The bonus eleven days in Thailand are coming to an end. Tomorrow we fly to Kuala Lumpur, or Muddy Confluence as it's known to its friends. Krabi has been very OK, and the availability of English breakfasts has not gone unnoticed by the Stairs. World cuisine is always there, after all, but baked beans are notoriously hard to come by. Krabi has been hot, the rainy season has arrived early, and Asian Glossy Starlings are nesting in the traffic lights.
Life is good.
We've floated around the mangroves in search of rare species and socialized with Nigel and Donna, the Anglo-American birding couple we met up a mountain in Chiang Dao. It's been nice rediscovering how much fun it is to hang out with friends again. I tried this the other day and then noticed a dog had sunk his teeth into my leg. Not, you would think, a good method of attracting custom. Hopefully when my boot connected with his head he was less confused, and the next thirsty tourist will meet with a less bloody welcome.