet Coke!! But, cheap booze aside, we have been very good in trying to keep to the diet with only one trip “off piste” when Cheryl regretted those extra Bacardi and cokes and spent the next day in and out of bed feeling miserable. She says “when will I ever learn”? “Never dear, probably never”!!


We do like Langkawi, it’s fun here, but we do miss the peace and tranquillity of Koh Chang. Langkawi is really quite touristy with lots of people and bars etc. There are also the world’s worst invention – Jet Ski’s. Zack’s is at the quiet end of town so we have to walk to go to the main shops etc. Since last year there has been quite a lot of development so this is probably the last time we will come here.


The New Years Eve celebrations commenced with the customary curry and beers followed by drinks in the guesthouse bar. We also took a break from the partying to go down to the beach to watch the “posh” hotels fireworks. It was full moon and quite magical sitting on the powdery white sand, sipping our homemade raspberry vodka & orange cocktail and watching the amazing firework displays for around 4kms down the island. There were also hundreds of Chinese lanterns being lit and floated into the sky.

After the fireworks died down we wandered into Holiday Villas, (very expensive) and blended with the guests who paid over £50 each for the buffet and entertainment. We managed to get one of the waiters to take our picture with the very large 2010 sign in the background. You will see from the pics that we “liberated” some garlands which we took back to Zack’s to hand out. It was quite hilarious as we blatantly walked through the hotel with all the staff wishing us a Happy New Year as we left. We giggled like naughty children all the way back to Zack’s. Flushed with our success at party crashing Neil wants to up the ante and get a full dinner as well next year. We’ve come to the conclusion that out here if you are western you just need to look confident and you can get away with most things.

Partying at Zacks went on until we don’t know when as we can’t find anyone that remembers who went to bed last or at what time. After Cheryl’s misbehaviour of a few days earlier we were much more careful and we were tucked up in bed by about 2.30 a.m.


We are relaxing or a couple more days here before heading to the bright lights of KL.

So, you think it’s all over..??

………so that’s that then, sitting in Bangkok International Airport ready to catch the flight back to blighty. What are our lowlights/Highlights? We’ll start on the lowlights so that we can finish on a high:

It’s not all been fun, there have been some low points, but not many in comparison.  The ones that deserve a mention:

  1. Losing your wallet and the hassle of cancelling/renewing credit cards but on the upside not much money was lost
  2. The disappointment of Laos – Luang Prabang was a lovely place which we both enjoyed, however the anticipated highlight of the trip though the cave was just too much hassle to arrange and this was compounded by the tourist inflation rate spiralling out of control.  We left well before the visa expired.
  3. The Vietnamese way of life – I.e. expect noise & to be ripped off –  but the upside is we have got to grips with it , and we had some great experiences while we were there so we want to go back for a fresh start.
  4. Forgetting to buy the bus ticket to Melacca in advance and having to wait for what seemed like days (well 5 hours …) in the grimiest, dank, hot, smelly s**t hole of the bus station in KL – one of the glitziest towns in SE Asia!!
  5. Still feeling uneasy with the western man with younger Thai woman. Especially when there is an extreme age gap.

Now for the good stuff:

  1. Amazing natural & cultural sights – Awe inspiring Halong Bay, Sukothai, Tombs, Tunnels, Wats, etc.
  2. Fulfilling Neil’s dream of visiting Vietnam and walking off the plane……Neil almost choked as he walked down the steps.
  3. Christmas at Zack’s and enjoying a bottle of 21 year old Chivas Regal and meeting so many lovely people
  4. Daft experiences  –the filing past of locals laughing at Neil wearing his shirt as pants while getting his zip fixed in The Mekong Delta
  5. Great food, food & more food – Biryani in Little India Singapore, Green curry, red curry, Tom Yum soup, curry pasties, the cheap & cheerful, wonderful food courts …..mmmm.  Beerlao – drank it & got the T-shirt!
  6. Weird sights – Sculpture Park in Tha Khaek, the psychedelic lighting in Batu Caves in KL
  7. The madness of HCMC and surviving crossing the road!
  8. Meeting Chris and family after so many years
  9. Meeting so many great people, exchanging tales … and bumping into them again!
  10. With time comes healing and Neil’s urgent need for relief whilst on a slow bus is now even funny to him. The thought of a bus load of passengers watching his very undignified exhibition still makes us laugh. Neil hopes that no one has been permanently scarred by the experience!!

Finally, so you think it’s all over????……….well, think again readers.

What started off as a  6 month trip to “seize the day” has become our new lifestyle. The Corporate Bol**cks we first talked about is really over as we’ve come to the conclusion that earning buckets full of money is not all it’s cracked up to be. We’ve had so much fun on not much money and it’s not going to stop. We’re coming back to tour the UK in our caravan, catch up with friends and family and will return to S E Asia next October to start the next adventure…….wooo hooo!

