Because of the ongoing tension in Bangkok, now more than ever we badly want to get out of this mad city. It does not help of course that the malls have been shut down, the bars and clubs have stopped playing music, and there's a real danger of some random grenade attack while you're on the Skytrain. How do you spell haggard?
So last weekend, Miss Bubbles, Binibining Liwayway, and I went to the resort town of Hua Hin. We initially thought it would only take us a couple of hours on the road to reach our destination, but the train ride actually reached four hours... on a non-air conditioned carriage at that. It was hot all right, but it was a good opportunity to sit back and update each other of the latest news on politics in Bangkok.
Instead, the beach was filled with Thai families sitting on lounges underneath umbrellas. The northern end of the beach was pretty crowded because the next day was a holiday. The water had receded when we dropped by the beach, so there was hardly anyone swimming, instead the people camwhored on the rocks by the water's edge.