All Hail 'Activity Day'!
And on the 54th day, the Lord said, "Get thee up off your backsides, and move your atrophied limbs." And Arch and Jules rose forth from their hammocks, and saw that it was good...
That's right, at the wise prompting of SmithCorp (a.k.a. The Tinseltowners) yesterday was deemed 'Activity Day', which we started with a tasty lunch (bacon sandwich...) before some wily bargaining to secure two scooters for the day.
After the requisite argument about who would drive (Jules has more experience on the road, I've had less crashes. HEAPS less crashes), we set off for Khlong Phlu waterfall, in a two bike convoy - rapidly lengthened by SmithCorp's rather slow progress.
Now, I'm no master when it comes to waterfalls, but this was quite the doozy - a snaking cascade of water from above, the air filled with mist and rainbows, and everyone wearing flowers in their hair. OK, I'm not 100% sure about the flowers in the hair - I might be imagining that one...
Anyhow, in front of the waterfall was a loverly deep blue swimming hole, and much time was spent frollicking around in the cool fresh waters, before we headed back out on our scooters for lunch at a roadside stall; one complete spit roasted chicken with sticky rice, yumbo...
After our little dip, it was decided to head further south, in search of the herbal sauna we'd seen a flyer for, down at Bai Lan beach. Now, as far as 'Must Do's' on the island of Koh Chang, this is one of them. The sauna is made of mud bricks, with lots of nice little areas around for hanging out, swinging in the hammock, and drinking real coffee (which has proven hard to find so far in Thailand). The shower is a bamboo spout, over riverstones, and the sauna is hot, really really hot...
We took the recommended course of two cycles in the sauna, followed by an exfoliating salt rub (I chose green tea, a smell the local dogs seem to dislike), and lastly - a final long soak. After a very long time of only ever getting soooo clean, it was great to know that my pores had gleefully opened up to accept salt's wonderful healing qualities.
Folks, I'm clean as a whistle.
So impressed are we with activity day, that we're actually moving out of where we're staying, so that we can be within walking distance of the sauna...
Readers, I hope you are made more careful while biking, as one of our readers (a certain Mike the One Armed Bandit) has suffered an ouchie while riding his bike. Doing jumps on a bike, when you actually grew up in a city isn't cool, and it isn't grown up, dude. Rest up, and let this little whippersnapper show you how to handle a Harley...
Berin, I have nothing to say to you, until your manners improve. Nic, this is clearly your fault.
On a sadder note, my wonderful sketching teacher from Architecture school, the esteemed Pat Hanly, passed away recently. He was a top chap, and his lessons were always a highlight of the week. As bewildered as I was at the time, laying upside down in the crater of Mt Eden was a really good way to teach us to try and look differently at things.
Your man eager to get to a sauna in a tropical country,
Arch :)
3 Comments:
Arch, what's regalniets spelt backwards? Hint, it is not a lizard! Hint, we are having many of them now.
Smart prick (says Leon).
HIG and YAK
Grew up in the city my arse bitch! I seem to remember you squeeling like a little girl at the sight of a few spiders under the deck getting wood at titirangi....
And dont come running to me if you break your leg on one of those scooters of death either.
I have changed jobs and now work in a factory that makes single serve deserts and puddings, AND at the end of the first meeting I had today we tasted a new one. O boy am I going to be fat albert by the end of winter :-).
Have a BBQ'd coconut for me.
Mike
Arch smells pass it on.
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