The way things are……..

It’s socially acceptable to come down for breakfast in a hotel in your pyjamas – whatever your age!

Thai people have no concept of consequences – hence no helmets on motorbikes, kids held in arms on bikes, appalling driving in general, not looking out for others before standing in the way (especially in a swimming pool when they seem to go out of their way to get into yours!)  Seriously, having spoken to a number of long stay & permanent expats, if you get injured on a motorcycle it wasn’t your fault you were driving without thinking it was those pesky spirits to blame.  In many ways this is a great way to live because you never worry about what might happen, something which prevents a lot of western people from taking any risks at all. 

At home we feel  Health & safety has gone mad with risk assessments for wiping your bottom whereas here in Thailand there  are 10 year olds riding motorbikes & food hygiene at the market which would make Clive & Karen (both environmental health officers) squirm and yet we have been eating there without any problems at all.  Sure, there is a middle ground but it is refreshing to live in a more relaxed environment and questioning your Western view of the world and what is ‘right’.  At least kids get to be kids and have a lot of freedom.

Asian Mall shuffle syndrome.  Shops, markets, malls etc, the only way to move around is generally to move at a snail’s pace and arm in arm if there are two of you so no one can get past.  Stepping out in front of someone then grinding to an immediate halt is also popular. 

There is a growing obesity problem.  The number of sumo babies, toddlers & children is shocking.  Especially compared to the incredibly slender ‘where on earth are the internal organs??’ body types.

Genuine honesty (we got very negative & untrusting following experiences in Vietnam).  For instance, Cheryl needed a hair cut so in Phitsanulok we found what looked to be a busy salon with a number of stylists in smart uniforms.  After the usual round of gestures, mimes, giggling and charades we agreed on a wash & cut but couldn’t understand what the price was, but hey how much could it be?.  The wash was head massage bliss & the cut was started by a junior and then the senior stylist (young man with very trendy haircut) took over. 

He was meticulous and produced an excellent result that Cheryl would have been very happy with at home.  Dusted off and ushered out of the salon Cheryl got the wallet out but there was no one in reception.  Gesturing with money didn’t help.  “No pay” said the stylist, “but.. but , I must pay“ said Cheryl,  “is free” said the stylist.  During Neil’s long wait (attention span of a gnat) he observed that this was a training salon, and that most of the girls were under tuition of the senior stylist.  Sunday was clearly “free cut day” for models.  We had no idea so they could have charged whatever they liked so as a thank you we went back the next day with a big box of biscuits.

Sleaze.  We met a very sad specimen in Nong Khai in an expat bar.  Tony was about 60, overweight, ruddy faced, pretty charmless, unattractive……no real redeeming features whatsoever.  He started bragging to Neil about how he always cheated on his women (yeah right) how he liked to go to girlie bars where they all knew him, and how much he could buy women for.  He was a quite disgusting specimen of the human race and clearly had no respect for anything or anyone.  As a fellow male Neil was astounded about his openness, bravado or was it a cry for help? He just doesn’t know, but thanks his lucky stars he is not a sad old git like him.

Sad.  The number of old, fat bellied, generally unattractive western men with younger Thai wives/girlfriends.  Neither of us can really understand how in the long term these relationships are supposed to survive.  He is a walking ATM for her and all of her family, and she waits on him hand and foot, as Asian wives do.  At best, they have a working arrangement, where he pays and she provides services.  At worst, he gets thoroughly ripped off by her & her family and has no life of his own, some even become ‘flying farangs” – the term used in Pattaya for supposed suicides of expats from high-rise condos.  Ok it’s great to be looked after, but Western culture is a relationship to be a partnership and to have things in common – what do these couples talk about?  (from observation most sit & eat in restaurants in total silence).  Neil commented that if he was inclined that way, and he had one of these women on his arm, he’d be walking with a spring in his step, “cor look at me“, and yet most of these men have such a hangdog expression making them look miserable…….what’s it all about!?

Eating out is a way of life and food is very cheap. Thai’s generally don’t eat out as a celebration they eat out as a matter of course, mostly quick and easy fuelling stops. It’s a grazing culture with someone eating somewhere just about all times of the day. Eat in the food court and you get a very tasty meal for £0.80. At home, in a Thai restaurant would be £8! The ambience might not be so pleasant but the ambience in a UK Thai restaurant is not worth the extra £7.20. In fact, roadside ambience, railway ambience and night market ambience sometimes have the edge!!

It’s hot here, very hot so it’s quite difficult to do too much between 11.00 and 16.00. It’s only crazy westerners that go on the beach in the heat of the day, Thais arrive on the beach about 17.00.

