The long, 400km drive down to Ban Krut, with our trusted driver Khun Kantapong. Full of sad thoughts for most of all the way, until we stopped for lunch at Prachuap Khiri Khan. This is where my friend Fre has been living for most of this year. It's a quiet seaside town, not very touristy. We discussed life, books, music and so on, and I briefed him on the MFH compilation which he's hoping to release next year. Still can't get over the fact that I'm talking with a Belgian guy in a Thai town about re-releasing some music Andrew and I did in a bedroom 30 years ago... Life's rich tapestry etc. Anyway, very good to see him and his long-suffering girlfriend, Jo.
Arrived in Ban Krut, just in time to walk along the beach before it got dark. It's exactly the same aws it was last year. Same smiling staff, same good food (although they now have a professional looking menu), same nice chalets, same too-salty swimming pool, same hammocks on the beach, same slightly rough sea... and just a few families staying there.
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long-suffering Jo has this mysterious smile on her face when I read out this post. she's the best, much to the chagrin of a couple thai (hunts-)ladies around town, huhu.
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