And an eventful journey along the way
06.04.2010 - 10.04.2010 31 °C
As we departed our bus in Krabi we made friends with a Canadian couple. It turned out they had checked a place to stay so we asked if it was okay to tag along. They were a little hesitant, but agreed anyway. A number of tuc tuc drivers started to pester us, looking to take us into town. We felt their prices were a bit pricey, so we declined (multiple times) and began to walk. We had managed to catch a glimpse of one of the tuc tuc drivers maps, and from this we worked out (guessed) that the walk was a mere 3 km at most. It turned out to be 7. With the time fast approaching 11pm, we started to finally reach some guest houses. We got turned away from the first with “sorry, we're full” but undeterred, we continued on. Success! We found a nice looking guest house where the friendly ladies who ran it were just about to close up. The room was clean, and that was enough for us “thank you, we'll take it!” The guest house had named each of it's room's according to the colour they were painted. our Canadian friends, Dan and Fran, took 'Cookies and Cream', which left us with the lovely 'Bubblegum' room. Decorated in pretty bubblegum pink – well at least Steph was happy!
We met Dan and Fran for breakfast over the next couple of days. We found a nice little cafe just around the corner from where we were staying, where I enjoyed many Kiwi shakes and Steph treated herself to some scrambled eggs accompanied with beans on toast. During our stay, Krabi played host to a number of boat races along it's river. It was fun to watch, and the races drew quite a crowd!
We decided to rent a moped and take a trip over to where a 'hot stream waterfall' was located. All went well to start with. I handled the roads and the traffic pretty easily, and we were well on our way. However, about 30 minutes into the ride, we were travelling down a two lane motorway when all of a sudden the back end started to feel as if it was on an ice rink. Fairly certain we hadn't detoured over a plain of ice, we decided to pull over and check it out. Flat tyre... great. Fortunately, on the other side of the road (across four lanes of high speed traffic) there was a mechanic, and slightly further along there was a petrol station. Unsure whether we should get it fixed, we decided the best thing to do was contact the place we rented the bike from, and check with them what we should do.
Steph headed down to the petrol garage and tried to ring the office. Meanwhile a local man, who had a tuc tuc full of long grass had stopped to 'help' us. He insisted on trying to load the bike onto his tuc tuc, and take us back into town, a 30 minute drive away. I told him “thanks, but we need to talk to the office first” fearing he would charge us for his act of kindness. He didn't speak a word of English, so after he started trying to move our moped I put my hands on it and gave him a firm “NO. WAIT.” He must have understood that, as he jumped in his tuc tuc and left pretty quickly. A short while later Steph returned, with bad news - no answer from the office. She did, however, say the lady over there was very friendly, so we decided to go and get some advice as to how much it would cost before we got ripped off at the mechanics. With a price in our heads we moved to the mechanics and asked him to fix it. It turned out we needed a whole new tyre (which actually cost the same as our days rental fee – about £3!) after taking some photographic evidence to show the office on our return we continued on our way.
We finally reached the hot stream waterfall around 1pm. We parked the bike and went to explore. First we encountered a series of hot pools or water, where the water rose just above the knee. It was amazing, as the temperature of the water was nearly unbearably hot, and yet the rock pools were completely natural. We carried on in search of the waterfall. A short walk later and we found it. A stunning little waterfall, with crystal clear water and a series of pools at the top of it. The water was a beautiful emerald green colour due to the minerals in its rocks. Again the temperature was incredible. It was like having a hot bath in the middle of a forest. The experience was truly breathtaking. I climbed down the rocks a bit further, and let the hot water pound my back for a while. Then I dived into the river at it's base where to my surprise the water was icy cold! We towelled off and headed back to the bike for some lunch and an ice cream.
The rest of the day (and some of the night) was spent cruising around on the moped. It was a good way to see more of the surrounding area, as there is only so far you are able to walk on foot in the scorching sun.