When it rains here boy does it rain! No grey drizzle that last for days, just rain on steroids for about 30 minutes then warm drying sunshine.

Queuing! It’s not a Thai thing.  Jump the queue, well that’s OK as there is no concept of “first come first served”.

In most of Asia it’s not acceptable to flush your toilet paper down the loo. First, you use the jet spray positioned next to the loo to hose down your bum and then you use the paper to dry off before putting it in the basket

Splashy New Year!

New Year number 3 for us – Songkran in Thailand, and it’s a wet one……in fact it’s one huge water fest for all ages.  Water hoses, pistols, foam, buckets, bowls – you name it.

The best part is the hordes of pick up trucks laden with barrels of water and water chucking posses driving around the streets just having fun.  It is all good natured – and yes we did get wet.  Its just the traditional way that the Thai’s celebrate, origins are to do with washing/cleaning for a new start to the year, but as it’s the hottest time of the year it’s more of an excuse to have fun.

As you do get very wet – we didn’t take the camera out, but we do have one picture of Neil with the Songkran garland given to him by the receptionist at the hotel (she likes him…..).

Hua Hin & 4 weeks of not doing much at all…..

Back in beach mode and sightseeing activities have all but stopped.  Instead, we have been mainly doing:

1 Exercise (about time I hear you say), to whittle off the excesses of the past few months.  Swimming twice a day for 30 mins. (approx 1km for Cheryl & 2km for Neil each day)

2 Calculating the cost of the trip.  A grand total of £7k, or about £40 per day.  We have travelled a lot, especially flights around Vietnam, so have been pleasantly surprised that it has all been so reasonable.  We also calculated that by doing long stays and travelling less this could be as little as £25 per day – in relative luxury, and sunshine of course.

3 Assessing our finances.  Including, getting to grips with SIPPs & ISAs (yawn…..but hey Cheryl was a beancounter and has to be tax efficient!!.) Current Income levels have been better than anticipated as there are winners & losers in every economic climate (thanks Bank of England for the unprecedented base rate).

4 Enjoying the benefits of the lovely hotel that has kindly given us the best value rates that we’ve ever had for taking a long stay.  In fact we have swapped the usual backpacker hostel/budget hotel standard for 4* luxury, and all for £12 per night.

5 Thinking a lot about what we do next………Needless to say we will probably be coming back as we cannot live in the UK on what is the equivalent of £12k a year for both of us….bargain!!

Hua Hin – and how posh are we??

We’ve finally made it to the seaside for the last 5 weeks of our trip.

We’ve put all our negotiation skills to good use and bagged a very, very large room with Jacuzzi bath, TV, wifi and private balcony for 600 Baht/night (about £12!!) including a free upgrade that we weren’t expecting.



The hotel also has a fabulous pool and we’ve been in twice a day to try and get a little fitter before we come home. There is also a “fitness corner” with some “interesting” machines. We’re swimming early a.m. and late p.m. and have the pool pretty much to ourselves. You can see from the pics that the pool is between 25 and 30 meters long so we’ve been able to do some serious training…..about 500 meters a session or 1km/day.

Hua Hin has really exceeded our expectations. We anticipated lots of high rise condo’s and hotels and for it to be really busy….it’s not!!  It’s very clean, not at all Thai!!, and very well kept with an extremely long and clean beach which goes for miles and miles, All the development has been done quite tastefully and so far we think we may come back for a longer time.

There’s a shopping mall not too far away with a large Tesco Lotus where we can get some healthy foods and, in the mall, a number of eateries varying from food court pricing to top end restaurants. Alex, note the pic of the Jappy Hot Quick Restaurant including the classic plastic food display in the window. We haven’t tried it yet but we will report back after we’ve popped in for a setto.


As we’re back in beach mode we’re not doing very much other than eating wisely and trying to get lots of exercise when it’s cool. The hotel has a free shuttle bus which allows us to explore and the main road is 5 minutes walk away which us allows us to catch local buses to go further a field.

We have discovered that long stay in relative luxury can be extremely cheap so we’re using our time here to look into long term Condo rental for next winter. So far, it looks like a good quality apartment with sea view balcony, full kitchen etc can cost as little as 12,000 baht a month (£240). With the cost of daily living being so cheap here you can easily live very well, including some expensive wine, on £10,000/annum for two of you.

Sukhothai National Park

A return visit, following our unsuccessful attempt about 6 years ago when we chose the only day the park was closed, and  in those days we were on a tight schedule so ‘come back tomorrow’ was not an option. 

