My trip to Thailand last November was a gift. My plane ticket was a gift. Sunlight was one, too. And fresh seafood. I’m beyond grateful for it.
All that said, I kind of expected more of the Andaman Coast. I remember reading blog posts about Thai islands during my never-ending layover at Moscow Domodedovo Airport. According to travel blogosphere, paradise is a place in southern Thailand. Everyone seemed to fell in love with it in an instant. I was sure I would, too.
I blame the expectations, but, guess what, I didn’t love it. I liked it. I enjoyed it. It was beautiful. Yes. I know. Like, what is wrong with that girl?
I guess I was just late for the party. I read too much about SE Asia. I got too old for main backpacker trails. I wanted a bit of wilderness, but none was left around me. Even bored macaques were posing with tourists and their selfie sticks. Serenity I was hoping to find was long gone.
Then I went to Khao Lak- Lam Ru National Park. There were no other tourists around. I was in the middle of the jungle hiking up to the top of Ton Chong Fa Waterfall. I was in a place I dreamt of when I spontaneously decided to go on this whole Thai trip.
I’ve heard people saying Khao Lak is boring. I don’t care about it as long as a 10 minute-long motorbike ride can take me to a serene sanctuary.
Here is a little gallery of Khao Lak- Lam Ru National Park. I’ve also included photos of Khao Lak beaches as a teaser.
Which image is your favorite?