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Last Day in Krabi

 

6 Sept 2011.

Our third and last day in Aonang.

 

It rains heavily on the third morning, as if sharing our sadness about leaving such a peaceful place.

 

Once the rain subsided, we walk out for breakfast – this time we are trying our luck at another stall still within the vicinity of the under construction mosque, and seems fate hasn’t fail us yet. It is a such a delightful breakfast; too bad we discover it on our last day at Aonang. We have some Thai laksa (yeah they call it laksa here) and tea (something like our own kaww teh mamak – only better!). The laksa  looks dull and plain; albeit the looks, the taste is a total contrast especially when eaten with all the herbs, and the chili paste really adds to the flavour. It is very much up to my tastebud, that the brekfast itself is worth a repeat of the whole trip! (I’m salivating still while typing this…).

 

 Owh, not to forget is the nasi kerabu or herbs rice. Splendid!

  

Settled with breakfast (and after saying goodbye to some new friends – fellow Malaysians we met at the stall) we set off again. Since we have a few hours to spend before our departure in the afternoon, we decide to have a last tour around town with our rented motorcycle.

 

Ronald says “Sawadee krup!”

 

We stop by Aonang Walking Street, just to check out the hotel that was caught with fire the night before. From the outside, the condition does not look too bad, kudos to the fire rescue.

 

Even the hand of Buddha also agrees - ”no worries, it should be okay!”

 

It is still very early and the shops are yet to open. A cold morning, especially after a shower of rain thus explains the lack of the passers by. With no demanding business, Songteaw operators find that it is unnecessary to hang around.

 

 Window shopping is quite inappropriate; so we cross the street, where the shore of Aonang beckons.

 

 Gloomy day, and the beach is a bit deserted.

 

 Traditional vs. Modern

 

We spot a bunch of tourist just arrived, waiting to get into the long tail. I presume they are going to Rai Leh, a secluded bay surrounded by sea and high cliffs, thus makes it only accessible by boat. Great place for honeymooners.

 

It is not a fine white sand, the shore. Instead, it is covered with broken sea shells. A bit painful to walk barefooted.

 

Enough with sea sighting, we hop into our ride and cruise along the main road.

 

We stumble into a peddler selling sweeps. I love the look of it, like a bunch of oversize and fluffy papyrus.

 

No, thank you. I’m not keen of doing any chores today.

 

Cruising along the road to Nopparat and I really had to asked DH to stop in order to capture the well canopied and romantic lane.

 

Again a second stop at a nearby eatery in front Nopparat Thara beach as I need to go to the loo and buy some drinks (what a clash of interest!).  I happened to read the signboard on my way out, and I forget that I am in Thailand. Thus there is no need to worry if you are lost in Krabi,  at least you won’t be hungry!

 

We continue our excursion into the villages, purposely trying to get lost. We follow the road as far as it goes, passess by lonely road and houses. The surrounding is very typical to Malaysia rurals, it feels like getting lost in your own neighbourhood.

 

The path lead us back to the main road. We still have a few hours to go and already out of ideas on how to spend the time.

 

At a junction we spotted a signboard that lead us to this place, and since DH is eager to put his skill to test so we venture in.

 

Entering the building, we are welcomed by two fluffy hosts. Don’t get cheated with their demure looks, they are as fierce as they could be. Sensing my fear (I fear dogs), they bark and jump on me – thank god they are chained! But as soon as I take out my camera, they calm down and pose. What an actor! Bahh!

 

The price list. A bit pricey for such a short thrill. DH is quite adamant, so bye bye 1080B and hello, AK47 .22 caliber! The price for a one in a lifetime experience, he says (wutever!)

 

The shooting. For the hit target you could either opt for a human target or a circle target, and since DH is no where near of killing anybody he choose (with my approval!)  for the circle target.

 

On close inspection of the hit target, all are in with only one missed. Not bad afterall, DH! Thanks to the endless Counter Strike training. Now I really feel safe. LOL! 

 

 

It is about time when we leave the shooting range, so we quickly get back to our room to change and pack. Before getting into the cab, with heavy heart I take one last look of the iconic landmark of Aonang (iconic, eventhough only half completed).

 

While waiting for the flight I wish to kill the time with some phone game, and coincidentally it has to be this one. Seems that I’m not able to let go Aonang yet.

 

Krabi Airport, a view form the plane prior to take off.

 

Flying across the blue sky, I spotted the moon. I guess everytime I see it from now on, it will remind me of those happy times I had in Aonang.

 

The End.