Sukhothai National Park is one of Thailand’s most impressive World Heritage sites. We explored the central section within the old city walls and there are an additional 70 sites within a 5 km radius.  This was the original capital of the first Thai kingdom and ruins date from 13th – 14th century.  The park is beautifully kept, with lawns, ponds and trees between sites. 

We had planned to bypass this region as we were worried about the soaring temperatures (38+), however, taking a tip from the locals we purchased umbrellas with silver reflective coatings and were able to promenade like Edwardian ladies under parasols!! Using the parasols and an early start to avoid the heat of the day we managed to tour the entire central section comfortably on foot and managed to cover the same sites and bump into the same people using vans, tuk tuks and bikes – losers.

The pics can’t fully capture the scale and beauty of the ruins, but we have attempted to include a selection of the best.  While we were there a film crew were taking location shots.  Finally a picture of eye candy (well, a number of fit men wearing loincloths) for Chloe! 

Phitsanulok – The Town of Flying Vegetables

There’s not much here in Phitsanulok. It’s a staging post for most tourists on their way to our destination, Sukhothai. Having said that, we’ve found a small hotel which is great value, we’ve seen the second most revered Buddha in Thailand, come across the biggest outdoor aerobics class we’ve seen so far, around 200 people, witnessed flying vegetables and decided that is generally a very pleasant town with more to offer than Lonely Planet gives it credit for. On way back from Sukhothai we will stay again and discover a little more. Of course, the outstanding and free, internet connection at The Princess Green Hotel has nothing to do with that decision!!

Phitsanulok burnt to the ground in 1957 so there’s not much character about “downtown” but it is a vibrant city with a long promenade along the river. At night it comes alive with aerobics classes and people jogging. We’ve never come across a town so hell bent on staying fit!

We also saw a ridiculous activity on the promenade which made us both laugh. We’ll try and get a video and pics next time we come back. In the meantime, try and picture an outdoor restaurant, chef with large wok cooking greens on a flame engulfed hob. Got the picture? Now, picture a tourist standing on top of an old van, dressed in a hula skirt and wearing comedy breasts about 12 feet up and about 20 feet away from aforementioned chef. Tourist has a tray in hand. The next activity happens very quickly so be prepared. Chef has cooked the greens, tourist is hungry so chef turns his back on the tourist and hurls the greens over his head from the kitchen 20 feet and 12 feet up onto the tourist’s tray ……..hoorah shout the crowd and a huge round of applause follows…….plus more orders for Beer Chang!!

Wat Phra Si Ratana Mahathat (sometimes known as Wat Yai) houses a Buddha which is second only to The Emerald Buddha in Bangkok. Donations at the Wat are in excess of £250,000/year which is quite staggering when the average wage here in Thailand is less than £2k/year and there are Wats getting donations on almost every street corner. When we visited there were no other western tourists but bus loads of Thai’s come to pay homage. See the pics.

We will update this entry when we return in a few days.

Ayutthaya

Yet another change of plan. We haven’t headed for the cool of the beach we’ve headed for the heat of the north!!

Our first stop is the ancient city of Ayuthaya about 2 hours north of Bangkok. It was the Siamese capital from 1350 until 1767 and the ruins are quite amazing. In 1991 the area was designated a Unesco World Heritage Site.

We won’t give you the history as we think the pictures tell you all you need to know……..if you want the history take a look on’t tinternet.

Sala Kaew Ku Sculpture Park

For those of you who know Neil well, (Mark & Sally!) you’ll know that art isn’t his thing.

Neil writes, “Wow…..in four months this incredible park has been the highlight of my trip so far, it made my feel quite inadequate just like seeing the Gaudi Cathedral in Barcelona, visiting the Miro Museum and reading Roald Dahl to the kids. These men were truly inspiring to a artistic Neanderthal like me”.

Nong Khai’s most enigmatic attraction is the Sala Kaew Ku Sculpture Park. It’s a surreal sculptural journey into the mind of a mystic shaman. Built over a period of 20 years from 1975 by  Luang Pu Boun Leua Sourirat who died in 1996. The park features a weird and wonderful array of gigantic sculptures ablaze with Hindu-Buddhist imagery.


As his own story goes, Luang Pu, a Lao national, tumbled into a hole as a child, where he met an ascetic named Kaekoo. K introduced him into the manifold mysteries of the underworld and set him on course to become a Brahamanic yogi-priest-shaman (whatever that might be!).  Shaking up his own unique blend of Hindu and Buddhist philosophy, mythology and iconography, Luang Pu developed a large following in north eastern Thailand where he had moved to following the 1975 communist takeover in Laos where he had been working on a similar project. (It still exists but we didn’t visit).

