The End.

There is something very captivating about Bangkok. The heavy air, scents, smells, river, rats, ditches, too many people for the traffic to cope with, cats, dogs, mosquitoes, monks in their orange robes and reserved seats, temples, freezing shopping malls, giggling schoolgirls on the monorail, food stalls on every corner, some of them with critters (being sold and buzzing around), street hasslers and scammers, Chinese amulet sellers, beggars with their deformed limbs and money cups, go-go girls and ping-pong shows, looky-looky!
And the mentality of the people; the simple mathematics of the karma. It's not that important to avoid actions inducing negative karma, it's more about keeping the total balance positive. And having fun while doing it. And the smiles. Any and every eye-contact brings a smile. Not responding would be rude, and it is a proven fact that even a forced smile will affect one's mood for the better. I hate to admit that this seems to be true.
Of course the smiles in Thailand have a much larger variety of meanings than what i'm used to. Smile can mean 'yes', 'no', 'yes-but-no', 'i have no idea what you are talking about', 'i feel we are soulmates', 'i'm gonna send my people to get you', 'i find you very funny looking', 'i'm gonna charge you about triple of the going rate', 'but the housekeeping says there were slippers in the room and now you must pay for them', but also 'i dont know you but i like you'.

Now all that is behind us, we're going back. A 10,5 hr flight should brought us to Helsinki in the early hours of the day, and in Helsinki the temperature is below the freezing point of water. Think of that for a moment. I sure did.
And i know that in a couple of days from now a bunch of serious people expecting me to act all serious with their projects. I think i'll just look into their eyes and smile.

Not that there aren't people in Asia, too, who mean serious business. Yesterday, after the Grande Finale de Krung Thep, we went to see a forensic medicine museum, showcasing shelves upon shelves of skulls, lungs, hearts, and even tongues, all with close-range gunshot wounds in them, all sitting in preserving fluids.
The hospital hosting the museum also had a parasitology exhibition, which was good information and more disturbing imagery. I had no idea there can be so much worms inside a man.
And I'm especially happy that we went to see it only on the last day, having spent 3 weeks eating & drinking anything and everything with no concerns whatsoever. Of course, as of today, I will be only consuming products that have had no contact to nature.

So that was it. On final note, I was right about the Bangkok nightlife, which we did the proper way, which is of course to grab a local and hop on a taxi some time after midnight, and go party where the locals go. Pictures of this are withheld to protect the oh-so-guilty ones.

All in all, only one regret.
I forgot to do the crab dance.

One final note:
Go.

Fauna of Krung Thep

Successful transition from Langkawi to Bangkok, flying via Kuala Lumpur. The switch-over in KL was a bit of a gamble, after landing we had just 10 minutes in which to get our luggage from domestic arrivals, and clear the security checks to check-in desk in intl. departures.
A bit too much flying for such a relatively short trip, but our time is running out and we didn't want another overnight train or bus with no sleep.
In Bangkok we checked in a riverside-ish midrange hotel with glorious breakfast buffet and quite spacious room. And a bathroom with no giant cockroaches, as was the case with the previous place.
Not that i blame them, the bathroom in Langkawi was also very nice.

Bangkok (Krung Thep = City of Angels, as the Thai call it) is a home to millions of Homo Sapiens but the waste and leftovers of these millions support who-knows how many more millions of rodents, reptiles, birds, mammals, even fish, not to mention the insects.
The dogs seem well-eaten, the cats a bit sceptical, rodents haven't stopped with us for long enough to judge them, but their number is huge.

In a park in the very city center, there are very large monitor lizards, watching the elderly women do their tai-chi. In the lake there are also fat fish, turtles, and i think i saw something very lobstery reach for bits of suspected food on the surface once or twice.. i myself wouldn't go do any early-morning excercise there by myself, one misjudged step on a slippery slope and zap - your're not on the top of the food chain any more but on your way to your next incarnation, aided by sharp beaks, twisting tentacles, little sucking mouths, large gripping claws, just to name a few.
This is our last night, and will do something serious about it. The government, i hear, is again enforcing the 1am curfew rather strictly, but i would think a farang with a baht will not go thirsty any hour in this city.
BTW. for those who didn't know, the full official name of the city we are in, is

กรุงเทพมหานคร อมรรัตนโกสินทร์ มหินทรายุธยามหาดิลก ภพนพรัตน์ ราชธานีบุรีรมย์ อุดมราชนิเวศน์ มหาสถาน อมรพิมาน อวตารสถิต สักกะทัตติยะ วิษณุกรรมประสิทธิ์

Can also be written in Roman letters as:

Krung Thep Mahanakhon Amon Rattanakosin Mahinthara Ayuthaya Mahadilok Phop Noppharat Ratchathani Burirom Udomratchaniwet Mahasathan Amon Piman Awatan Sathit Sakkathattiya Witsanukam Prasit

and it means:
The city of angels, the great city, the residence of the Emerald Buddha, the impregnable city (of Ayutthaya) of God Indra, the grand capital of the world endowed with nine precious gems, the happy city, abounding in an enormous Royal Palace that resembles the heavenly abode where reigns the reincarnated god, a city given by Indra and built by Vishnukarn.

