Tea is the stairway to heaven
I am actually a bit closer to heaven, being in the mountains and all, but the altitude and change in temperature has a bit of a downside; it has given me a nasty cold. Bla! I'm sneezing and coughing galore, but it too will pass. I am having a marvelous time anyhow. So far I have been trekking the jungle, visiting tea farms, strawberry farms, honey farms, insect and snake sanctuaries, rose gardens and more. I am staying at a nice place with nightly bonfires and a lot of nice people (but of course Jackson; with the compulsary bed bugs and rats, but they seem to be everywhere). Drinking far to much local rhum and basically enjoying life.
Yesterday it hit me; I really can't avoid it anymore. The longing, the need and the craving for... the beach. Tomorrow I'm off to what seems to be paradise on earth; the Perenhatian Islands. White sand, blue sea (you know the deal) and beautiful snorkelling and sea turtles. I can't wait! Only 15 hours of travelling remains between me and heaven. Don't be surprised if that is my last destinaton before Bangkok. Beach-Baywatch-Bimbo? No, more of a.. Sunrise-Snokelling-Seashell-Chick. That's me in wo days! Tallyhoo!
Now I'm off for some beautiful Indian-Malay food; I can't get enough! Everyday is one for a new favourite dish... mmm
Yeah it's cold up there hey!
Sounds like you're having a great time. I think I saw the same snake farm! With the butterflies. Great stuff.
Looked up the islands you mentioned. They look amazing. Not too touristy it seems. How did you come across them?
SO jealous of all the great food there. I had so much roti bread when I was there.
Have a great time!
härligt att höra att du har det så bra...nu e jag i Båstad och meckar,,,snart e du hemma ..yepppie...pussar/kramar
Stranden- härligt! Här skiner solen och sommaren är på god väg. Njut av dina sista dagar i paradiset! Tusen kramar
Hej Mickan! Bara elva dagar kvar tills du kommer! Samma dag som vi kommer hem från Gotland! Njut... Saknar dig men ses snart!
Damn, vad bra allt later, dina skildringar av backpackerlivet frestar mig verkligen, hur underbart vore det inte att vara tillbaka pa stranden i Sihanokville och sloa bort nagra timmar med bbq-blackfisk tillsammans med Matt och Braidan. Fick iaf ateruppleva backpacking i helgen, men ar nu tillbaks i universitetslivet.
Inte ens en vecka kvar for dig nu, kanns skumt att forestalla sig...
ha en kanonavslutning pa aventyret, hinner du vore det val nostalgiskt harligt att flanera Kho San Road by night en sista gang?
Å, jag gillar te.
Å, jag gillar te.