My Uncle Conril used to say that when he asked his Charleston friends where they were going on vacation, they replied, "We're already here." Maybe that is my problem. I live in such a nice place, I cannot be pleased when going on vacation.
Seriously, though, this place is a big disappointment compared to what I had pictured. Goldenbear70 did not even mention in his post about the 1/4-inch-long hard-shelled beetle-like insect that flew into my eye last night. And that smell? Well, I was not the only one that noticed. When the team of staff members came to check out our malfunctioning TV and safe, one of the ladies went out and came back with several little sachets which she proudly hung all around the room. No mater how many sachet pouches you hang, sewerage still smells like sewerage.
The rock-hard bed was not too bad. I think I turned often enough to prevent bruising, and I safely passed the night without any "skeeter" bites. When I showered this morning I was pleasantly surprised as I stepped into the rock-lined stall with exposed aggregate floor. It was like standing outside in the rain. Then I looked up to see an entire squadron of mosquitoes swarming and ready to make a dive for the kill.
Breakfast was very nice - lots of tropical fruits. I think they grow the bananas right here on the property. The gardens surrounding the cabins are beautiful. Homeowners in the States pay a fortune to have their place landscaped like this, and I think it is natural. They like to serve baked beans here along with eggs, sausage and cereal. The pool looks pretty inviting, and I think the sun is trying to peek through the canopy.
This post is starting to sound like the song "Hello, Muddah, Hello Faddah." I do feel a little like I used to at summer camp. "HELP!"
Still goldenbear70's honey
Day One of our Week-long Sentence Here at Phu Pha Ao Nang, Krabi, Thailand
("Krabi" is pronounced krahBEE - not CRAbee)
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