Sunday, September 9, 2018

The last of everything.



Sunday 25th August 2018.

No need to fuss with packing this time, just chuck it all in the suitcase because it's all going in the wash when we get home anyway! 

Our last breakfast was interesting in that the wait staff have really started to open up and be a bit more expressive and fun. They have gotten to know us very well even without us actually realising it. Nat seats us, indicates to Trevor and says coffee, milk and then me and says tea, milk, later, because I never get my cuppa right at the start. I always go and get some juice first. And then when I finally ask for a pot of tea, Laila says big pot, 2 teabags. They're good!

I go for the Asian noodle soup breakfast this morning, cooked to order, where you put all the bits you want into a bowl and the chef cooks it up into a delicious soup. I had it the other day and it was a bit salty but today it was just perfect! I've been pretty well behaved with the food, but today, seeing it's the last day, I have to have a final Nutella crepe! Ok, 2! I see the chef again who cooked my soup and he asked how it was and I told him how good it was and also that we were a bit sad as we were going home this afternoon. He asked how everything had been, the resort itself, the staff and the food. I told everything had been amazing, oh, except for one thing, and I told him about the fish at lunch yesterday. Unbeknowst to me, he is the head chef responsible for the food at the Waterfront, the Beach Bar and Infinity Bar, so he was very interested to hear my story. He pulled out a notebook and pencil and started taking notes, saying he was very grateful for the feedback. 

Back to the room to finish packing and vacate. Normally checkout is midday but we asked for a later checkout and managed to squeeze another hour. So at quarter to, we head off to Reception to settle our bill and drop our bags in the luggage store. There's a late checkout lounge, but unless you wanted to take a shower, I don't know why you'd want to sit in there. It's freezing cold and there's far better ways to spend the final few hours. Us? We head over to Pinky's on the beach for lunch and I only wish we had found our way there sooner. It was great. Right on the beach with a lovely breeze, great food at great prices. I had the pineapple fried rice as recommended by Phil, and Trevor got some spring rolls and we shared. Not a lot for lunch, but then, we weren't really hungry after our big brekkie. I think it was 500 THB for the meals and 2 drinks, alcoholic of course! 
 
5 min stroll along the beach


 
Pink Lady
Still with some time to spare and not much energy, we find a spot in the adult's pool area, right behind Ta Krai, Trevor had noticed that these 2 sun lounger spots are pretty much always vacant. Turns out that's for a reason. There's absolutely no breeze, it's blocked by the building and it's sauna-like, so we don't last there very long. There's no other sensible choice. We have to go back to Infinity Bar and have one last drink. 

The drink that Trevor had enjoyed earlier in the stay, the Rum Thai (aka Harvey Wallbanger), was the 2 for 1 cocktail of the day, but he really only wanted one. The barman said he could get his free one later if he felt like it, and of course, a little later, he did. I ordered a Pina Colada. We had purposely sat at the side of the table away from the placemat and cutlery that had been set up for lunch. Out of nowhere, the manager comes out to move the placemats and cutlery around to where we were sitting. We tell him we've already eaten and were just there for a drink and I can't really remember how the conversation started but he asked me if I was the lady who had the fish and chips yesterday that wasn't good and I said yes I was. I was surprised that he knew about it but the head chef must have spoken to him already. We got talking about the different fish that they serve here and especially the sea bass which is caught by fisherman just off the coast here. I really like it. I think he offers to cook some but I say we've eaten and that we're leaving in an hour or so. 

We chat about how enjoyable our stay had been and how we hope to come back for another holiday and then he leaves. When I go to pay for our drinks, the barman says the manager told him not to charge me for my drink, it's complimentary. That was very kind of him. 

Finally time to go up to Reception and await our ride to the airport. This time it's in a private car, very nice and it's a comfortable ride. Of course we get to the airport too early to check in, so have to sit and wait half an hour or so. Smooth process to check in and get through security and immigration, the lines move well. There's an Aussie lady getting very flustered, she's just left her uni student daughter here to study and she's getting pulled up at every turn like we did on our way from Sydney. I have a bit of a chat to her and try and calm her a bit, or she'll never get through. The problem was an aerosol can in her carry-on, there's not much in it, so she goes to town spraying it all over herself. I have one final joke and say I hope I'm not sitting near her on the plane!

