Back to Bangkok

After a 9 hour bus ride where we recieved moist towelletes and a meal of rice and meat of unkown origin, we arrived back to the chaos of Bangkok. After staying on deserted Isles, the amount of people and pollution was overwhelming. Staying at the same guest house we did 4 weeks ago is exciting, since we can guage how much we've learned about traveling the world in that time. Two days ago our feet stepped onto Myanmar ground for about 15 minutes. We had to extend our visa, and the best way to do that was by heading to Ranong, a Thai boarder town on the southern tip of Myranmar. It was like traveling into a different time and world. There were longtails by the hundreds, rickety houses on stilts hanging over the delta, egrets, women with powder on their faces and men with plaid patterened sarongs. Gone were the neon signs, blinking and flashing in every direction. The fishing piers were all a bustle so early in the morning. I cannot say how hard it was to step into that world and turn around, but our 15 yr. old boat driver was beckoning us back to the boat. Tomorrow's goal: the ruins of Sukkotai, north of Bangkok for a 6 hr bus ride.