tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91207088690797731522024-03-22T11:02:16.562+11:00Kao Jai ThailandAn Amazing Thailand blog featuring travel tips and insider information about popular destinations and hidden treasures in Thailand. Kao Jai means “understanding” in Thai – literally, to “enter the heart”... so join me as I journey through my favourite travel destination and spiritual homeland.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.comBlogger103125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-19299583230868382452013-11-18T21:08:00.003+11:002013-11-18T21:10:22.686+11:00New Blog!Dear loyal readers,
Kao Jai Thailand is no more ... but please check out my new blog, <a href="http://thaitraveltales.blogspot.com.au/">Thai Travel Tales</a>, which is basically the same thing but rebranded under a more searchable name and with a gorgeous new design!<br />
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Thanks for reading my ramblings over the past few years, please keep following my new Amazing Thailand blog.<br />
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JulieAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-80018619712624679502013-10-31T13:32:00.000+11:002013-12-06T14:01:19.439+11:00Sawasdee Ka!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Over the past two years, I've been very proud to have presented Kao Jai Thailand in conjunction with Tourism of Authority of Thailand (Australia). It's given me the opportunity to explore wonderful and intriguing corners of Thailand and to probe into details which I might otherwise have been missed. <br /><br /> And it seems that my blog has struck a chord with readers all over the world too! I often get comments from wide and far about my posts, which I totally appreciate - feedback is fantastic, especially such positive words. <br /><br /> During these two years I have been privileged to post articles by other brilliant travel writers with a connection to Thailand, especially <a href="http://www.johnborthwick.net/" target="_blank">John Borthwick</a>, Oliver Benjamin, Cynthia Barnes, <a href="http://travography.com/">Roderick Eime</a> and <a href="http://kerryvanderjagt.com/" target="_blank">Kerry van der Jagt</a>. Your contributions have been invaluable, especially last year when I was unable to travel to Thailand as often as I'd like. <br /><br /> But now I'm saying sawasdee ka to Kao Jao Thailand; and welcoming my brand new blog, <a href="http://thaitraveltales.blogspot.com.au/" target="_blank"><b>Thai Travel Tales</b></a>. The whole idea is to rebrand with a more generic, searchable name, one that is more easily found on Google ... with the aim of building my readership! <br /><br /> However, it will be same same but different - different look, but the same great content about destinations, activities, travel tips and cultural curiosities in Thailand. My brilliant team of writers will continue to inform and entertain you, just under a new blog name. <br /><br /> So please look out for it - kickoff will be early next week. Thanks again for reading this blog, and please like, befriend, join and share my new blog!! <br /><br /> <a href="http://thaitraveltales.blogspot.com.au/" target="_blank">http://thaitraveltales.blogspot.com.au/ </a><br /><br /> Julie</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-16444344424969885822013-10-28T11:09:00.002+11:002013-10-31T18:43:49.712+11:00Bangkok Transport, A-Z<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>Regular contributor John Borthwick samples, in alphabetical order, Bangkok’s various public transports of delight and sometimes despair. </i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Airport Rail Link</b>
From Suvarnabhumi (pronounced Suwannapoom — or “Swampy”) to midtown takes 30 minutes (and 45 baht) on the eight-stop City Line, and about 20 minutes (and 90 baht) on the one-stop Express Train. Both terminate at Phaya Thai BTS SkyTrain station. Excellent system. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Airport Taxi</b>
Exit on the ground floor; locate the yellow, meter-taxi hire desk. This service costs 50 baht added to your final fare. Desk tells the driver your destination hotel/address. For example, you’re going to Sukhumvit Road: the meter starts at 35 baht, you pay road tolls as you go (45 and 25 baht) and the final meter fare (about 250 baht), plus 50 baht service fee. Tip if you want. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Bicycle</b>
Sheer PC masochism. The Big Mango’s traffic is anarchic and merciless: might is right and two wheels are “wrong”, unless attached to a motorbike. However, if you’re a true zealot, consider the share bike system called PunPun. (www.punpunbikeshare.com) </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Bus</b>
Cheap, often crowded, non-airconditioned. Signage in Thai. Drivers rarely speak English. Unless you know exactly where you want to go (and have it written in Thai), this is not the easiest choice for visitors. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Canal Boat</b>
Fast, furious and spray, too. Skinny canal boats rocket along the 1837-built Saen Saeb klong, making fleeting pit-stops at 18 wharves. You leap on and off — literally — wherever you want. The conductor collects fares on-board. A cheap as chips tour of Bangkok’s backdoors. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Motorcycle </b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Taxi</b>
Non-PC masochism. “Moto-si” dudes linger on corners wearing numbered, low-visibility vests. Explain your destination. Settle on the fare first — prices start at about 40 baht for a short trip. Be sure to use the helmet. Settle back for a slipstreaming, tailgating, maximum monoxide view of the Bangkok stampede. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>MRT</b>
Metropolitan Rapid Transit system aka the subway. A limited network (18 stations, one line), but clean, fast and economical. Purchase a token before boarding. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>River Ferry</b>
There are two principal ferry systems. The Chao Phraya River Express is a local service that’s quick, crowded and cheap. It services numerous whistle-stop wharves — a commuter bus on water. The recommended Chao Phraya Tourist Boat is more comfortable and stops at 30 piers near main visitor attractions — a one-day pass costs 150 baht. Starting point is Central Pier (at Saphan Taksin Bridge). </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>SkyTrain (BTS)</b>
The Bangkok Train system, aka SkyTrain, is more extensive than the MRT and runs (as the name suggests) well above ground. Some 33 stations on two lines. Before boarding, purchase your ticket card (15 to 52 baht, depending on distance) or a 130-baht One-Day Pass. Clean and air-conditioned, though often SRO crowded. Always beats road traffic. </span><br />
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BKK meter taxis are plentiful, clean and inexpensive. Many drivers speak little English (and some don’t know this extensive city very well) so it helps to have your destination address written in Thai. Make sure the meter is on (flag-fall, 35 baht); if the driver won’t use the meter, just hop out and hire the next cab — which is about one minute away. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Tuk-tuk</b>
These days tuk-tuk (proper name samlor, “three-wheel”) is a novelty transport mostly used by tourists. Tuk-tuks are unmetered and drivers will charge farang whatever they think our (often demonstrated) ignorance will bear. Always more expensive than a meter taxi. Never start your journey without agreeing on the price and if there’s more than one passenger, do not pay “per head.” PS: Don’t get taken to gift shops, etc, “just for quick look”. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crazy BKK streets: Pics: John Borthwick</td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Walking</b>
BKK footpaths can be wondrous, infuriating, alienated zones of stalls, utility boxes, merchandise, excavations, pitfalls, fortune-tellers, food carts and random roadblocks, more resembling a steeplechase than a sidewalk. You won’t get anywhere fast, but you’ll see plenty and often out-walk a Sukhumvit-Silom traffic jam.</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-24578821509448305272013-10-21T15:49:00.000+11:002013-10-21T15:49:22.118+11:00The Singing Sukosols and their Amazing Hotel<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Last weekend, the Sun Herald ran my review of the Siam Hotel in Bangkok. You can read that piece here:
