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P.P. pleasure

[ unfortunately, the order of the shots has been shuffled - i guess this is a good case for when you might need to manually rearrange the order of yours shots, a feature which is on my todo list ]

Before I left, I needed to get my stuff out of the safe, and hand over the key. It was quite early (6:15) and I needed to be out on the road for my pickup at 7AM. Fortunately, someone was moving around the reception and I asked about checking out. She knocked on the door of the room near reception and the Thai woman who seemed to own the place came out, with a glimpse of the Dutch guy I had spoken to the day before in the background. I see staying there had several benefits for him.

I made my polite apologies for leaving so early and thanked them for their hostility - which of course goes unnoticed, much to my satisfaction. In the time I had left to kill, I snapped some panorama shots of the place, as I realized I had none to remember the place by.

Waiting for the pickup, I have that feeling of adventure and the open road again. The sun is up and the cicadas are whipping up a storm. The pickup turns out to have two young Brits sitting in the back. I listen to part of their conversation "...I have no idea what she was on about... I was just like 'ok we're going, bye'". I wonder if they are taking a day-trip to the Phi phi islands like so many who base their trip on a resort in Phuket or actually travelling onwards. I suspect the former. The pickup van stops by a huge palatial resort at which point two healthy looking blondes appear. I get out to allow the seats to swing forward and the blonde guy asks me "Norsk?" and I inform him I'm not. I help them put their pram up on the roof. The woman, a busty, fertile looking woman props her blue-eyed baby on her lap and Daddy distracts with toys. They look like they've stepped out of some outdoors clothing catalogue. Two German girls get in at the next stop, and our trip takes us for a while, perhaps an hour across the island past towns, hills, flats and finally to the pier.

The trip across started off well for a Leo like me. A couple of easy-going, pleasant Thais started talking to me, and we got on like a house on fire. My complexion was anything but, so I decided to strip off and bear my pale skin to the world. I knew the Thais loved this - for them being pale as a piece of crisp paper was akin to being smoothly tanned. I spread out on the deck, exposing my pale, unmanly chest to the world.

Tar and Chayos turned out to be unperturbed by my display and I eased into the situation. I had only slept a few hours, but Tar and Chayos were turning topics of conversation like pros. This was like being massaged audio-sensually and having the sun stroke your face. The only thing which spoilt the fun was the occasional splash of cold sea-water as the boat gained speed. It was time for decisive action.

Navigating the side of the narrow boat around to the rear where they served Singha beer turned out to be a task fit for a hero. As usual, my chit-chat in thai raised a chuckle - both pleasant and potentially disconcerting. I spotted a free spot on the benches near the rear and asked politely. I was informed begrudglingly that the spot was free. The people next to me turned out to be a crusiy Israeli girl and a Swedish couple, who were miles stiffer when I started talking to them than when I finished.

During the course of a couple of beers, some of the Andaman cliffs and islands cruised past. Chayos, Thar, X and various others joined by and we ended up in a cross-victim photo session.

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