The angry is gone. A week in the sun 'n surf and I'm ready to pass through India en route to Madagascar...with no hard feelings. Thailand makes a great decompression chamber. Plus, my weight is back up and that was the big concern...not being fit for the upcoming mountain bike tour through northern Madagascar.
I did go a little overboard. Instead of staying in a cheap hut on the beach in Ko Samet. I found a pricey poolside villa on the beach outside of Ban Phe. So, I missed out on the backpacker crowd and had a toilet that flushed. Whatever. I'll be back on the cheap again staying in a tent and huts and local villages in Madagascar. I'm just gonna chalk this little visit up to prep work and training. Conditioning via steak and whisky.
That's it for now. More later.
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If you have any extra, do send some steak and whiskey to Philly. I'm holed up gunning for a cardiovascular exam, lusting after the India dom (despite her frustrating complexities), anxious for the upcoming break and last-minute tix to Anywhere.
Might even head to the Caribbean, since I haven't been there and could get a free ticket. But considering a tropical island paradise made me feel like a sell-out given the last round of dirty backpacking.
Fortunately, you splurged in Thailand, and made me feel better about wanting to take it easy*
Love the blogs (and that you're sort of taking my route backwards). Great writing.
Take care,
Alicia
*granted I'll hunt down as much trouble as possible, but still.... the Caribbean for cryin' out loud....
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