Chugging towards Chiang Mai

Early enough, I found myself yet again in Bangkok. I wouldn’t have any time to enjoy it, though, as I was going to try to make it as soon as possible to this one old, archaic airport that’s mostly used for domestic flights. My plan was to make it from Phuket to Chiang Mai in significantly less than the 24 hours it normally takes by train, so I thought a nice halfway solution would be to train to Bangkok, then fly from there. Being the quintessential hub, the prices would be cheaper anyway . . . it looked like it was going to work out nicely.

A Spell In Phuket

Its 4am on a Monday morning, and I just can’t seem to get myself to feel particularly sleepy at all, so I figured I’d add another installment to this travel blog. I’ve made a promise to knock off at least three days of travel time in blog writing every week here, and hopefully I’ll be able to go even a bit faster. The irony is that this installment right here will probably be three days in one go, but all the better. And sorry, no pictures this time.

Climbing Krabi

So I got up again, this time pretty early on, to try and catch my ride to the day’s fun of climbing. The van was a bit late picking me up, but not late enough for me to get a solid breakfast anywhere nearby, so I hopped in with a bunch of other people who were all just barely talkative. I was pretty tired, actually, so I mostly kept to myself at first, shutting my eyes to catch a little more rest.

and on and on

Anyway, where last we left off, I had departed Yara and Bangkok towards the bluer pastures of southern Thailand, specifically for the city of Krabi.