The park is a real smorgasbord of bizarre cement statues of Shiva, Vishnu and Buddha and every other Hindu and Buddhist deity imaginable, as well as numerous secular figures, all supposedly cast by unskilled artists under his direction. At the entrance to the park there are two very large unfinished statues. Some of the sculptures are quite amusing, the serene and stately elephant wading through a pack of anthropomorphic (yes I did have to look this up) dogs. (see pics). The tallest sculpture, a Buddha seated on a coiled Naga with a spectacular multi-headed hood, is more than 25 metres high.  

The greatest sculpture of all is the Wheel of Life at the far end of the park. Life in Luang Pu’s view, is a cycle of influences and phases, which start at one’s conception and end at one’s death.



The Buddhist elements of heat, breath, wisdom and change are represented, as are the stages of birth, aging, suffering and death. Finally, one follows the Lord Buddha over the wall of life to nirvana.

The main shrine building is full of framed pictures of Hindu and Buddhist deities, temple donors and  Luang Pu at various ages. Some of these pictures have been “touched up” giving him a Groucho Marx heavy eyebrow style……quite bizarre. Many of his every day objects are still in the shrine, the bed that he was nursed in as he aged, his unplumbed plastic bath and his wheelchairs. His mummified body is still under a glass hemisphere and ringed by flashing lights in true Hindu style. (See pic). Disciples claim his hair still grows and must be cut once in a while!



If there is an “after life” we think that Luang Pu is up there having a beer with the likes of Gaudi, Picasso, Dali, Dahl, Miro and other artists who had big unconventional ideas and followed their dreams.

Sabaa-dii Laos & ..Sawadee Kaa Thailand

The temperature is rising fast so before we melt we’ve decided to head for a beach in Thailand where, hopefully, it’ll be a little cooler.

Laos has been an interesting experience. The gentle people and relaxed pace of life are great, but It’s nowhere near as cheap as we had been led to believe. $8US trips in Vietnam are costing $30US here. There is a charge to enter several small wats, and even to go up a hill in Luang Prabang!! Rooms are not as good value as Thailand and Vietnam and certainly not what is quoted in Lonely Planet. The food is equally inflated in price. It’s almost as if Laos has suddenly woken up to the fact that the tourist $ is good news so we’re going to charge more, a lot more.

In fact, we calculate based on LP rates published Aug 2007, approx 150% tourist inflation. It’s a pity as there would have been a number of trips/things that we and a number of more savvy travellers would have done. It’s still cheap compared to prices back home, but nowhere near what it should cost based on the local cost of living. Someone somewhere is making mega profits because the money is not going to ‘Joe Public‘! It wasn’t so much the cost that put us off. It was the fact that the money didn’t seem to be getting where it belonged…….to the people still living in wooden huts (if they were lucky) and to those kids still without a pair of shoes. Interestingly there were a few brand new 4 x 4 pickups about!

We do have a small confession to make. We’ve been running down the Laos Kip to make sure that we don’t have loads left before we leave. On our last night in Tha Khaek we had food and drinks but miscalculated.…….we were 500 Kip short of being able to pay the bill. So, we left what we had and did a runner!! Phew we got away with it ……We left owing 4p!!

Crossing the border from Laos to Thailand was pretty easy but not without the additional charges we have come to love and expect!! It was Saturday so overtime for the immigration guys. $1US in Laos and $0.30US in Thailand (see point above on inflation!). Arrival in Thailand and after immigration, Port Tax, $1.50US!

Then the bus journey. We made a knee jerk decision on the ferry (the journey took all of 5 minutes) to travel North instead of West. This took us to Nong Khai and it’s turned out to be a nice town. However, what it really means is that we had a 5 hour bus journey down The Mekong through Laos from Vientiane to Tha Khaek to do a trip that didn’t happen because of the cost and hassle. Then we crossed The Mekong into Thailand and travelled 7 hours by bus up The Mekong to arrive in Nong Khai. We are now on the opposite side of The Mekong to Vientiane where we started about a week ago. In fact, at night we can see the lights of Vientiane……are we dumb or what!!………..or have we become bus masochists secretly enjoying the numb arse and the endless crap Thai singalong karaoke pop videos???

Not much to do here, it’s just a place to hang out in cheap accommodation and cheap but good food. There is a Chedi sitting in the middle of The Mekong. It started it’s slide into the middle way back in 1847 and is only visible in the dry season. Look at the pics and you’ll see that the local people dress it with flags when the river drops. There is also a new Chedi (see pics) in the original position to the old before it went slideabouts. It’s worth noting that The Mekong rises on average 13 metres during the wet season……about as high as a house! Imagine how much water that might be……13mts high by at least 250mts width here in Nong Khai…….wow!!

Vientiane – the Sshhhh Capital of The World

Well, we thought that Luang Prabang was quiet!! Apparently Laos has 2 speeds, slow and stop. There’s more life in downtown Bradley Stoke than there is in the capital city here in Laos.