No wonder people living in places with the name like "Raisio" are so much sadder a bunch than the smiling people of Thailand.

Langkawi, done.

In Langkawi, we're staying at Cenang beach, which was supposed to be the liveliest one.
I'd just say most developed one. And the place where one might want to go if one needs to get some parasailing or jet-skiing done. Snorkeling is not done here, waters are not clear enough, and i doubt if there would be much to see anyway, there seem to be no coral around.
Other than that, the beach itself is mostly good for reading, and watching toes. One's own or other's.
So that is what we did for two days.
There are good restaurants here, namely the one hi-class Thai-style place, name of which escapes me, and the 3-plastic-tables -pizzajoint who can make you thai food on a pizza, so you dont have to go for soups anymore if you want to have Tom Yam! And their service is so personal, that if you order out, the cook of your pizza himself hops on a scooter (not bothering to remove the apron) and delivers the goodies for you. Their other specialty is "special blue tea", which is served cold and sans sugar. It is an euphemism for Tiger beer, which they dont advertise because of the muslim community.

The best local grub is as easy to find here as anywhere. Just look or ask where the locals eat and join them. The food may come on a metal tray and it might not be exactly the thing you were asking for, but you'll walk away satisfied and having only spent the change in your pocket.
Anywho, today we decided to see also the rest of the island. Our weapon of choice was a whopping 175cc worth of Korean motorcycle engineering.

Looking for the good beaches, we came by a Langawized Englishman who was heading home with his car. He told us about The Best beach, which was his way. So we followed him and truly found a postcard-perfect beach, and practically deserted one, too!

Having soaked enough of mid-day blazing sun, we did the other sights of the island, too.
Best of which must be the cable car, running 710 meters up a mountain. Spectacular views.
One can but envy the eagles (of which here be many) who can go up there and see it all at will.
The nightlife here has left something to desire for. While the season hasn't really started yet, which translates to empty beaches and affordable rooms, I think the Richard-Clayderman-plays-Rod-Stewarts-most-pathetic-ones -kind of music that the restaurant next to our room is playing, is just too much to take.

And that is partly why we, tomorrow morning, will try to get to Bangkok.

Living on the edge

I took the plunge.
I have not come this far with great expense just to shy away from it.
I can return to the normal, safe, lifestyle when I get back (should I survive it, that is).
Sure, others have done it, and lived to tell, but some also look horrible and say never again.

My sunscreen now has a sun protection factor of 20 instead of 50.

Pulau Langkawi, Malaysia

Left Perhentian islands yesterday, and spent the day in an Islamic town called Kota Bharu. Then took an overnight bus to Kuala Perlis, and ferry to Langkawi. First one departed at 6am, so here we are, at 8 am, Langkawi, Malaysia.
Again we had no accomodation booked ahead, but caught a knowledgeable taxi driver from the ferry terminal and found an acceptable deal on a bit more upscale chalet.
The plan was to spend some days in Langkawi and then fly to Bangkok, but now it turns out there are no flights connecting those two places. What that means, for us, I don't know yet. And I'll only start caring about it after some serious beach time on Malaysias best beaches (and duty-free beer).
For those of you interested in money; yesterday we spent 35 Ringets to ferry from Perhentian Kecil to mainland, shared a 50 RM taxi to Kota Bharu with Victoria & Hannah, paid 8 RM for taxi to to bus corrext bus station (there are three of those in Kota Bharu, bear in mind next time you're around the place), bought bus tickets for 40 RM (the seats reclined almost to vertical, and had leg supports, but still sleeping wasn't easy), then paid 18 RM to ferry to Langkawi, and 24 RM to taxi to take us to Cenang beach, where we are now gonna get a few hours of sleep until go check out the place.
So the total for 3 taxis, 2 ferries, and one 8-hour cross-the-country bus is 122 RM per person, which is something shy of 30 €. This chalet costs 110 RM a night, which is ok, especially when we get to switch over to a beach-front one tomorrow.