#10 from SE Asia — Ko Phayam island. No cars, no shoes, no locks, no schedule…

#10 from SE Asia — Ko Phayam island. No cars, no shoes, no locks, no schedule…
January, 25th,  2011
Ko Phayam, Thailand

Approaching Ko Phayam

A view from our bungalow

A beach in Ko Phayam

Jeff was a day ahead of me and already had a room on Ko Phayam Island.  This island is part of the Laem Som marine national park system.  I rode my bike to the ferry early.  I felt great relief to not have to deal with any of the moto-taxis, schedules, and  price debates.  I just pedalled there quickly by myself.
I took the 3 hour ride to an island that has no cars, traffic lights, and only intermittent electricity and infrequent  internet.  It was about 4 by 7 kms in size and known for its fine beaches.  Across the island were 2 meter wide cement trails where one could pedal a bike if necessary to get to any of the many beaches, bars, dance halls and restaurants on the island.

As I rode my bicycle thru the crowd of young backpackers getting off the ferry, I noticed that they were virtually all queueing up to rent motorcycles.  They were 1/3rd my age, yet they felt that they did not have the time or energy to be able to pedal a  bike a maximum of 7 kms.

I would pay for this later on whenever I pedalled on the trails.  I would have to dodge the motorcyclists speeding along noisily and recklessly on the trails.  I should mention that I have seen a few live motorcycle accidents while on this trip.  I am surprised that I have not seen more.

I found Jeff and I shared his Bamboo cabana.  I unpacked, bathed, and looked around.  I had absolutely nothing specific to do for 5 days.  Nothing.  Wow.  When was the last time I had this opportunity, other than in solitary confinement in prison?

Time to turn my motor off, or at least reduce my high idle.
So what to do?  Daily I swam, I used the free sea kayaks to paddle around small islands in the distance.  I read, I went 3 days without wearing any footwear at all, including sandals, socks, or tongs.  And by late afternoon I was usually idly drunk.  Yeah I was.

I got one massage, a decent one.  I talked with the masseuse and she mentioned just how sore and stiff she was from giving massages all day.  So I offered to give her a massage every afternoon after she was finished.  But I told her my rate was 1 baht (about $.03) per hour.  She accepted and paid up in advance.  So I got into massaging the masseuses at sunset on this lovely 2 km beach.  Life could be worse.

Jeff's and my masseuse on Ko Phayam

But finally, it was time to go.  Jeff had decided to stay another day.  We said our goodbyes.  It had been a good ride together.  Jeff now had to get back to the US, but not me.  So down the road again.

One Response to #10 from SE Asia — Ko Phayam island. No cars, no shoes, no locks, no schedule…

  1. Wow! Sweetie…Idly Drunk…so unlike you! Me…Yes! lolololol xxoo

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