<a href="http://www.smh.com.au/travel/buying-time-in-bangkok-20131010-2v9nw.html">http://www.smh.com.au/travel/buying-time-in-bangkok-20131010-2v9nw.html</a></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Needless to say, I loved this hotel, from its exquisite design and decor to its tranquil location on the riverfront. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Siam is the love-child of one of Thailand's most famous celebrities, Kriss Sukosol Clapp. A handsome rock star and actor, Kriss is a member of the famous Sukusol family - an all-singing, all-entertaining hotelier family who could be called Thailand's version of the Von Trapps! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I had the pleasure to dine with the matriarch of the family, Kamala, and her charming daughter, Marisa, during a recent visit to Sydney. Kamala - donning classic '60s beehive and painted eyebrows - jokingly calls herself a "one hit wonder" due to the success of her most famous song, 'Live and Learn' in 2003. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">During the lunch, she entertained us with stories of performing all over the world, as well as leaving me green with envy discussing her antique collection, including priceless Chinese ceramics. She was also gracious enough to present me with a recent CD called "New York New York" featuring hit songs about ... you guessed it - New York. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Daughter Marisa introduced herself to me as "the voice of Snow White" in the Thai version of the Disney cartoon, trilling a bird-like "la la la la" to prove her point. I almost saw animated butterflies and bluebirds circling around her head, honestly! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kamala's antique collection sits alongside son Kriss' own personal Aladdin's Cave of art deco delights in the corridors and guest rooms of The Siam. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The hotel is built on prime riverside land owned by the family since 1973 - it had previously been used as a private pier for boat excursions along the Chao Phraya River. At one point, it was also leased out to a seafood restaurant.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When Kriss inherited the land in 2005, he decided to fulfil his dream of opening a boutique hotel where he could house his extensive antique collection. His vision was brought to fruition thanks to the genius of wonder-designer, Bill Bensley, who shares the family's love of history and quirky antiques.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is a gem of a hotel - well worth a visit, even just for a poke around!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">www.thesiamhotel.com</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just some of Kamala's antiques sitting alongside Kriss' art deco collection</td></tr>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-73451183428820377492013-10-10T06:58:00.000+11:002013-10-10T06:59:38.640+11:0020 Reasons to Visit Bangkok<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>Bangkok - the gateway to the Land of Smiles. It's big, bold, brash and vibrant. It's a city of chaos, insane traffic and crowded streets. It's also brimming with history, allure and mystery. The food is totally awesome. </i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>So many reasons to visit.
In this article I wrote for the Sydney Morning Herald/The Age, I give 20 reasons to visit Bangkok. There are so many more. Just get yourself there... </i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1. SHOPPING
Bangkok is one of the world’s great shopping cities, with bargain prices, endless variety, easy access, long opening hours and an ever-growing collection of air-conditioned shopping malls creating the perfect storm for a shopping frenzy. Most tourists make a beeline for MBK, where 2000 market-like shops sell everything from suitcases to DVD rip-offs, fashion, shoes and accessories, with bargaining part of the fun. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">2. ROOFTOP BARS In the City of Angels, what better way to drink in views on a balmy evening than from a skyscraper rooftop? Featured in The Hangover Part II, the iconic Sky Bar atop Lebua State Tower is the world’s highest outdoor bar with stunning vistas across Chao Phraya River, while the aptly named Vertigo restaurant and Moon Bar on the 61st floor of the Banyan Tree Hotel is a stunningly beautiful and incredibly hip venue. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">3. STREET FOOD
When Bangkok locals aren’t shopping, they are eating, and doing it with voracity. Every evening, the footpaths become pop-up dining rooms as locals pull up a plastic chair, grab a Singha beer and tuck into tasty meals whipped up by street vendors. It’s cheap, social and delicious, with the general rules of thumb for any street food applying: if it’s cooked fresh, it should be fine. </span><br />
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Acclaimed Australian chef David Thompson has taken the concept of traditional Thai street food and turned it into art, with his restaurant Nahm considered one of the best Asian restaurants in the world. And delectable the food is, with explosions of taste, a subtle balance of flavours and a sophisticated elegance, all served share-style in traditional Thai manner. It costs a little more than traditional street food – 1800 baht ($60) for a set menu, or mains around 400-600 baht. See comohotels.com/metropolitan bangkok/dining/nahm. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">5. CHAO PHRAYA RIVER
The broad, muddy Chao Phraya is the heart and soul of Bangkok, a working river that’s shaped the city’s history and economics. Escaping from the choking streets on to this languid artery is sweet relief, with ferry trips to sights such as the Grand Palace and Wat Arun (Temple of the Dawn) providing the best and quickest form of transportation. Watch heavily laden barges float by from riverside restaurants or on a dinner cruise, or linger longer at a peaceful riverside hotel. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">6. GRAND PALACE
This glistening homage to the kings of Siam comprises several eclectic buildings, pavilions and gardens in four main courts. The complex includes the Temple of the Emerald Buddha (housing Thailand’s most sacred Buddha image), royal offices, museums, ceremonials halls and the former residence of the cosmopolitan King RamaV. Since this is a religious site, visitors must be appropriately dressed, with no singlet tops, bare shoulders, exposed thighs, sweat pants or pyjamas allowed. Seriously. See grandpalacebangkok.com. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">7. WAT PHO
Located just behind the Grand Palace, this working temple is famous for its reclining Buddha, measuring 46 metres long and 15 metres high, just one of more than 1000 buddhas on display. The massive, serene-faced gilt image is seemingly squeezed into its resting place, head grazing the ceiling, while its feet alone are five metres long. The temple is also considered the first public university in Thailand and the birthplace of traditional Thai massage, with an operating school offering massages for 420 baht an hour. See watphomassage.com. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">8. JIM THOMPSON HOUSE
In 1967, American entrepreneur Jim Thompson disappeared into the jungles of Malaysia and was never seen again. As the man who had single-handedly reinvented the Thai silk industry in post-war Bangkok, his legacy was enormous, witnessed by the ubiquitous silk shops bearing his name today. A man of exquisite taste, Thompson’s teak house – called ‘‘the talk of the town” and “the city’s most celebrated social centre” during the late 1950s/early ’60s – is a rare example of traditional Thai architecture as well as a museum of antique Asian treasures collected during his lifetime. Seejimthompsonhouse.com. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">9. CHATUCHAK MARKET
Located in Bangkok’s north but easily accessed by Skytrain, this weekend market is one of the world’s largest, covering 6.8 hectares. While it can be hot and overwhelming, take time to explore the 27 separate sections, discovering everything from clothes to handicrafts, homewares and antiques, even pets (and the odd endangered species, with the market often accused of being a hub for illegal trading).When it all gets too tiring, relax over a beer and street food, or stop off for a massage. See chatuchak.org. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">10. PAMPERING
When I’m in Thailand, I have a massage every day: why not, when they’re so cheap? Bangkok is full of legitimate massage establishments (and the other kind as well)where you can indulge in a foot or traditional Thai massage for as little as 300 baht an hour. If you are more into pampering and ambience, splash out at one of the more upmarket spa complexes, such as Rarinjinda Wellness Spa. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">11. DENTISTRY
