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Today we get off the beach for a day and join a 4×4 off-road tour of most of Samui’s attractions. Some will be delightful, some mysterious, and – be warned! – things get a little graphic from time to time.

So hold on tight!

Heading south out of Chaweng, there’s a chance to grab a view of the beach we looked at yesterday…

Our first stop are the so-called Grandfather and Grandmother rocks. The story is that many years ago an old couple sailed away to sort out the betrothal of their son. Their boat unfortunately got into trouble, they tried to swim to shore, but the sea was too much for them.

As they died, they became rocks, to make it absolutely clear to all what their intentions were when making the journey. A rather moving and charming story, you may think. Here’s Grandfather Rock.

Lovely.

The old man’s still got it.

I didn’t quite get all the, err, way, to see the other one but there were some other rocks around that were actually more picturesque.

When I got to Grandmother rock, basically a long cleft running along a flat rock…

…I wasn’t able to get into position to snap the hole where the cleft narrows…you get the picture.

From there, we headed inland and towards the hills, and fetched up at Na Mueang waterfall.

The second one is a way above the first one and you shouldn’t be stupid in how you try to get to it.

Avoid rock climbing by using the official path…

At the end of all that, ahem, rock climbing is a small but pleasant enough mountain waterfall.

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A view back down the valley…

…but will I get back down it! Back down the rocks safely? Where does our adventure lead us? Second post coming up soon – and there is a dead body!

Well I didn’t make to Wat Arun for the sunrise on Wednesday. Never mind. But what else did you expect…

Later that day I flew down to Ko Samui for six nights, and now we find ourselves on Chaweng beach, its biggest town and hottest nightspot, round the corner from the airport. The narrow high street is crammed with bars, restaurants, beach clubs, more bars, more beach clubs, and every now and then through it goes a convoy of pickups advertising the latest club event or the upcoming Thai boxing night – not just any Muay Thai night but The BEST of The BEST!

But you don’t want to hear about any of that do you. You’re just here for the beach pics, right? Here they are.

Leaving so soon guys?

The tiny islet of Ko Mat Lang.

There’s more to Samui than Chaweng, and even more islands to pop over. Tomorrow we’ll see more of Samui, but now it’s happy hour! Cheers!

Bangkok is a huge, pulsating megalopolis bursting with traffic, fumes, people, energy. Any opportunity to shut out the noise for a while should be taken and cherished.

Lumphini Park, in the southwest of the city centre, was created by King Rama VI of (then called) Siam in the 1920s.

That’s him there.

It’s not very big, but like all such parks you don’t have to go too far before the sound of the roads subsided and…everything…just…chills…

I for one was grateful. These were taken on the Tuesday after the Monday night before.

Time to head back into the city…

…and its frantic mix of South-East Asian tradition, and the very now.

Monday, after Wat Arun, further up along the Thonburi bank.

Bangkok’s elevated BTS Skytrain metro is a world-class public transport system that rivals anything we have in Britain.

The normal overground railway, isn’t.

This is Thonburi station, Bangkok’s second terminus. I think it’s rather more charming than the BTS.

One of the great attractions of Bangkok is seeing its breakneck modernisation sit next door to the ramshackle older world – sprawling clumps of achingly hip skyscrapers (there are lots of clumps) towering over faded shopfronts, Dickensian-dark workshops and corrugated shacks.

In the distance, not really a Bangkok-style clump, more of a freckle.

Ok.

So here’s my new blog, and we’re going to be covering my return trip to South East Asia.

I was hoping to push something out yesterday (Monday) but got a little delayed. More later.

Anyway…

So here we are in Bangkok, hot, smoggy, stunning Bangkok, and we’re on the best place to be on a steamy, sticky day – the river.

Where are we going? To one of Bangkok’s essential sights, the Grand Palace, and the Temple of the Emerald Buddha.

Sounds exotic. However half the world thinks so as well, and I got there to find the place rammed with visitors. Not the best place to be standing around when it’s hot. (As we’ll see, my plans are subject to revision and even cancellation). So, it was over the river to something you may recognise…

Wat Arun, the Temple of the Dawn, used to house the Emerald Buddha (which we’re not seeing of course) before the capital was moved to the eastern bank of the Chao Phraya river in the 18th century.

In the 19th century the king had the spires done up with porcelain and coloured glass inlays. Last time I came they were under scaffold, but the renovators have been and gone and a splendid job they made of it.

Temple of the Dawn? The panels are highly reflective and the whole thing turns golden in the light of sunrise, and at sunset. They don’t look too shabby at midday either.

I’m hoping to come again tomorrow morning.

This western bank of the river is actually the Thonburi side. I hadn’t been here before and I fancied a look so got on the tourist boat and headed upstream to the train station – pictures later.

So that was that, and it was back down the river to my hotel.

Which isn’t one of these.

Ayutthaya, the old capital of Thailand, is 70 km away and its fabulous ruins and streets are a must-see. It was one of the reasons I came back to Bangkok and I’d lined it up for today, Tuesday.

However I hooked up with some other travellers around the famous Khan San Road last night – and got to bed at five. I’m writing this blog post at ten to two in the afternoon, still in bed. This is my last day in Bangkok. Ayutthaya will have to wait.

So I’m going to have to come back again!