You should see rush hour……hah!! Not a single traffic jam in sight, in fact, hardly a line of traffic at the lights. Never have we been to such a pleasant capital city, it’s more like a large village, no hustle and bustle, no horns, no road rage just easy going people getting on with life.

We found a great guesthouse and our balcony overlooked a number of Wats as well as the Hare & Hound Pub! (no we didn’t go there). We’ve been here 5 nights and done very little which is great. The temperature is beginning to climb and is now peaking at around 37C and it doesn’t let up in the evening.

Even The Mighty Mekong is not so mighty here at this time of the year. (see pic). It looks dry from one side of the river although it obviously isn’t. Having seen it in Vietnam where it is so mighty it seems really strange.

We visited The Patuxai, also know as the vertical runway. Why? Easy, the concrete purchased from the US was originally intended to make a new runway. Started in 1962 it never got properly finished so from a distance, along their version of The Champs Elysees, it looks like The Arc du Triomphe. On closer inspection, and particularly inside, you could easily be in a multi storey car park in Bristol.  We really liked it’s quirky charm and surrounding gardens. (see pic).

Pha That Luang, which means “world precious sacred stupa“, is the most important national monument in Laos. It is very impressive against such a blue sky (see pics) and it wasn’t very touristy which was great. It was also good to see local people paying their respects throughout the shrine.

Also worthy of a quick mention is The National Museum. 16 rooms of Laos history in a dilapidated building.  Dominated by photographs and bizarre everyday objects from the early communist struggle to take control of the country from the imperialist French and US colonialists.  

Alms giving

We got up early to watch the alms giving to monks which takes place every day around 6.30am. Monks scurry out of wats and assemble to walk around a circular route accepting alms from the local people, mainly handfuls of rice, placed carefully into the monk’s begging bowls. It has become a draw for tourists, and the sellers who line up to sell them rice or bananas ‘for monk, for monk’. There were so many tourists teating the whole thing as a photo opportunity, we were wondering if any of the locals still took part. Then as we followed the monks route back to our guesthouse we saw our very own guest house lady on the corner of the street giving alms. She was pleased to see us and told us she did this every day.

Ssssshhhhhhhhh!

We’ve arrived in Luang Prabang in the north of Laos and wow, what a difference to Vietnam!!

Orange robed monks wandering the streets, quietly spoken, gentle people, pavements are for pedestrians not bikes, no horns blasting, traffic gives way to pedestrians and other road users and generally it’s another world,. It’s a town that is extraordinarily pretty, with traditional wooden shophouses alongside French colonial buildings on the banks of the Mekong and numerous wats with masses of vibrant colourful flowers. We think it’s a place that the whole world would like even though it is a tad touristy.  On the good side, it’s definitely not a party town, things start to close around 10 P.M. and we even got locked out of our guesthouse at 10.30 P.M……dirty little stop outs!

We’ve found a guesthouse that’s very traditional and very peaceful, much in keeping with the city.  Neil was concerned by Cheryl’s over excitement at getting soft white sheets and fluffy white bath towels…..maybe we have been staying in too many low budget places!! By the way, as we type this on our balcony we can hear the drums and cymbals from the neighbouring Wat….cool huh!!  They say that tourists come to L P for a few days and end up staying a few weeks. We’ve been here 2 days and can see why.

Yesterday afternoon we bumped into Brig and Lyn, Canadians about our age, who we met at Zackry’s on Langkawi Island just before Christmas. Yes, it really is a small world! Since we parted company they have been to Cambodia and Vietnam in the reverse direction to us.

We have also met with Sarah & Jill are here from Hanoi and had dinner with them and as they are here for a few days we’ll keep bumping into them again.

We’ve made our first local friend, a novice Monk called Oun Kham. (see pic) He’s 19, been a novice for 4 years and his English is excellent. He wants to move into tourism, like a lot of young monks, but he’s smart enough to know that the market is saturated with English speaking guides. As an ex French colony there’s also a lot of French tourists and French speaking tourist guides to go with them.

So he’s decided to learn Spanish which he sees as a niche area. Very smart! One small problem, he has no senior monks to learn from as none of them speak Spanish. No problem, he’s decided to teach himself! That is with the aid of the one text book from the local library and a guy from Dublin who happened to overhear our conversation and sat down with Oun to pass on his knowledge of Spanish.

Becoming a monk is a great way to get an education. For people like Oun who come from a small village, becoming a novice gives him the opportunity to get an education that he couldn’t get in school and that he could never afford at University.

