Thai Rhapsody. Canto the ninth
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In the morning, having met the guys on the embankment, we left for Railay. Again with hares, without waiting for the opening of the box office.
On the last trip, we realized for ourselves that Pranang is still better than the Western Railay, so without wasting time we immediately moved there.
We passed through the hotel again. Last time I could not capture it - 4 gigabytes of memory in the camera ran out. I had to clean up quickly.
Nitsche such a hotel.
True, fastidious Verka noticed that under each house there is a pond with stagnant water. So, the mosquitoes there must be unmeasured. Yes, and longtails buzz incessantly.
On the path under the rock leading to Pranang, we met a running girl who asked where the toilet was. And I, it was, thought that the athlete. There are two toilets here - one at the beginning of the trail connecting East Railay and Pranang, the second - at the end. One of them didn't work. Ambush!
The cave with phalluses did not interest the Ufimians. And my attention, like the attention of many other onlookers, was attracted by a peasant with a beard, who climbed high on a rock without insurance and did various things there.
I don't know why he did it. Like he didn't want money. We have one grandfather in Mariupol - a city madman. Every day he goes to the city center in different cool homemade costumes with homemade equipment and does different tricks with him. He, apparently, is a former athlete, since his costumes consist of olympics of different colors with the inscription of the USSR on the back and hats of various styles decorated with tinsel - from Budyonovka to cocked hats. But in life he is an ordinary pensioner who lives not far from me. It seems to me that he does this for the sole purpose of raising people's spirits.
The local freak was in his shorts and had a great stretch.
After admiring the freak, we went to a rock sticking out of the sea. There we found an extensive area of shade, so necessary for our new acquaintances. There weren't many people yet, so we had no trouble finding a place.
Vadik didn't feel very well. He said that he had jumped off the boat unsuccessfully, and his hernia began to ache. Ohohohonyushki! But he went for a swim. I watched him from the shore. He rounded the rock and was out of sight. I got nervous and followed him. Judging that from the side where he disappeared, I would not catch up with him, I swam in the opposite direction. We met around the corner. There was a cool grotto. But it was a little difficult to swim into it - the passing boats caught up with a wave that beat against the rocks and could easily hit us on them. I told Vadik not to swim, but the stubborn creature did not obey. I had to follow him. The waves, however, subsided. We swam to the sand and got out of the water, but it was dark and we did not climb far. They swam back. The water at the outlet of the grotto was a very beautiful shade. Too bad there was nothing to fix it.
Let's go with the girls to the floating canteens to buy lunch. And the prices here were quite and nothing. I took tom yam (120) and pad thai (80). The portion of soup, however, was small. But a slide of rice was attached to it. Oh, this rice! I'll start tweeting soon.
Vadik ate without appetite and looked so-so. The second time I did not want to swim around the rock. Then I took Rustem as my partner. He did not swim very well, but he coped with this task quite well. Once, however, we almost got under a longtail. It worked out. Small jellyfish began to fall under my arms, and Rustem wanted to turn back, but I persuaded him - already half the way was behind us. The rock, of course, was impressive. And grotto too. True, it has already managed to put all sorts of garbage into it, including several krathongs. When we swam to the shore, the people were already agitated and looked out where we had disappeared.
Ufimians also wanted to get into the Princess Lagoon, but we didn’t plan to perform the feat a second time, so they didn’t risk it themselves. And we went to explore the rest of the peninsula.
This time we did not meet three-point monkeys. Here are just this serious Abizan:
After the full moon, the pattern of the tides changed dramatically. We left Pranang at about 13.00, but the tide was still not over, and we had to jump on the water. East Railay looked better than a couple of days ago.
Here is another local attraction - a cave. But the entrance cost as much as 200 baht, so no one expressed a desire to get inside.
I wanted to see Tonsai Beach. Judging by the map, it took quite a long time to get to it, and no one wanted to go except Vadik and me. We sent Verka and the guys back, and we went ourselves.
The place is completely wild. And housing to match the place. And nowhere!
I can imagine how you sleep here at night! But I wanted to rent a couple of huts on Tonsai for a night or two! If monitor lizards walk on foot in Ao Nang, then I can imagine what can be found here! I once read the book "Touch of the Swallowtail". It took place in Cuba, but there, as here, there was a direct drain sewer. And one man was strangled by a boa constrictor that crawled out of the toilet. I don’t know how real it is, but one night I felt somehow creepy and I went to check if the bathroom door was closed properly. And in order to fall asleep in the wilds of Tonsai, it seems to me, you need to kill yourself in the trash. However, what's stopping you? : ))))
The closer we got to the shore, the huts became more decent. But not much.
We came to a terribly rattling generator. I have read many complaints about him. So yes! Don't fall asleep under it!
Cooooool! And empty!
At least, we met a few people. There are about the same number of monkeys.
We admired the rock paintings.
And here is the hotel I was going to rent. Still, it would be interesting to spend the night here. But I'm afraid Vera would not be delighted.
And the shadow on Tonsai is really bad. Except under a rock.
We were hoping to sail straight from here to Ao Nang, but I didn't see any boaters, although there were a few boats mooring here.
It's a long way to go back to Railay the same way. It's good that there is another road, a short one, along the coast.
It is true that it depends on the tides. We were lucky, and we normally and fairly quickly got to Western Railay, from where we swam away like hares.
For dinner, I wanted stuffed pineapple, which cost as much as 150 baht.
But, apparently, my body is fed up with all sorts of different exotics. The fried onion lying on top seemed to me the most delicious in this dish. The rest I just tweaked a bit. Even the shrimp were left uneaten. Neither Verka nor Vadik expressed any desire to help me. The ill-fated pineapple was wrapped up for me.
Verka ordered fish again, but a different one. But she was brutally sharp. Last time, in Sri Lanka, Verka spicy could not eat at all. But the money was paid and - oh, a miracle! – Vera handled a rather large fish without even asking for help!
By the way, I forgot to tell you. We had a red cat at our base. We fed him leftovers from mackerel or bones from chicken wings. And the other day I had nothing to offer him, and I gave him a pressed mass (either fish or squid), which I bought for beer. It was salty and quite spicy. The cat ate it happily. I then worried, how will he survive? But nothing, he came again. Good thing habit!
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