Bangkok actively promotes medical tourism, with the promise of cheap dentistry luring visitors from all over the world. While many people baulk at the idea of overseas dental work, Bangkok’s clinics are top-notch, with internationally trained practitioners and state-of-the-art facilities. Major processes such as crowns, bridges and tooth removal are a fraction of the Australian price. If you don’t want to risk surgery, indulge in a clean or tooth whitening. The Tourism Authority of Thailand has several recommended clinics on their website, thailand.net.au. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">12. SUKHUMVIT
An exclusive district of Bangkok, full of bars, restaurants, hotels, shopping centres and condos for Western expats; but it’s in the laneways, or so is, running off this major artery where you find most of the action. Some of the numbered sois are infamous and have earned names, such as red-light Soi Cowboy (between Soi 21 and 23), packed with girly bars; while Soi 11 is a popular nightclub and restaurant zone. The area is easily accessed via the Skytrain, with Nana Station a good jumping off point. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">13. CHINATOWN
Amaze of alleyways flanking Charoenkrung and Yaowarat Roads, Chinatown is one of the most vibrant parts of Bangkok, oozing history and a rich cultural identity. Prepare to get lost as you wander through claustrophobic alleyways, breathing in the aroma of herbs, incense, unidentifiable seafood and curries. Glance up and discover living history behind original teak facades. A photographer’s and foodie’s delight. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">14. THE KLONGS
A long tail boat excursion along canals and waterways criss-crossing the Thonburi side of Chao Phraya River provides an intimate snapshot of the ‘‘real’’ Bangkok as you pass temples, waterside villages and peer into people’s backyards. A charming stop is Baan Silipan, where a 100-yearold teak house has been converted into a gallery, cafe and performance space for a traditional puppet troupe. Free performances are held every day at 2pm, bringing characters from the Ramayana to life. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">15. MUAY THAI
Thailand’s brutal combat sport is known as ‘‘the art of eight limbs’’, using force from fists, elbows, knees, shins and feet. To see champions of the sport in action, head to Lumpini or Ratchadamnoen Stadium for an evening of blood, gore and the bray of avid fans. Or, for amore personal appreciation of the intricacies of the sport, take a lesson: it’s actually great fun and a fantastic workout. The Siam hotel boasts Bangkok’s newest state-of-the- art boxing gym, with private lessons available for guests or by arrangement. See thesiamhotel.com. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">16. COOKING SCHOOLS
Australians are suckers for Thai food and the opportunity to learn to cook our favourite international cuisine is an essential part of any Thailand holiday. While most hotels offer classes, there are several independent Bangkok schools where you can souvenir gourmet tricks and the odd classic recipe. Amrita Thai Cooking holds a fun, hands-on half-day course, located in a lovely riverside home with its own herb garden, and run by the charming and amusing instructor, Tam. See amritathaicooking.com. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">17. LUMPINI PARK
In a city of skyscrapers, shopping malls and choked streets, this rare green patch is as much a haven as Central Park for New Yorkers. Locals love to sweat it out on morning jogs or cycling excursions, while there’s something wonderfully kitsch about the Thai love of swan paddleboats, available for hire. On Sunday afternoons from December to February, grab a snack from the weekend food market, sprawl out on a hired mat (30 baht), and listen to free jazz or classical music concerts as the sun sets. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">18. WEIRD MUSEUMS
If your taste runs to the slightly bent, head to one of Bangkok’s museums dedicated to the bizarre. The Bangkok Corrections Museum, set in the remains of an old prison, highlights methods of torture and execution; while the Forensic Museum has a collection of body parts, organs infested with parasites and foetuses that will truly turn your stomach. Not for the fainthearted. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">19. AYUTTHAYA
In the valley of the Chao Phraya River, the ancient Siamese capital of Ayutthaya is arguably the best day trip from Bangkok. The World Heritage-protected ruins, once proclaimed the most magnificent city in the world, date back to 1350, with highlights including the iconic Buddha head entwined within the roots of a banyan tree at Wat Maharat, and the original elephant kraal (corral). Cycling tours are a great way of getting around, as the whole site is flat. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">20. FIVE STAR LUXURY AT A BARGAIN PRICE
Five-star hotels abound in Bangkok, and with competition fierce, you can get great deals on luxury digs for a fraction of the price you’ll pay elsewhere. Discounted hotel sites are advertising apartment-style accommodation for just over $100,while a room at a top-notch hotel such as Banyan Tree is selling for just over $230. Splash out, relax and enjoy. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>The writer was a guest of the Tourism Authority of Thailand and Banyan Tree Bangkok. </i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Read more: http://www.smh.com.au/travel/twenty-reasons-to-visit-bangkok-20130919-2u0q4.html#ixzz2hFw2NwMj</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Organised by The David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust, the iWorry International March for Elephants will take place in 15 locations around the globe, including Melbourne in Australia and Bangkok in Thailand. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The march aims to highlight the issue of the illegal wildlife trade, and to spread the message that elephants are being poached to extinction for their ivory. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Last year, up to 36,000 elephants were killed for their ivory. That's one life lost every 15 minutes.
At the current rate of poaching, African Elephants could face extinction in the wild by 2025. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The situation is also dire for Asian Elephants, who face an uncertain future in ever-decreasing wilderness preserves where poaching is a very real problem.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Melbourne March begins at Federation Square at 12.30pm. </span><br />
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Long, unsullied beaches. </i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">No jets-skis, sun-loungers or tuk-tuk mafia. Take me there! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Laid-back Khao Lak, in Phang Nga Province on Thailand’s Andaman shore, is the place. Its 25-km string of beaches still looks much as it did a decade ago — a slumbering coastline of palms, sea-pines and low-rise resorts.
This languid shore has always been a favourite with long-stay northern Europeans, with its discrete, upmarket resorts (none built higher than a coconut tree) catering for those who want to get away from all the others who are getting away from it all. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The tsunami of Boxing Day 2004 hammered Khao Lak hard, with some 4000 people perishing. The subsequent rebuild was well planned and the result might be described as business as unusual. That is, the locals have kept their sands free of the grids of rent-a-chairs that often bedevil Thai resort beaches. Even better, they’ve also ensured there are no off-song banana boats, howling jet-skis or tow-kite speedboats.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Bang La On (often known as Khao Lak Town) on the highway at the south end of the Khao Lak coast is an ever-stretching ribbon development of mini-marts, tailors (“Johnny Armani” and co.), dive centres and restaurants, plus souvenir shops that sell “same-same-not-different” tat, albeit at wildly varying prices.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Bang Niang, further up the highway, is where most of the limited nightlife happens, with bars, restaurants and a few clubs. My favourite eating place here is Blue Mist restaurant, a rambling wooden structure on the beach (near the JW Marriott), where we feast grandly on Thai seafood, chicken and vegetable dishes, plus cocktails. Over-stuffed and chuckling for 350 baht ($12) a head.