We’ve done a few touristy things, visiting Wats etc but generally done nothing as this is a very chilled city which, for an ex-capital, feels more like a village. Cheryl has had the only real bit of excitement, our first real dodgy “something”, that stayed inside her stomach for about 3 hours before deciding to violently eject itself into the “big white telephone” throughout the night. Gladly, all is now well and she’s back firing on all four cylinders at breakfast, lunch and dinner.

BeerLao is famous throughout S E Asia although you can’t get it outside Laos (we don’t think). It is “the brand” in Laos, bigger than anything else, and something that The Laos people are immensely proud of. They also have “lao lao” a rice based spirit. Neil was offered a sip from a shopkeeper and even he thought it was likely to make his hair fall out …tee hee! However, at 6000 kip (£0.50) a half litre he’s more than likely to get a liking for it before we leave. It’s generally home made and is supplied in empty water bottles…an excellent example of recycling!

Goodnight Vietnam

We have seen some spectacular natural and historical sights, and we have met some lovely people (as well as the scammers), however we both feel it’s a country we won’t be returning to.

Obviously there is a lot more of Vietnam to see and we know we’ve only scratched the surface. The major thing that would deter both of us from coming back is the incessant traffic noise. It’s a habit now, not a necessity, that most drivers of bikes, cars, buses, lorries and especially taxis drive around continually honking horns. It’s totally unnecessary, as our minibus driver to Halong Bay proved.  They drive around making an incredible din from the start of the day (around 05.00) until the end of the day (around 24.00). To start with, in HCMC, it was a novelty but after 4 weeks it now  grates and it’s the one thing that will keep us away. We’ve learnt to cope with the scammers and whilst they are a pain in the a**e, we now feel that we can play them at their own game.


Now a couple of short stories. Are you sitting comfortably? Then we shall begin.

The Legend of The Turtle in Hoan Kiem lake, Central Hanoi.

As many legends of giant turtles exist all over we won’t bore you with the detail. Suffice it to say we actually saw what many claim to be mythical only, a giant turtle in the lake. He/she was around a metre or so in length and was just slowly paddling along the lake taking in the scenery and the ambience. So as legend has it we are very lucky indeed………or there are hundreds of them put in for gullible tourists to spot! We would like to believe it’s the former.

The Legend of The Corkscrew.

On the flights up to Hanoi Neil had the penknife/corkscrew “lifted” by a baggage handler from one of the outside zipped pockets on his backpack. Desperate (ok Cheryl needed wine) for a replacement we visited a small shop selling “stuff”. Neil used a bottle of wine as a prop and after some gesturing with his arms the lady produced a large corkscrew. Again using sign language Neil suggested something smaller. This time she disappeared out to the back and returned waiving the twin brother of the “lifted” corkscrew!! Was this spooky or was her husband a psychic baggage handler who lured us to her shop and got us to part with 40,000VND? (less than £2). We’ll never know….

Here are some observations on Vietnam:

One legged cyclists who just get on with their day without begging. They just balance themselves with a crutch and pedal with the one good leg….respect!


Women wearing traditional “pyjamas & conical hats”. Mainly roadside sellers of fruit etc but also those working in the rice paddies.


Beautifully lush green paddy fields with traditional labour intensive farming with few tractors but lots of buffalo.


Telegraph poles and lines everywhere…..what a mess.


Tall, thin and very deep buildings – often referred to as Tube Buildings, sometimes in total isolation.  We stayed in one in Danang.  See pic


The sheer driving chaos on the roads but it does seem to work.


Kids shouting hello


Overall the food has been disappointing and has lacked flavour.  Street food is limited to pho (noodle soup with beef or chicken – eaten everywhere, at all times of the day,….a national addiction) or filled baguettes.


New Year celebration was restrained -hordes of people watched the fireworks and then went home with no cheering, hugging etc.  Abba’s ‘Happy New Year’ is the song of TET.


Manchester United Brand….bigger than Coke, KFC and Pepsi!  Neil gained much respect from the locals when they saw Manchester as his place of birth in his passport.


The red flag flies proudly from nearly every building, house, hotel & boat



Pavements are not for pedestrians. They’re for parking bikes, cars washing up or extending your shop front.

Burning lucky money at the roadside.

Hanoi, Halong and Uncle Ho

Hanoi has a different feel to HCMC. It comes across as less touristy (despite loads of tourists!!), the traffic is still noisy but less in your face and we found much more French influenced architecture. Altogether, the “old quarter” feels a lot more untouched and lived in.

We spent our first day on a Lonely Planet City Walk around the Old Quarter. With a stop for lunch it probably took us about 4 to 5 hours and we saw so much interesting stuff. Entire streets specialising in tin boxes, rope, blacksmiths, fake money (they burn it for good luck), fruit & veg, buckets, spanners & ratchets, grease, leather and PVC (not kinky stuff) and you name it there’s a street full of it. It does make shopping easy, (to man shop that is), know what you want, go to the street and buy it!

