ARGH! What a start to the day…….
We stop at Hat Yai and didn’t even know it until we look about and see everyone has left the carriage!! So we basically have woken up and within 2mins, we’re standing on the platform lugging our rucksacks around. Not good chat – we’re all in a complete daze and have no idea what to do next. Lack of sleep and not eaten since 7pm yesterday, we’re in no state to talk to each other, let alone think about getting to our next destination……
I remember Eve saying that they did buses from Hat Yai straight to Georgetown in Malaysia so we start to leave the station in search of a travel agent. Whey hey, as soon as we leave the station there’s one right in front of us. Not sure if these are rip off merchants or what, but with such little sleep I don’t give a hoot. Just get me on bus so I can kip!! After a misunderstanding between Dave and Aaron – they almost came to blows through not hearing each other – argh – the joys and stresses of tiredness combined with booking travel arrangements and grumpy hungry boys –raaaaaaa!!! CAN PEOPLE JUST GET ALONG?!?
Anyhoo, bus booked and we’ve got over an hour to kill. We all need some coffee and we need it NOW! We find this local place and the owner is falling over himself to serve us – bless him! We get the local Thai coffee, which is rocket fuel plus condensed milk! And he throws in some sweet pastry type buns as well – this is just what we need! Everyone is getting on now, thank god – if that was 2 chicks nipping at each other, they wouldn’t be speaking to each other for the rest of the trip!!
9am comes and we go back to the bus pick up point. It’s a wee minibus and god knows how they get all of our luggage on, but they do! There’s air con and we have good front row seats, which means leg room! Whoop Whoop!!
It’s a nice drive, there aren’t any crazy ass drivers about and we get dropped off at the Thai / Malaysia border to get our passports stamped and whatnot. All very easy and nowt like the faff with crossing into Vietnam!
We get into Georgetown just after 4pm and its……..raining! Haha! But its sooooooo humid – very random! The minibus drops us off in the middle of nowhere and we need to get our wits about us and try to figure out where Hutton Lane was. Hmmm….this is all very fun in the rain! Somehow we get there and the place is lovely! Hutton Lodge. Its all very clean and welcoming. As they follow Asian traditions, we need to take off our shoes when going upstairs.
Dave and I are in a room by ourselves but have to use the communal showers at the end of the block. Aaron is in a dorm with 3 others – Julia from Canada, Raj from Georgetown (don’t ask me why a local was in a guesthouse!) and Justin from London with one of those annoying accents, that goes up at the end of a sentence. However, he’s a Liverpool fan so we may let him off!!
Everyone chills out for a bit and head for a wee kip. Dave and I are first up and decide to head for some street meat. We’ve been told that the Tandoori is amazing so off we trot to find some of that. It’s really overcast and muggy as hell but on we trot regardless. We stumble across this street vendor and get sat down on a street table. The waiter speaks good English and tells us to go for the tandoori plate. It comes out 5 minutes later and is piping hot. We get a load of tandoori on this metal plate with dips and pitta bread – yummy!!
Aaron surfaces a wee bitty later and Dave takes him to the same street place for his fill of tandoori meat. We’re at a bit of loose end after tea, so we have 1 beer at the guesthouse (£1.60) which is pricey compared to the 80p we’ve been paying previously, and play some cards. Tiredness overtakes us all and we hit the sack at the grand time of 9pm! Haha!
We stop at Hat Yai and didn’t even know it until we look about and see everyone has left the carriage!! So we basically have woken up and within 2mins, we’re standing on the platform lugging our rucksacks around. Not good chat – we’re all in a complete daze and have no idea what to do next. Lack of sleep and not eaten since 7pm yesterday, we’re in no state to talk to each other, let alone think about getting to our next destination……
I remember Eve saying that they did buses from Hat Yai straight to Georgetown in Malaysia so we start to leave the station in search of a travel agent. Whey hey, as soon as we leave the station there’s one right in front of us. Not sure if these are rip off merchants or what, but with such little sleep I don’t give a hoot. Just get me on bus so I can kip!! After a misunderstanding between Dave and Aaron – they almost came to blows through not hearing each other – argh – the joys and stresses of tiredness combined with booking travel arrangements and grumpy hungry boys –raaaaaaa!!! CAN PEOPLE JUST GET ALONG?!?
Anyhoo, bus booked and we’ve got over an hour to kill. We all need some coffee and we need it NOW! We find this local place and the owner is falling over himself to serve us – bless him! We get the local Thai coffee, which is rocket fuel plus condensed milk! And he throws in some sweet pastry type buns as well – this is just what we need! Everyone is getting on now, thank god – if that was 2 chicks nipping at each other, they wouldn’t be speaking to each other for the rest of the trip!!
9am comes and we go back to the bus pick up point. It’s a wee minibus and god knows how they get all of our luggage on, but they do! There’s air con and we have good front row seats, which means leg room! Whoop Whoop!!
It’s a nice drive, there aren’t any crazy ass drivers about and we get dropped off at the Thai / Malaysia border to get our passports stamped and whatnot. All very easy and nowt like the faff with crossing into Vietnam!
We get into Georgetown just after 4pm and its……..raining! Haha! But its sooooooo humid – very random! The minibus drops us off in the middle of nowhere and we need to get our wits about us and try to figure out where Hutton Lane was. Hmmm….this is all very fun in the rain! Somehow we get there and the place is lovely! Hutton Lodge. Its all very clean and welcoming. As they follow Asian traditions, we need to take off our shoes when going upstairs.
Dave and I are in a room by ourselves but have to use the communal showers at the end of the block. Aaron is in a dorm with 3 others – Julia from Canada, Raj from Georgetown (don’t ask me why a local was in a guesthouse!) and Justin from London with one of those annoying accents, that goes up at the end of a sentence. However, he’s a Liverpool fan so we may let him off!!
Everyone chills out for a bit and head for a wee kip. Dave and I are first up and decide to head for some street meat. We’ve been told that the Tandoori is amazing so off we trot to find some of that. It’s really overcast and muggy as hell but on we trot regardless. We stumble across this street vendor and get sat down on a street table. The waiter speaks good English and tells us to go for the tandoori plate. It comes out 5 minutes later and is piping hot. We get a load of tandoori on this metal plate with dips and pitta bread – yummy!!
Aaron surfaces a wee bitty later and Dave takes him to the same street place for his fill of tandoori meat. We’re at a bit of loose end after tea, so we have 1 beer at the guesthouse (£1.60) which is pricey compared to the 80p we’ve been paying previously, and play some cards. Tiredness overtakes us all and we hit the sack at the grand time of 9pm! Haha!
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