Last day of plane-watching and plain bumming around — 04.05.15
Decision to make this beach my last stop was hinged on a specific purpose – to make sure that I get to my extra morning flight without the panic. That turned out not only practical as this was where I had the laziest time and at times otherwise, my less bum mode time was spent taking a walk on the national park wherein I discovered spots on the beach where locals hang out or store-hopping to get whatever take-home I could find.
Quite a thrill for me too whenever a plane would pass by as I could not help but imagine its passengers probably looking down while I was looking up. Also magical how it would disappear at some point. Or maybe it is just me being fascinated with planes that I managed to walk quite a distance just to get as near as I could to where the planes take off.
The next day I was on that plane. It was just too early that most likely, no one at the beach was looking.
Continue reading [Phuket] ~ Waiting for Planes At Nai Yang
Most beautiful sunset and sunrise in a rather gloomy place – beach with character indeed. 04-04.15
Among the beaches, Kamala Beach has got to be where I had the strangest feelings. I arrived just right before an unexpectedly beautiful sunset with just the right amount of crowd (including photoshoot of to-be-wed couples) yet the place had some gloom I could not quite explain that I could barely finished a bottle of beer on my night there. That sadness may have been reason why it was only until this beach that it started to sink on me that this country has had this tsunami almost a decade ago and for some strange reason, I was having these dead people and town thoughts before going to bed.
Nonetheless still had good memories of that distinctly round sun, not only during sunset but surprisingly, also during sunrise and this quick chat with a Filipino (finally! not just some locals who I happened to look alike with) in this restaurant where I enjoyed a spicy fruit salad.
There is a first anywhere; and I have always believed that only good feelings happen when I am at the beach. But in this beach, I was just strangely sad. Quite a turnaround from the high at Phi Phi but each place has got to leave its mark, right? Or maybe I should have stayed longer.
Continue reading [Phuket] ~ Strangely Sad of a Beach in Kamala
Probably my longest alone travel yet, spent days hopping across different beaches in this country’s Andaman side. Literally changing beaches (and hostels!) each day with my overpacked bag under the heat from the sun that’s stronger than home, it was the least of the typically desired chill beach trip. To me however, it is still a fun way to do some scanning to help me decide which areas to eventually go back to to spend more days on.
Still sorting out photos all over my camera and phone but initially sharing an amateur take on each of the beaches I’ve set foot on. Amateur, yes because while alone travel forces one to be more observant, it is not an instinct I own and I just tend to stick with the random ‘realizations’ when going places. Or maybe if you haven’t been there yet, time to go see for yourself then!
Photo map not mine. Stolen from divingasiapacific.com.