Halong Bay is quite astounding. It’s limestone karsts thrusting out of the sea, almost 2000 islands and guide described it as “a descending dragon”, which we thought quite poetic and very apt. Our pictures really don’t do it justice and we only scratched the surface.

The trip included a visit to a cave as all the karsts are riddled with them. This one had a lovely legend of a wedding where most of the guests were animals and our guide used his laser pen to pick out elephants, dragons, unicorns and jelly fish all shaped in the stalagmites and stalactites. As with most legends, there were fertility symbols, in this case a very large breast with an equally large nipple…tee hee, snigger snigger!

When Neil was working at RAC back in September, he took a call from Jill who wished to cancel her membership. In good RAC practice, a long conversation ensued and Neil agreed to meet with Jill in Hanoi!! So 5 months on we did, we met her and daughter Sarah, who is doing voluntary work here, for dinner and so as not to be confused with all the other tourists we wore RAC T-Shirts. We presented Sarah with some books and clothes etc that she could sell and put into the charity. A great evening was had by all and, maybe, we’ll meet again in Laos as we’re going to be there at the same time.

No visit to Hanoi is complete without paying your respects to the great man himself, Ho Chi Minh (Uncle Ho). He’s been embalmed and lies in state for all to see. He’s just come back from his annual MOT in Russia and looked quite serene in his mausoleum. No pics allowed for obvious reasons and all bags and weapons had to be handed in before entry. Needless to say we deposited our AK47’s, rocket launchers, tear gas and Neil’s catapult before we went in!! It was actually a quite frustrating bureaucratic affair, “no go this way, must go that way” Blah blah blah!!! But it was worth it as he is “The Man” in Vietnam and we feel proud to be able to pay our respects.

On yer bike 2!!

Here are some more pics and videos.

There was a lot of stuff that we missed, about 100 chickens travelling on a bike, the same number of ducks showing the same “mouth open” tendancies as excited dogs leaning out of a car window and, we’re told but never saw, small cows on a bike…..enjoy!

Eating & drinking on the beach

More pics of us having fun while the snow falls back home which, sadly, has caused Paul to ‘remodel’ the front of our car!! 

Includes the ‘opening night’ for a beach hut restaurant which turned out to be hilarious. Including smoking oil lamps all over Neil’s face, a waitress who couldn’t speak a word of English running away from us in sheer panic, and bbq beef tasting of bbq lighting fluid!

Note the tower of meat served up to Chris & Viv – and yes they did finish it all.

Old Friends on The Beach

We are now enjoying the beach again, this time on the island of Phu Quoc (pronounced Foo wok). However, before we talk about the island and our old friends there is, yet again, a tale to tell!!

We stayed overnight in Danang (don’t go there) and after another night of scams (see previous diary) we refused to play along and ended up with a liquid dinner watching The Fantastic Four in our strange but very adequate non-scamming hotel. (see the nice pic!).

Next morning bright and early, off to HCMC via JetStar and then went to check in with Vietnam Airlines at 09.45 for the 12.45 flight to P Q.

“You not on flight list……ticket cancelled, you must call agency”. Here we go again and so as not to bore you with all the crappy details we’ll get to the point. After much discussion and refusal to move we eventually were told to return to the ticket desk at 12.15 for standby tickets if they had any. They also booked us on the 06.20am the following morning should standby tickets not happen.

12.00 arrived and we went to ticket desk. “15 minutes more, you come back”. So Neil went back and eventually we were told we had seats & to check in. 15 minutes to go before take off, the bags went off down the conveyor, we sprinted through security and eventually got on the plane at 13.00. We were still putting bags in lockers as we taxied.

Surprise!!! We arrived and so did the bags….phew!

Oh, by the way, just for good measure, our return flight on Feb 7th and our flights from Hanoi into Laos on Feb 12th were also cancelled!! Tee hee, don’t you just love it when an agency and an airline blame each other for the cock up and you the paying customer get all the stress?

Anyway, we’re now here. The accommodation is fine, on the beach, and right next door to Family Morriss staying in the “posh resort” for people with jobs who are cash rich and time poor.

Chris and Viv plus sons Paul and Mark are here for an annual holiday. Neil knew Chris as far back as 1975 when they worked together, drank together and generally had a good time together when they both first started work. Chris & Viv emigrated to Oz in 1982 and Neil last met Chris in the UK about 15 years ago.

What can we say? Life on the beach is tough. Sleep late, swim, snooze, sunbathe, etc. So much to talk about, so many beers to catch up on (we’re now buying it in bulk by the crate at (30p/bottle) and lots of good food to eat. We’ll get through it somehow…….

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