After 47 days in the Land of Smiles, I am finally moving on to my next country. Tomorrow I head for Malaysia.
I’m tired and wrung out right now. Traveling means making and breaking connections, and that can be hard. It means being far from your friends and networks of support, too, and that’s also hard.
A week at home would be fantastic, before I plunge into my next adventure. I don’t know where I mean by “at home,” but it would be nice anyway. Somewhere where everything is familiar, I suppose, and where there are people who love me and it’s not a big deal that they love me and we can just be.
Instead, I will get up tomorrow and get on a plane to a new country that I’ve never visited. On the plus side, I’ll be met in Kuala Lumpur by the brother of someone I know through Landmark. And the adventure will continue.
I still have things to say about Thailand — there’s the king’s birthday to tell you about, and a summary of my experience, I suppose — and maybe I’ll get to those things, and maybe I won’t. I don’t know.
I have also just spent some time on the beach, about which I don’t have much to say. You’ve been to the beach? It was like that.
The specifics, for those planning travel in the region: Ko Kut (or Koh Kut, or Koh Kood) is a gorgeous island of palm trees, waterfalls, fishing villages, forest monkeys, limited development, relatively few tourists, and somewhat high prices compared to the rest of Thailand. If you want parties, this is not the place. If you want a relaxing, reggae-free getaway, go for it. It’s only the second time I’ve ever snorkeled, but the snorkeling was pretty awesome, even if I did slice up my feet on the coral. Pro tip: order the seafood.