This family-friendly, snoozy, honeymooning sort of coast is known as the Gateway to the Andaman. Be sure to step through that gate at least once. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Meanwhile, inland, are five national parks, including the great rainforests of Khao Lak and Khao Sok parks. The latter is like a freshwater version of Phang Nga Bay to the south, near Phuket. Its giant Ratchaprapha reservoir is the liquid jewel of Khao Sok and one of Thailand’s under-sung wonders. </span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-75999925083034211502013-09-16T11:20:00.000+10:002013-09-16T11:22:34.714+10:00The Power of Phuket Town<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As I'm walking through the quaint, narrow streets of Phuket Town, I'm struck with an uneasy feeling. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Something is wrong. Different. Very strange. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's not the noticeable lack of tourists in shorts and thongs. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's not the fact that this part of Phuket has been beautifully restored, with the historic Sino-Portuguese terraces a showpiece of the island. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's not even that there are really cool bars and coffee shops along these quiet streets. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Then it strikes me. Where are all the power lines?
You know the ones - the tangled mess of seething, sparking death that usually hover just above head-height.
The incomprehensible and crazy black jumble of wires that are such an integral part of South East Asia's streetscapes...</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The result is a view free from the eyesore of wires, a bonus for tourists armed with cameras and locals who take pride in the aesthetics of their town. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Old Phuket Town is a unique attraction on the island, the historic heart of the island dating from when it was a tin mining centre. The beautiful Sino-Portuguese mansions lining the streets, with their lovely wooden shutters and intricate detailing - were once the homes of tin barons who brought great wealth to the island (whilst pillaging the island of its natural resources and beauty - but that's a different story!) </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Interestingly though, wire-free Soi Romanee was once the red light district of the area, with one source claiming that the word 'romanee' means "naughty with the ladies"</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">! It's now a highlight of Phuket, with galleries, cafes and gift shops making it a lovely place for tourists to stroll.</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-9365773337206198512013-09-09T09:27:00.000+10:002013-09-09T09:32:41.919+10:00Koh Samui's Cool Mummy<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Last week I wrote about Koh Samui's most dubious attraction, the <a href="http://kaojaithailand.blogspot.com.au/2013/09/getting-your-rocks-off-on-samui.html">Grandmother and Grandfather erotic rocks</a>. This week I write in praise of the island's coolest and most bizarre icon, the Mummified Monk.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I first discovered this shrivelled corpse by accident several years ago as I was circumnavigating the island by rental car with my daughter Jo. We were not only intrigued by the dried banana-skinned body displayed in a glass case, but also delighted to discover that he's not only wearing orange robes, but also sporting a pair of very stylish Raybans - probably fakes, but this is Thailand after all. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Why? Why not! I'm assuming his eyes are covered because the shrunken eye sockets might offend, but it also gives the mummified monk the air of a very cool dead dude. No disrespect intended. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So who is this Rayban wearing monk, and why has be been preserved for all eternity behind glass? </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Born in 1894, Loung Por Daeng entered the temple as a novice during his 20s, but disrobed and married a local woman who bore six him children. When he was 50, he decided to rejoin the monkhood, adopting the name Phra Khru Samathakittikhun. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">After studying in Bangkok, he returned to his home on Koh Samui where he meditated in a cave, Tham Yai in Lamai. He later established Wat Kunaram and its temple school. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Two months before his death (at the age of 79), he requested that, should his body not decompose (clearly he had some sort of vision - no pun intended), he would like to remain at the temple and be placed in an upright coffin on display as a symbol to inspire future generations to follow Buddha's teachings and be saved from suffering. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In his final seven days of life, he concentrated solely on his meditation and the path to enlightenment, dying in the same position that he sits today. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It is said that a pure life and clean diet contributed to the slow rate of decay of the monk's body. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And while his withered corpse is a curious and perhaps shocking sight for western eyes, it's a reminded that for Buddhists, death is just a step towards nirvana and a better existence.</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-48945465843730402502013-09-02T13:09:00.000+10:002013-09-03T07:59:41.887+10:00Getting Your Rocks Off on Samui<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">When it comes to great ‘sights’, the island of Koh Samui is a little lacking. Day-tripper ‘must sees’ include the Big Buddha on the northern tip of the island, a mummified monk wearing Ray-Bans, a view from a mountain in the middle of the island, and Chaweng Beach. Not exactly sights to blow your mind, right?</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">But I copped more than I bargained for on a recent whistle-stop circumnavigation of the island. An eyeful in fact.</span></span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Yes, Koh Samui’s most dubious attraction is a pair or erotic rocks. A fat old willy and a corresponding vajayjay, within metres of each other. Truly. People actually come to gawk at these, and to take photos (you can guess the artfully framed pics: sitting on the giant cock, touching it, putting it in one's mouth - talk about being desperate for titillation!)</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">The rocks are formally known as The Grandmother Rock (Hin Yai) and Grandfather Rock (Hin Ta) - rather creepy, as I don’t like to think of old people’s bits being on display. Poor old grandma has a constant barrage of waves breaking into her privates, while grandpop ... well, let's just say it's not the most flattering depiction. Rock hard though, gotta hand it to him...</span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-84388896382120568822013-08-26T13:30:00.000+10:002013-08-26T13:30:22.294+10:00Luxury Muay Thai<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Khun Bee is a nugget of man, a good head shorter than me but a solid ball of muscle. But when he asks he to kick him in the kidneys, I hesitate. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“I don’t want to, I’m afraid I’ll hurt you!” I laugh. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“You no hurt Khun Bee. Bee Lumpini champion. No hurt.” </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Oh yes, of course. My matchstick shins are no match for a world champion Muy Thai boxer, who is very graciously taking a wimpy woman through the basics of this violent, sweat-inducing and highly addictive sport at The Siam Hotel’s state-of-the-art boxing gym. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“Leb, li, leb, li” Khun Bee instructs, holding up his pad-protected hands in case my jab sends him flying. It takes me a minute to realise he’s actually saying ‘left, right’ ... and ‘gar’ means guard, the most essential part of any form of martial arts. If you don’t protect your face, you’ll lose it. And in the case of Muy Thai, that’s usually in the most spectacular fashion. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This most deadly of martial arts dates back at least 700 years to the Sukothai period, when it was refined in the royal courts of Ayutthaya. It is often referred to as the ‘art of eight limbs’, a marriage of grace and savagery that involves punches, kicks, knee and elbow strikes and head clinches. It’s incredibly physical - trust me, it’s an amazing aerobic exercise - but also requires speed, lightness of foot and nerves of steel. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Thailand’s first boxing ring was built in 1921; it has since become the national sport, with Bangkok’s Lumpini Stadium the headquarters of the World Championships. Anywhere you go in Thailand, however, you’ll find an arena holding weekly fights - and there’s nothing quite like being amongst a crowd of locals and farangs literally baying for blood. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Watching Muy Thai is one thrill - but actually learning the sport is another. I’m having a lesson at The Siam Hotel, Bangkok’s most exclusive boutique hotel, which boasts Bangkok’s first professionally-equipped luxury boxing gym. And what a gym it is - fully air-conditioned, with a full-size boxing ring, mirrored walls and all the training gear you’d ever dream of. Even the lobby of the gym is incredible, with a fantastic collection of Muay Thai memorabilia - old posters, gloves, all very cool. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The gym was installed at the personal request of General Manager Jason Friedman, who is a self-confessed Muy Thai addict; Jason can often be seen training in the gym, taking advantage of its incredible facilities. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">After an hour’s introductory session, I was sweating like a pig, dying of thirst and exhausted. I also felt amazing, re-energised by the surges of adrenaline through my veins. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And what better way to relax afterwards than with a 90-minute massage at the glorious Opium Spa specially designed to iron away the aches and pains of Muy Thai. The Muy Thai Massage uses slow, deep strokes and firm pressure to ease built up stress, perfect for recovery after a boxing session. Such a brilliant combination of sport and relaxation!</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com46tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-15147464446873288152013-08-16T17:26:00.000+10:002013-08-20T11:58:45.323+10:00Hammock on the River Kwai<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Just a few hours’ drive from Bangkok, there’s a wilderness steeped in mystery, a jungle that’s deep, dark and penetrating with a fascinating history. This is the Kanchanburi region bordering exotic Burma, and the location of the legendary River Kwai. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Immortalised by Hollywood in the 1957 movie starring William Holden and Alec Guinness, the area is infamous for the horrors inflicted on Allied POWs during World War II by the Japanese, who forced their prisoners to build the ‘Death Railway’ in the depths of the jungle.