We sit next to a lady from Cairns and it turns out, she's flight crew for Jetstar. This is revealed when the emergency info that you always hear pre take off gets to the part about putting your phone into flight mode or turn it off, she laughs and pulls out her phone, saying you think I'd know better! This smooth ride can't last and of course, it doesn't. Our plane departs late and our lay over in Singapore shrinks by the minute. We only have an hour or so and we need to change terminals. It seems there are a few others in the same boat, so we don't feel too panicked but still scurry as fast as we can to the train that will take us to our departure terminal. Thank goodness this is Changi and not Suvarnabhumi in Bangkok or Dubai International. Those airports are huge and we would have needed one of those golf carts to get us to the gate in time! 

Our flight to Sydney is on an A-380, the double decker, and we're booked upstairs. It cost $13 each to choose the seats but it's worth it if you have the chance. It's still cattle class but the configuration is 2-3-2 and the window seat has quite a large compartment under the window which is very handy to put excess pillows and blankets in. Again, there's too much food and I just pull down my eye mask and try to get some sleep. We arrive back in Sydney mid morning, head to the train station and home.
It's been a fantastic holiday, as opposed to the expeditions we normally embark on. The resort was lovely, the pool amazing and the staff and all the people we met have left us with many happy memories.

ANZ's Falcon on duty



Saturday 25th August 2018.

Rudely awoken this morning by a text message from the bank. Apparently, questionable activity has been detected on my account. Great! An hour and a half later, it’s all sorted, I won’t be responsible for the charges, my card has been cancelled and the process started to issue a replacement. It’s strange. The card lives in my drawer at home, never leaves the house and I only brought it on this trip as a back-up. It’s in an RFID wallet and hasn’t been used here. It's justified to me though, the reason why I opened a new account specifically for online shopping. The card is cancelled and if it had been my main card to access internet banking and the like, that's gone, so no access to money! Also, it's going to take up to 14 days for the money to be reimbursed.

Breakfast was spent chatting with Karen and Andy, aka the wedding crashers.They've got some good stories and have been very busy, having spent the day before at an elephant rehab centre where they helped tend to the elephants bathing and feeding. Maybe next time for us. I had a list of activities in case we felt energetic, but no, didn't happen and I'm not bothered. We needed a rest.

Arranged a late check out for tomorrow, 1pm and booked shuttle to go to Bang Niang markets.

Take a mid-morning swim, and it's time for lunch before we know it. Order fish and chips at Infinity Bar. It’s supposed to be dory but turns out to be basa, my most hated fish, gotta be the most disgusting, jelly textured fish! I don't often complain, but I really can't eat this. I get the fresh Vietnamese spring rolls instead, made with smoked salmon. I've had them before and they were good. Apparently Chef says they were out of dory so he used the ‘local’ dory! Grrr! The ‘local’ sea bass is beautiful, why don’t the use that??

Time for a bit of reading before it’s time to catch the shuttle to the markets, could have gone to sleep! Relaxation mode is really kicking in! Lots of people keen to go to the markets, it's such a nice day for it. Walk up and down, it’s hot and tiring. Trevor gets a Hard Rock Café Khao Lak t-shirt, 350 THB. How could he not? He's got one from just about everywhere else that he's seen one! Other than that, bit of a waste of time. Same old, same old. I guess if you've never been to a market in Asia before, you might be tempted to buy heaps, but the vendors here are not interested in haggling that much. I don't know if this is how it always is or if it's because it's the wet season and tourist numbers are lower than in peak times. The big winners are the food and drink vendors. We stopped in 2 different places for a drink, because it was hot and because we were bored! The 2nd one, Toilet Bar, was close to the front of the market and had some good music playing. But don't let the name fool you, there was no toilet! They're down the back somewhere and cost 10 baht.
 
Toilet Bar.
Got back in time to take a drink down to the beach and watch the sun set. 

Dinner at Waterfront, hosting the Beach BBQ for Olive. Ben thought there might have been a surcharge, but not.

The last of everything.

Sunday 25th August 2018. No need to fuss with packing this time, just chuck it all in the suitcase because it's all going in th...