Beaches can be a marvellous place to spend a few days.And sandy beaches, even though they glare white in the sunshine, and even if the sand is as fine as icing sugar, can seem awfully darned comfortable.
Of course the thing these Thai beaches bring that's extra are the ubiquitous and tall karst formations -- those narrow flowerpot islands that rise hundreds of feet vertically out of the sea to provide visual relief from all those watery shades of blue: from navy to aquamarine, and most often shading through turquoise.
The problem is the sun. Rather close to the equator here, the sun has a fury that is not immediately evident with a gentle zephyr drawing across your recumbent body on aforesaid soft sand. Nor do you immediately notice the blazing solar fire when you are adequately hydrated with cheap beer.
But back in the hotel room, when you lie on the sheets that yesterday felt like fine linen and today seem like 30-grit sandpaper -- that's when you realize that sun has some real punch.
Sadly, Ingrid and I are on our way to Bangkok later this afternoon to catch the plane home. Where did 5 weeks go?
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