For anyone with an interest in history, Kanchanaburi is a must-visit, with an excellent museum at Hellfire Pass, war cemeteries and the actual bridge a poignant reminder of the insanity of war.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But I’ve come to the region not so much for education, but for relaxation. Several of my friends have recommended the River Kwai Jungle Rafts as a cool place to stay on the river, where you can chill out in a beautiful wild location and lap up the nuances of the jungle. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Established in 1976, this was the original raft house hotel on the river - there are several now - and a bold experiment in eco-tourism long before the phrase was coined - a low-impact tourist venture built from sustainable materials, with a strong environmental focus, and incorporating and employing residents from the neighbouring Mon village. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As well as the ‘floatel’ providing men and women from the village with jobs, visitors are able to walk to the village, where they can visit the temple, help out at the little school, feed elephants bananas and support the community by buying handicrafts. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tours of the local area are available through the hotel, but these can be a little sporadic and chances are one won’t be running during your visit. The other popular activity is jumping in the river at the head of the rafts and floating down to the end - an activity that seems to be a particular favourite amongst Russian tour groups staying at the hotel. Nothing like the sight of 40 squawking tourists wearing life jackets to provide half an hour’s entertainment... </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Early in the morning, several elephants kept in the village come down to the river to bathe; guests are welcome to then feed them a fruity breakfast before sitting down to their own. This daily routine adds a nice little touch of culture and a welcome pachyderm fix for people like me who just can't get enough of elephants!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As for the rest of the day, I’m content to just lie in my hammock and watch the river float by. In fact, for three days, there is really very little else I can do ... with no power, and a generator that only runs for a couple of hours at night for recharging batteries, I can’t even do any work on my computer. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Thank goodness for a good book and a healthy work ethic! ie ... not doing any </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">...</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-46384622806593133212013-08-14T08:32:00.001+10:002013-08-14T08:33:08.344+10:00Beach bliss in Thailand<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You hear a lot of Aussie accents at Hellfire Pass in Kanchanaburi. In fact, the majority of the 80,000 tourists who visit the memorial annually are Australian, and the museum is, in fact, a gift of the Australian government. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Thailand was occupied by Japanese forces during World War II from 1941 to 1945. In order to gain access to ports in Burma, the Japanese enslaved approximately 250,000 Asians and over 60,000 Australian, British, Dutch and American prisoners of war to work on a railway, cut through the jungles near the Thailand/Burma border. Twenty percent of those Allied POWs would die on the project, while up to 90,000 civilian labourers are also believed to have died. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Although Australians were a relatively small part of this workforce - 13,000 in total, with 2,700 dying in the camp - this represents 10 percent of all Australian deaths during World War II. It’s little wonder, then, that Hellfire Pass, more than any other Asian location, has come to represent the horrors of war and the suffering that Australian soldiers experienced during this tragic time in history. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It’s hard to imagine the conditions on the railway, and the horrors these men and women had to endure. I visit on a hot and steamy day - nothing unusual for this part of the world - and even just walking down to the railway site, then back again up hundreds of steps - is exhausting and sweat-inducing. You hear many an Aussie voice complaining about the humidity and the mosquitoes; and more often than not this is accompanied by “it puts it all in perspective” or “those poor buggers, imagine what they went through”. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The actual site known as ‘Hellfire Pass’ was a cutting 75 metres long and 17.5 metres deep, cut largely by hand and primitive tools by the labour enforcements. Prisoners were forced to work up to 18 hours a day, surviving on starvation rations of a cup of rice and dried vegetables. Then there were the diseases - malaria, dysentery, cholera; while physical punishment - severe beatings and torture were common.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But it’s the stories of survival, of courage and resilience that resonate loudest for Australian visitors. Of men like Weary Dunlop, a doctor known for his untiring care of the sick; or of Tom Morris, who served for three years as a POW and was interned in 10 different camps. Forty years after working on the railway, Tom returned to Thailand and ‘rediscovered’ Hellfire Pass, almost consumed by the jungle. It was largely through his efforts that the site has been preserved, with the memorial formally dedicated in 1987. </span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-1061911695993614242013-07-31T08:37:00.002+10:002013-10-31T18:49:56.484+11:00Hua Hin's Elephant Polo Tournament<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's nearly that time of the year again, when pachyderms become the focus of Thailand's social scene. Regular contributor John Borthwick reports: </span></i><br />
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The best place in the world to witness elephant polo is Hua Hin during the annual tournament organised by the local Anantara Resort. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"No elephant may lie down in front of the goal mouth. To do so constitutes a foul." With rules like these, it's hard to take elephant polo seriously at first. But watch 12 tonnes of thundering pachyderm and six windmilling mallets charge from one of the field to the other in a melee of dust, trunks and mad exertion, and it’s soon very clear that this is a serious "game”. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">With players, male and female, from Europe, Nepal, Sri Lanka, Thailand, UK, Pakistan, Australia and Argentina — representing institutions with sepia names like the Ceylon Elephant Polo Association and the Siam Polo Club — there's a whiff of old Raj about the four-day festival. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yet once the riders get lashed to the back of their two-tonne steeds and hear referee John Roberts signal "Bully off!" — Start! — the post-colonial posturing drops right away.
