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Ducking and Diving

Gareth Penpraze
2007-04-20 23:20:21

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Its so refreshing to be out of Thailand. No rip offs and you can get the information needed from one person rather than 6 versions from 3 different people. I'm a little behind on the blogs and I might miss some stuff that everyone should know....anyway.

From the border we get 2 taxis to the boat pier ready to go to the Perhenthians. We agree a price of 60 ringos for the cars but by the time we get to the pier its 60 each car...So much for no scams or bullshitters. The boat lands us on long beach and we get somewhere to stay. From long beach to Coral Bay is a 15 minute walk through the jungle, so we go exploring to organise some diving. We move over there the next morning not after I spend the night throwing up and sitting on the bog, the worst kind of juggling there is!! Good point from it...Phil carried my rucksack to the other resort the next morning. The wildlife here was amazing, squirrels running about, big lizards wandering through the jungle and a huge eagle that can't fly. It just runs up and down the beach using bamboo to tourist!!

The Dive Tribe crew were class - cheers Andy, Tip and Maria. Think we were all glad to do our PADI course there rather than the sausage factory that is Koh Tao. Diving really takes it out of you, much more than I suspected, plus the fact we had to be at school for 9am each morning. The last night there after becoming certified divers was spent in an Irish owned bar - in the jungle!! Was a really class place, when we walked in they lifted a table over so we could join everybody else. A bottle of Orangatang Rum down and the sing alongs start. Emmet gets forced to take the guitar and do a piece, just as well he did the one tune I can just about play. We crawl out of the bar about 3 and meet a group of locals and a few western girls on the path. One asks me "you fucking tonight?" , No my friend too pissed. All of a sudden he belts me on the head. I stagger back more in shock. The guys didn't even realise what happened, until
the girls start apologising. We just decide to get away from them and not start anything which turns out to be a good idea. Apparantly a dutch guy was attacked with a machete a few months back and needed 17 stiches on his head!! Ben's ready for war, but me and Emmet aren't fighters and Phil dismisses the whole episode. We know the people from the other beach so we bide our time and wait til they are out of the way before going through the jungle, just incase they are waiting. Tip went to speak to the guy the next morning and he said I was slabbering and swearing at him. Funny looking back at it now and his fist would probably been more sore than my head!! That will teach 'em. It put a bit of a downer on the Perhenthians but I'd probably go back. Just don't speak to locals when they are pissed and with western women!! On to KL.......

Gareth Penpraze
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