Pocket Money & Ignorant Policeman

My Hennessy in Krabi.

I have just hitchhiked a tourist bus. Since it's bound for Phuket they dropped me on the junction for Krabi.

It's darkening already as I stroll about the market and ask a pick-up owner to take me. He is shy and apparently not going really far. Others board the back of the pick-up. People run around the market to help me. Finally a woman approaches me and wants to give me money. First I decline but after the third 'no' it's better to accept. It happened so many times now, that people want to give me money for a bus. The people around stop a public bus and tell the driver to give me a lift. Well I'm fine with that because I can relax a bit.

In Krabi I get a lift with a local police officer in his private car. He doesn't care at all about traffic rules speeding passed red traffic lights and through low speed-zones. What ever … finally I have reached Krabi. It's full of tourists. I ask some about the nearby beach Ao Menang. A Dutch couple gives me some useful information but in the end I enjoy hanging out with four young Germans in the local street market.

As it starts raining I'm stuck in town. I use the free wifi in a bar to write some posts. At around 1 o'clock I set up my hammock in a small park by the seaside to catch up with sleep.

Ao Menang Sunrise

Nach einer durchwachsenen Nacht mit viel Hundegebell konnte ich dann doch noch vier Stunden durchschlafen. Ich habe meinen Wecker extra auf 5:30 Uhr gestellt. Es lohnt sich: Vor mir erlebe ich einen wunderschönen Sonnenaufgang. Noch bin ich der einzige auf dem Strand. Als es heller wird, packt mich nochmal kurz die Nervosität: Der Schutz der Nacht ist jetzt weg.  Hoffentlich kommt kein missgelaunter Soldat und verscheucht mich. Aber im Gegenteil: Die ersten sind nette Jogger. Wir grüßen uns.

Als es bereits ganz hell ist gehe ich duschen - also in den Golf von Thailand.

Nach einer Weile tauchen auch noch ein paar einheimische Kinder auf, die ihr Englisch ausprobieren. Ich verabschiede mich.



Dann beginnt die Trampzeit - so früh wie nie zuvor. Abermals fahren wir über die Runway des Militärflugplatzes. Tong lässt mich in Prachuap am Nord-Sud-Highway raus. Perfekt! Naja - ich stehe eine halbe Stunde! So lange wie noch nie! Dann spricht mich ein Thai hinter mir in gebrochenem, aber verständlichem Englisch an. Mit Bar und seinem Bruder fahre ich in deren LKW bis nach Chumpon mit. Ein gutes Stück auf dem Weg nach Krabi!

Lift with Military Police. Wow.

Lu Pot (name changed) is apparently the highest rank officer of the group of military police personnel. They notice me wandering about the beach. Lu offers his help. As he inspires confidence I tell him my needs. He's willing to help. After a short blah with his colleges he asks me to jump in the police car.

It's a short two km hop to a camp site. The old guy at the reception asks for 50 Thai baths. I tell my story. Lu repeats:

"No money? You like Backpacker correct?!" 

– "Extreme backpacker!"

We see a smile on the the reception guy and he shows me two trees for my Hennessy. Lu leaves me and I can merely manage to take a decent shot of the car. Usually policemen are not allowed to be photographed and I sense that I'm actually not allowed to take any photos on military territory. It's called Area Wing 5. I enjoy a very special sunset with a maximum horizon-to-horizon rainbow.

My first police car lift (police car on the road, left).

Good morning Thailand. Sunrise wakes me up in my Hennessy.

As I set up my hammock Lu comes back: "Hey Krag. You remember me? I come back because I have to see. Eeeeh. Do you have passport? You know better for me. Better for you. Better for Area Wing 5." He takes a shot with his mobile and we exchange mail addresses. From our conversation I think that if I was hungry, he'd take me to a restaurant. The people are so friendly!

I fall asleep. What a gorgeous place to fall asleep. Thank you Thailand!