So now I’m on a boat. Take a good hard look cuz I’m standing on a boat!
It’s just hitting me now that it had never occured to me that I’d be on a boat in Thailand. Actually, in a bed on a boat in Thailand.
So how we got here…
While I was writing up my last entry, a couple struck up a conversation with us. A nice German couple, Inka and Robert. It turns out we were going to the same place, Chumphon, and the all of us proceeding to the island of Koh Tao.
They speak of a “slow boat” that departs at midnight and arrives in the morning. We decide this is our best plan because it’ll save us paying lodging for the night.
While boarding the train, a woman asks us what train it is. Ours is delayed and it turns out hers is even later. She hops on our train anyway. This is Sabrina.
We all get off at Chumphon and Sabrina joins us. The train was really cheap, because we paid to travel in steerage like in the Titanic. I joke, it wasn’t that bad. Nothing special to write about either, other than the creepy hunter looking dude that pet every child he came across on his way through the car.
We hit up a restaurant that’s also a Muay Thai school (you read that right, there’s a ring in the corner) and then hit up another Night Market, then got into a pickup truck that serves as a cab where you ride in the back, and off we go to the ferry!
Side-note: Night Markets are completely rad, and seem to be a staple in Thailand. It’s a bunch of food vendors that set up booths along the street and sell their goodies. The food is quite cheap but still very delicious. Sabrina, coincidentally another German, seems to be on the hunt for sausages. In Prachuap Khiri Khan, they would set up around four to five pm, then dismantle between ten and eleven.
Turns out, there is no “slow ferry.” The slow ferry was supposed to obviously be slow, but also allow you to sleep on the deck under the stars if you were so inclined. Either it doesn’t exist, or we’re at the wrong pier. The only ferry there is at this pier is the one we’re on.
In the morning, I guess we’ll see if we hook up with the Germans again. They seem nice enough and I guess as long as our travels coincide together, there’s really not reason not to employ the buddy system.
Oh yeah, Jay is awesome.