Phuket…take II…the long way down, by road.
I like driving in Thailand. I hate driving on Bangkok’s highways or toll ways.
I get all churned up in the guts just thinking about it, start steaming with rage at the first signs of getting lost, even if we are not lost, but just feel like we are going to be lost very shortly. My eyebrows start to descend into a semi permanent Wildman look. My ears start to glow red.
This was how the pleasant, two day planned drive to Phuket began.
I studied the roadmaps the night before, the week before, crikey even the month before.
Plan was to drive from Khao Yai down highway number 2 and ‘the mountain of mayhem’….cos this is where every imbecile in the country gathers and tries to race each other up or down the mountain, bus drivers and truck drivers inclusive. Just the week before we rounded a bend at the bottom of the last descent and came upon a nice blue bus that tried to walk up the pedestrian overpass. He was neatly parked halfway up the steps….drivers side door open conveniently with an easy step onto the overpass. Passengers however were wishing the bus had an inflatable ramp they could launch.
Just the week before that, while we were quietly heading North in the fast lane, fuck the idiots behind me, a nice blue bus came careering down the wrong side of the road…so wrong that he was in my lane, just going the opposite direction and he had no windows in the front, no wheels and he had left the front of the bus in the ditch that he crossed prior to taking out a tree and the guard rails.
Anyway, I hate this road.
So we were to travel down it, until we got to the turnoff for the western ring road, which then goes into the southern ring road…then the eastern etc etc. Cross that big river and exit onto highway # 35. Then I would be comfortable, I knew this road well from trips over to Kanchanburi when we lived in Bangkok.
So, relying on the missus to tell me know where and when the exit to bypass highway #9 was coming up….I started to cry when we just passed the exit to highway # 9 and we was not on it. I asked…in an elevated, but not unlike screaming voice….do you think you should get your head out of that map that you cannot read anyway and actually look at some signs ?.
A U-turn was not in order, that is just asking for trouble, I could see us ending up on the Northern ring road and heading the long way round…instead of down. I did very well to keep my cool, considering that previous episodes like this had resulted in fights so big that I nearly ditched AOTY08 on the side of the road….forgive me father for I had sinned…I know. But she had made me promise to not yell like that anymore, so I did not yell like that, I yelled different, less loud.
So, after some silent meditation, deep breaths and entering the next section of the dreaded highways…BANGKOK proper….I had to now try to not get lost, not take a turnoff that looks like it says where we want to go…but it doesn’t, it says it in a sublime kinda way and if you take the wrong attitude with it, you will end up doing circles around Victory Monument until the sun settles or you run out of gas.
I even bought a yellow flower thingy to hang off of the mirror and give thanks and promises of good things to do in return for guidance. I threw the fucking thing out the window 30 minutes later.
We made it over the river, via that big bridge with the farmers bank on the right. So far so good.
Hmmmmmm…slight interruption here, missus just sent me an sms asking what I wanted for my birthday next week…I said “no hair on your pussy”…..hope I get what I want.
So, now we have to head down 35…all straight forward from here on in. Tensions eased, ears relaxed, eyebrows trying to go back to normal.
The kids were starting to go stir crazy, 3 plus hours in the car and I decided to drop them off in the salt mines for a couple of hours work to settle them down. Worked a treat, not a whisper until we hit the coast down past Hua Hin for a late lunch.
Seafood on the beach, nice spot right on the beach down past that Buddha thing. Food was very tasty, deshelled crab curry….hmmmm…beach was full of fat foreign, probably hermans or those Nordic types that like to get their gear off and walk around naked. No matter if they look like boiled walrus’ next to the finer Thais, occasionally seen walking about amongst the heard…popping their heads up trying to get bearings to the nearest shade.
While I dislike the masses of foreign tourists…I do like it when all the guys with their fat and ugly better halves….are seen staring at my wife as we walk by, then they notice she has had 2 kids, then they look at their wife…and look back….and a sneer appears across their sunburnt jowls.
My shoulders go back, suck in the gut, casually put me sunnies up and take a seat in the shade.
The looks get better when the missus peels me crab for me and puts it on my plate……hmmmmmm life is good.
Don’t get me wrong here, my missus ain’t perfect. Sure she has a nice arse, skin of a goddess, a face of an angel….that has been in the sun a bit…a body of a 18yo, long luxuriant hair, a laugh to die for, a smile that melts your heart and can cook the pants off of most people. Just because she is a nymphomaniac and likes 3somes…..we have had our problems, just like any couples.
Lunch done, we head off looking for Won Kon beach marine national park. I thought this might be a nice spot to stay for the night if they have bungalows here. We found the entrance, only to be turned away as the bungalows were full, we had forgotten that it was Chinese New Years eve and besides that, the guard said we had to book over the phone with the office for any accommodations. So, unfortunately, we would not be staying here, not worth paying to go in and look either as they wanted full price from me being a foreigner, they were not taking the missus’ argument for a minute. I had never paid full price for entry into any park in at least the last 6 years or more, so was not going to start now.
We departed and found a beach nearby with a little old thai style resort on it, right on the beach, no road inbetween as usual. Bungalows were 1800b for the night, 1200 for 2 and they charged 300 each for a mattress on the floor for the kids, including brekky.
Settled in and took the kids for a swim, beach was deserted, kids found dozens of starfish on the beach, missus sat in the restaurant on the beach and drank beer.
They make the drinks big down that way...
End of day 1….the first bit.