For seven minutes — the duration of each polo "chukka" — the 100-metre pitch is a swirl of cracking mallets, under-trunk shots and trumpeting beasts. After a 10-minute breather between the two chukkas, the teams swap ends and mounts, and it's on again. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Elephant Polo is like horse polo, but without the horses," Diana Moxon, former PR for the event, once told me. Plus, of course, a Thai mahout riding forward of the mallet-wielding rider. Diana added, "You wouldn’t believe how many people ask, 'How does the German team get their elephants to Thailand?' I used to think they were joking — but, no. So, I’d just say, ‘By jumbo jet, of course’." </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The teams battle their way through quarterfinals and semis to reach a grand final that’s played in front of the King’s representative and ranks of ramrod-backed, white-starched Thai Army officers. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This year will see defending champions, Thailand’s King Power squad go head to head with rivals that include a New Zealand Rugby All Blacks trio and team of Tiffany Show transvestites, who will play to win as well as performing at the final Gala Dinner.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Now in its 12th year, the Kings Cup Tournament has become one of Thailand’s largest charitable events and has raised almost US$600,000. The festival will have a spectacular opening parade, celebrity matches, Chang Noi Day (Children’s Day) and Ladies Day. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A <a href="http://www.smh.com.au/travel/travel-news/land-of-smiles-not-for-tourists-exposed-to-phukets-dark-side-20130722-2qeb5.html">damning report exposing the dark side of tourism </a>in the Thai island of Phuket appeared yesterday in the Sydney Morning Herald, claiming that rip-offs, rorts, drink spiking, scams, robbery, assault and police corruption are now common place in the popular holiday destination. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">From an Australian perspective, the problem stems largely from the fact that many tourists - may I call them bogans? - travel specifically to Phuket for the very things that are criticised in the article - sleazy nightlife, the sex trade and to get pissed. Getting ripped off is all part of the parcel, and most will suck it up as part of their holiday experience. Besides, they'll be so drunk they won't remember what happened anyway. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was chatting to some very charming Aussie blokes on a plane recently who excitedly listed the destinations they were planning to visit in Thailand - Bangkok, Pattaya and Patong. It was their first visit to Thailand, and they couldn't wait to see it in all its glory. The 'boys trip' had Hangover Part 4 written all over it, and I have little doubt where their first port of call in Bangkok would be that night. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">While tourists perpetuate and support the dark side of tourism, it will continue to exist. Of course, the Thai government is also culpable, turning a blind eye to the increasing sleaziness in Phuket due to associated financial gain. And with tourist numbers continuing to soar in Phuket, the situation is not likely to change in any hurry. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But here's the thing - if you don't want to be exposed to Phuket's nasty side, DON'T GO THERE! Simple. Choose another destination in Thailand. Want a quiet beach? Then Patong is not the spot. Research, people - it's not that hard, particularly with all the resources of the internet at hand. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Phuket is a massive island. There are still many idyllic pockets along its coastline where you can walk on a deserted beach, with nary a Russian package tourist or jet ski in sight. I recently stayed in the gated community of <a href="http://kaojaithailand.blogspot.com.au/2013/06/laguna-phuket-comes-into-its-own.html">Laguna</a>, where forward-planning and a community spirit has preserved the purity of paradise. Further afield, the southern tip of the island, Cape Panwa, is a remote and isolated jewel, while the northern beach of Mai Khao is part of a national and marine park and subsequently still blessedly undeveloped. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Of course, some destination-specific annoyances are unavoidable wherever you go in Phuket - specifically, taxi rip-offs. A night out will end up costing a bomb if you hire a cab; best to take advantage of hotel shuttle services, or consider renting a car if you want to explore the island in depth.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Or ... can I put this any more clearly - go somewhere else! Head to an island which hasn't been discovered by the masses. They do exist.</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-32831314127714188692013-07-17T09:58:00.000+10:002013-10-31T18:47:28.710+11:00Volunteering in Thailand<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sydney journalist Kristie Kellahan volunteered in 2001 to work six months in a Buddhist orphanage in Chiang Mai. As she reports, it turned out to be much more. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"It was such a beautiful, rewarding experience. Those six months have turned into an ongoing connection. More than 30 visits and 12 years later, the orphanage has become a big part of my life, the nannies and nuns have become my lifelong friends and I've loved watching the children grow up. There is no better way to get to know a country, its people, its humour, its hardships and its customs than through volunteering." </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“Voluntourism” — travelling to assist others — is a growing phenomenon in Thailand and elsewhere, with options that range from paying to join an organized volunteering-plus-travel itinerary, to working directly with an organization that needs casual help. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kristie notes that Thailand orphanages don’t necessarily welcome helpers (foreign or Thai) just dropping in at will. Volunteers shouldn't plan their trip to Chiang Mai (or elsewhere) based on the expectation of being needed. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She strongly advises, “Always phone ahead, and close to the date of arrival. Likewise, ask what they need in terms of gifts/donations. It will probably be something practical like disposable nappies or baby formula. NOT the stuffed toys (germ farms) or lollies (dental disaster) that most people turn up with.”
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Volunteering is an excellent way to see Thai culture from beyond our own tourist “spectacles” and to look and learn. Several companies offer itineraries that combine volunteering with tourism activities, for which participants pay a program fee that can range from US$320 (for one week) upwards. The helping activities can include teaching English, outdoor work and participating in community development groups. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">- <b>Projects Abroad</b>: www.projects-abroad.com.au/destinations/thailand </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">- I<b>nternational Volunteer HQ</b>: www.volunteerhq.org/programs.html#thailand </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">- <b>Go Differently</b>: www.godifferently.com </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Meanwhile, established Thailand-based organisations that have volunteer programs include: </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> - <b>Wild Animal Rescue Foundation</b>, with projects like gibbon rehabilitation in Phuket and sea turtle conservation in Ranong. www.warthai.org </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> - <b>The Mangrove Project,</b> for daytrip mangrove planting not far from Bangkok at Samut Songkram. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> - <b>Habitat for Humanity</b>, to assist with house-building alongside the needy. www.habitatthailand.org</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Elephants</b>. Everyone loves ‘em and wants to work with them. There are possibilities with conservation centres such as the <b>Elephant Nature Foundation</b> in the Mae Tang Valley, north of Chiang Mai: www.elephantnaturefoundation.org, where Khao Jai Thailand editor and animal lover, Julie Miller spent a week working with rescued street elephants. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"After a life of servitude - often not the kindest - these rescued animals now live the life of leisure they deserve, and it's heartwarming and rewarding to be able to take a small role in their ongoing care," she says.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">All over Australia, household kitchens are fragrant with the aroma of lemongrass and basil as strips of beef and chicken simmer in coconut milk. Yes, we are a Thai food-crazy nation, made all the more accessible by recipes and instructions garnered (garnished?) at a cooking school in the Land of Smiles.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">These days, attending a cooking class is as de rigueur for a holiday in Thailand as having a massage or drinking cocktails on the beach. Most luxury hotels have their own cooking school facility, showcasing the food from their signature Thai restaurant and giving guests the opportunity for a hands-on cultural experience. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I recently attended a class held at the Ruen Thai restaurant in the Dusit Thani Laguna Phuket. My instructor was the very charming Executive Sous Chef, Pachon Pakham, whose knowledge and enthusiasm prevailed despite having been up since 3am preparing breakfast for runners in the Phuket Marathon. Yes, some people really are crazy. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Being the monsoon season, the rain was bucketing down as we set up on the teak verandah of the restaurant - but what better way to spend a wet afternoon? There were four courses on the menu: Goong Hom Sabai (fried prawns wrapped in egg noodle), Tom Kha Gai (galangal flagoured coconut soup of chicken), Gaeng Kiew Wan Nuea (green curry of beef) and Yok Manee (sticky rice balls with sweet coconut flakes). And yes, I was supposed to cook them all. Then eat them all. And then have dinner two hours later. