Moi at the rubber plantation. I didn't know that rubber grows this tall ha. Wala yan sa Surigao, shet.
Later in the afternoon, we went to the Phuket International Airport (a good 40 minutes by car from Pang Nga) where we picked up his cousin who arrived from Bangkok. We were joined later on by one of Tone's former students. The group headed off to Phuket Fantasea, one of those glittering shows that feature elephants, tigers, trapeze artists, dancers, pyrotechnics, giant sets, rain-on-the-stage, and so on. The ticket price comes with dinner, but I think it's a bit pricey for a show that is garish and lacks context (oh the never-ending spectacularization of Thai culture is getting on my nerves already). Anyhoot, we were there and we tried to enjoy the show nonetheless (no photos allowed). The show ended at 11 p.m. and we still had to drive for an hour back to Pang Nga town.
Pang Nga Bay, probably the most popular destination in the province. We hopped on a long-tail boat crammed with a cargo of dried shrimps and boxes of fish sauce. The boat meandered around the vast mangrove forest set in a magnificent backdrop of soaring karst walls. The boat dropped us in Panyi Island, which is home to a Muslim village sitting on stilts. We allowed ourselves to get lost in the tiny alleys until we reached the "soccer field" of the local school that is cantilevered over the murky water. From there we had a good view of the bay, just perfect for camwhoring.
For only 800 baht, we took another long-tail boat to the famous James Bond Island (supposedly The Man with a Golden Gun was shot here in the 70s). Oh, our boatman (I don't know how else to call them) was a young, dark, gorgeous thing with the cutest smile in the entire Pang Nga Bay. On our way to James Bond Island, our boat went under a cave just big enough for small boats to pass through (it reminded me of Suhoton Cove in Bucas Grande in Surigao). A number of tourists were kayaking around the cave.
this is it??? That rock must feel like one superstar as hordes of tourists gawk at it and as cameras click relentlessly. It was mayhem dear. But well, we were there already so we took loads of pictures and PJ even decided to take a dip in the water, the only tourist to do so (the water was murky because of the mangroves). Some tourists were kayaking around the area and some were getting tans on the decks of their yachts.