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Let me just say here that I’m not the world’s best cook. I’m average at best, and rather lazy. Which is why this cooking class is ideal for me - most of the preparation - the shopping, chopping, measuring etc - is already done, with the ingredients all presented in neat glass bowls. Ah, if only I had a kitchen assistant to hand me everything all ready to go, I’d be a MasterChef too... </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But today I actually am. All I have to do is chop a few items - some ginger here, lemongrass there - and I’m off and cooking under Pachon’s patient tutelage. It’s easy, it’s fun and it’s confidence building, inspiring me to create my own Thai banquet when I returned home to Australia. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As part of its package, the Dusit Thani gives its cooking class guests a very smart apron as well as a comprehensive booklet called The Art of Thai Cooking, which includes all the recipes from the class.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The challenge in Australia, of course, is finding all the ingredients. I managed to get most of them in an Asian grocery store in Marrickville - but if anyone knows where to get those little pea eggplants in Sydney, can you let me know?</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-708196720802824212013-06-26T12:43:00.001+10:002013-06-26T12:51:40.403+10:00Banyan Tree and the Green-Eyed Monster...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It’s been raining in Sydney for a week now. Miserable, cold, bone-soaking, ugh. I can barely get out of bed.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was raining two weeks ago in Phuket as well. Fair enough, it’s monsoon season there and to be expected. But in Thailand the rain is warm. Refreshing. Almost therapeutic. And I had my own private pool to swim in. Nothing like skinny dipping in the rain! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Weather is no obstacle when you’re staying in absolute luxury. I mean, it would have been nice to soak up the sun, but at the Banyan Tree Phuket, the weather, the beach, the destination itself is secondary to the accommodation. Here, it’s all about where you lay your head. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Part of the Laguna gated community at serene Bang Tao Bay, the Banyan Tree is a sprawling resort, built around the manmade lagoon which forms the centrepiece of the Laguna community. There are 173 villas all up in the complex, each one more enormous than the next - little wonder that golf carts and bicycles are the preferred means of transport, rather than Shank’s pony! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">All I can say is .. ah, wow! My villa is massive, bigger than my apartment at home. Outside there’s a substantial 12-metre pool, big enough to swim laps; a jacuzzi, two bubble beds, a sala with twin massage beds for private outdoor therapy, day beds under an umbrella (sadly only used to keep the rain off while I’m there) and another two day beds under the entryway to the villa. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Inside there’s a separate living space, and a massive dressing area and bathroom featuring a shower/steam room, loo with a view and an outdoor bathtub. The bedroom is a true work of art, built around a lotus pond showcased by three floor to ceiling glass walls. It’s so insanely beautiful, it makes me swoon ... and jump on the bed in joy. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I’m in heaven, and immediately start to plot a permanent stay. Do squatters rights apply in Thailand? </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As part of the Spa Sanctuary package, guests are entitled to a series of in-villa spa treatments, daily morning yoga classes in the Orchid Garden, and a complimentary consultation from an Ayurvedic doctor. Oh, and a yummy afternoon tea in the lobby. Sadly, I’m a mere blow-in journalist and am not offered these extras ... or at least, not told about them... </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My colleagues staying in other parts of the resort are lapping up their added luxuries, however. Over evening cocktails in the main lobby bar, they boast about their private butlers, afternoon canapes and cocktails and complimentary laundry service ... and suddenly my own divine villa starts to pale in comparison. Oh, that evil green-eyed monster - how quickly it turns the tables! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A later inspection of the top-of-the-range DoublePool Villas reveals that my jealousy is indeed justified. My gorgeous single-bedroom pool villa seems humble, almost embarrassingly small, in comparison. These villas range from 1300 to 2500 square metres - five time the size of mine, each one surrounded by manicured gardens and spacious outdoor living spaces. The main bedroom is a floating pavilion built over a private wading pool; and of course there’s a second 15-metre infinity edge pool and jacuzzi.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But what sets the DoublePool Villa experience apart is the dedicate Villa Host. My gloating colleagues have their own private slaves to cater to every whim, from washing their knickers to private buggy transfers. They arrive at dinner already blotto from their pre-dinner cocktails, lovingly mixed by butlers Gigi and Poptart; and their excuse for being late is a private Khom Loy ceremony, releasing paper lanterns into the inky sky... </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ah, perspective, what a wonderful thing! Back in the confines of my own villa, I soon forget about how the other half are living, and simply enjoy this amazing, luxurious experience. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The rain is soft, the water is warm, the bed a comfy cloud. Really, it doesn’t get any better than this ... does it?</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523078612376705072noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120708869079773152.post-84978466489982723002013-06-17T12:30:00.000+10:002013-06-17T12:30:29.880+10:00Banyan Tree Rainforest Spa<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I sometimes find the rarified ambience at a luxury spa disconcerting: the reverence, the mood lighting, the pan-piped soundtrack. A five-star spa experience is certainly the last place you’d expect to hear raucous laughter, squeals and shouts of delight - but that’s exactly what I experienced when I recently visited the spa at the Banyan Tree in Ko Samui. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> The Rainforest is a hydrothermal facility, offered to guests as part of a spa treatment package. It involves a series of water-based ‘stations’, designed to enhance the senses, detoxify and relax - sort of like the Roman baths of old, except with a rainforest rather than a marble palace theme.
The Rainforest experience begins with a walk through a cascading shower of cold water, akin to being caught in a sudden downpour. Squeal number 1. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You then retreat to a side room where you are scrubbed down with salt, removing the top layer of dead skin and leaving you feeling all pink and new.
A sauna follows, concluded with a coating of therapeutic mud which is said to detoxify the body. Then, just as you’re starting to feel all slippery and warm, you enter the Bucket Shower, where you provide your own torture by tipping a bucket of freezing water all over you. Squeal number 2. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But the worst is yet to come. Just as you emerge from a sweat-inducing steam room, a sweet little spa therapist grabs you and rubs chunks of ice all over your exposed skin. Here squeals become shouts of horror - not the stomach, not the ... oh my god!!! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Finally, it’s into the Vitality Pool, where strong jets of water massage legs and arms, an experience closer to body surfing than sitting in a jacuzzi. A firehose will knock you clear off your feet, while a plummeting waterfall gives a perfect shoulder massage.
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I choose a Balinese massage, an oil massage which gets into those knots with long, fluid strokes. In keeping with my requests, my impeccably-trained therapist provides just the right strength of pressure, that elusive medium between pleasure and pain.
In all, it’s a brilliant massage, and a highly entertaining spa experience. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Several years ago, my daughter and I stayed for a couple of days at the Sheraton Hotel in the Laguna Phuket complex. It was nice, if unexciting - the grand old hotel felt a little faded, and in my opinion the concept of a ‘gated community’ in a place like Thailand seemed staid and boring. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Times change, however, and so has Phuket. The thought of venturing anywhere near the southern beaches of Patong and Kata now fills me with dread - to me it’s all just sleaze and open drains and ugly Australians and even fuglier package tourists (not mentioning specifics, at the risk of committing public racial slurs...)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I’ve just spent the last two days at the Dusit Thani at Laguna Phuket, with another two days to look forward to at the Banyan Tree. And after 26 years, I can honestly say that the concept of Laguna Phuket has come into its own. Now, a beach devoid of day beds and hideous development is a godsend; Bang Tao Beach is instead a blissful, deserted crescent of sand, lapped by clean warm waters and with just handful of bars, massage joints and restaurants to retain some local flavour. There are very few touts wandering the sands annoying sun worshippers, and the only sound you can hear is the pumping of the waves and tweeting of birds. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Back in 1984, however, Bang Tao Bay looked very different. After years of tin mining, it resembled a moonscape, littered with abandoned machinery and devoid of any vegetation. It was considered unredeemable, written off as being “too environmentally damaged to have any development potential.”
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">After investing US$200million, Laguna Hotels & Resorts reclaimed the land, planted native trees, introduced recycling and water treatment plants, and built several low-rise hotels designed to enhance the environment. Money was also pumped into the local community, and even today, the complex prides itself on its charitable contributions towards sustainability, local schools and community enterprise. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Occupying a beachfront area, the Dusit Thani is one of the grander hotels in the complex, retaining its standards of luxury despite being 26 years old (the first hotel to open in the complex). During the last five years, it has added 22 three-storey pool villas in keeping with popular demand - and these are simply gorgeous, with spacious living area, two bedrooms and awesome rooftop pools.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yes, it seems like the foresight of the 1980s is finally paying off. This is Phuket as it should be - a beautiful tropical island where local culture and luxury live in harmony.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What do you do on your holidays when it’s a 35C tropical steam bath? Go for a run of course! I know, that’s nuts, but try telling the over 4,000 locals and visitors who took part in today’s ‘Run Paradise’ Laguna Phuket International Marathon that! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yes, while I was fast asleep, serious marathon runners and some who just wanted to test their mettle lined up for the 42 kilometre full marathon, the 21k half marathon or a choice of fun runs/walks, all to celebrate the joy of fitness as well as help raise THB I million (A$34,405) for Laguna Phuket Foundation’s ‘Run for Our Kids’ initiative, supporting sustainable school programs on Phuket. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“How’d you go?” I ask one Australian couple returning back to the Dusit Thani, where I'm also staying. “Great!” they replied. “Time for a swim!” </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The winner of the full marathon was Michael Page from Great Britain, who finished in 2:41:02. I wasn’t even out of bed when he crossed the line!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Unlike most Australians who visit Thailand, my first experience of the Land of Smiles was in the far north, in the so-called <b>Golden Triangle</b>. Here, Burma, Laos and Thailand meet at the confluence of the Mekong and Ruak rivers, the physical border marked by several Big Things - the tackiest of casinos in Laos and Burma, and a huge golden Buddha on a glittering, dragon-prowed ship surrounded by white elephants on the Thai side.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">During daylight hours, the little town of <b>Sop Ruak</b> is abuzz with tourists shopping for market souvenirs, taking photos at a hillside lookout, and praying for blessings under the benevolent smile of the Buddha. For most visitors, this is a whistlestop en route to the border town of Mae Sai or the gorgeous Queen’s gardens at Doi Tung ... but there are many rewards for lingering a little, exploring this fascinating and historic part of the country over several days.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My first visit here in 2006 coincided with the annual Elephant Polo tournament, which for five years was held in the grounds of the <b>Anantara Golden Triangle</b>. With its own holistically-run elephant camp, this was a celebration of Thailand’s pachyderms in their natural environment, a welcome respite of quality care and attention for elephants brought off the streets of Bangkok, Pattaya and Surin. Economics and the tyranny of distance, however, eventually forced the event back south to its original base of Hua Hin, closer to Bangkok and less of a haul for socialites and tourists. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was here that I started my love affair with these gentle, intelligent and hilarious giants of the animal kingdom; and while I have since visited many other elephant camps around Thailand, I'm yet to find one that impresses me quite as much as the <b>Golden Triangle Asian Elephant Foundation</b>, managed by the thoughtful and conservation-minded John Roberts. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">While private visits to this camp can be arranged, it is not generally open to the public. Instead, guests at the all-inclusive Anantara resort have full access to the elephants, with mahout lessons and care for the animals all part of a daily itinerary - a fantastic experience for anyone who can afford it. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But if you need an even greater incentive to visit Thailand’s north than elephants, there are plenty of other attractions in the Golden Triangle region to keep you occupied for several days. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Across the road from the Anantara is the fascinating <b>Hall of Opium</b>, which tells the story of the region’s infamous drug trade without holding back; while the nearby town of <b>Chiang Saen</b> is a veritable historic goldmine, with Lanna temples such as Wat Phra That Chedi Luang and Wat Phra Chao Lan Thong dating back to the 13th century.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It’s beautifully cool and misty up here in the north during the winter season (November-January) - and there’s something truly magical about an early morning pilgrimage to the evocative <b>Wat Pa Sak</b>, built in 1295 and surrounded by 300 teak trees. Chances are you’ll have this architectural and spiritual gem all to yourself - enjoy the serenity.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A friend just told me about Gizoogle, an app which ‘pimps’ out your profile, translating it into gangsta slang. Here’s what it says about Kao Jai Thailand: <i>Travel thug Julie Miller n' her musings on Thailand, where she'd rather be n' aint a thugged-out damn thang dat yo' ass can do."</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Today I was planning to write about <b>Koh Kood</b>, another of my <b>“places in the heart”</b> - my favourite destinations in Thailand. I don’t think I could do it more justice, however, than to simply rehash a previous story I wrote about the island, gizoogle-style... </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>“WHEN I stumble across tha mythical "road less travelled", itz up in tha last place I expect. Yet here it lies before me - brand freshly smoked up n' smooth, without a cold-ass lil hoopty or motorcycle up in sight fo' realz. All hopez of hailin a ride immediately dissolve; seems I have no chizzle but ta hoof it ta mah destination five kilometres away. </i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>This surely must be a gangbangin' first fo' Thailand - a road wit no traffic. But Koh Kood is no ordinary Thai destination; itz a island defined by its resistizzle ta tha trappings of 21st-century tourism. Imagine - no airport, straight-up few hoopties, no ATMs, no 7-Elevens n' no McDonald's. Thanks ta tha effortz of enlightened locals wit a eye on sustainability, Thailandz fourth-largest island remains paradise found. </i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>In tha far eastsideern reachez of tha Gulf of Thailand near tha Cambodian border, Koh Koodz remotenizz has been its saviour. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Just gettin here requires time n' effort; itz at least a one-hour speedboat ride from tha closest mainland port of Trat, while tha hood ferry takes bout three hours. </i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>Like most visitors ta tha island, however, I arrive via Koh Koodz larger n' mo' ghettofab sista island, Koh Chang, a two-hour journey by speedboat. Though I aint booked any accommodation, I've had ta nominizzle where I be bout ta be dropped off; on a gangbangin' fellow travellerz recommendation, I chizzle Koh Kood Resort.” </i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You get the idea, no need for me to take the joke any further! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Basically, if you’re after a pristine patch of paradise, where the water is warm and clear, the beaches soft and white and the accommodation still affordable, you need look no further than Koh Kood. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There’s not much to do, mind, except for laze around, read a good book, or maybe hang out in a beach bar watching the sunset.
There’s a waterfall to visit, and a fishing village. And countless secluded bays to swim in. If you’re after nightlife or shopping, forget it - this is the Thailand of old, simple, traditional and totally sublime. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Suffice to say, Koh Kood is truly da shit.</span><br />
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