OK so where did we leave of...oh yes we had arrived in Benidorm, sorry I mean Ao Nang, Krabi. The following day we awoke and headed out to grab a bite to eat and have a look more around the area and also headed down to the beach to chill and have a dip in the sea. Not much happened really on Monday it was just about settling in to the place and complaining how touristy it was, not what we expected at all. We both sorted out washing to be done and I booked a day climbing on the tuesday, I couldn't persuade Louise to come so we decided to have the day apart for the first time in 2 weeks.
In the morning I was picked up by a tuk tuk and picked up a few others in total there were 4 of us going to do the days climbing. After arriving (which you can only get to by boat) and getting all the kit sorted we headed off to a very busy limestone rock face in Railey where we managed to get 3 climbs in before lunch. Luckily the 3 guys who I was with had never really climbed before and so the guide took us up some easy routes. After a yummy lunch of egg fried rice and chicken that they had prepared for us, we were off to another face to do some more climbs. All in all a good day, had a very good laugh as one of the guys, Billy was from Runcorn and had a cracking sense of humour. Ben was a dutch guy who was slightly odd and had a look of Ronan Keating about him and Tom was a french guy who luckily spoke good english and so joined in the fun. It was very tiring, shame about the news when I got back but I will let Louise explain that as it is her story to tell! I had arranged to meet Billy and Ben for some tea and drinks when we got back and so we went out for seafood and then to a few bars, which were an experience in themselves. Got back a bit late and then we had to be up early the next day to get a boat to Koh Lanta, a bit of a rough ride as you can imagine and its where we find ourselves now.
Tuesday started well. I got a lie in as Heather was off playing Spiderwoman. So I went to the beach and generally took it easy. Then it all changed when I returned to the hotel late afternoon. My money belt was not in the place I left it and as the only people who could have been in my room where the cleaners, I made a bee line for the manager. Unfortunately the manager had selective use of the English language and could no longer string a sentence together. To cut a long, frustrating story short I waited for Heather return just to confirm she hadn't moved my belt and consequently taken the money. As I thought she hadn't. So we went to management again and ended up at the police station (by choice), only to find no one could speak English either. Excellent. So I left my details on the back of a napkin and was reassured (with a strange mix of sign language and pigeon English) that a police officer who turn up at the hotel at 8am.
So we left it for the evening and went to enjoy ourselves. Had an a great evening in the company of people who were fluent in English. We also had our first ride on a moped. It was impressive. 3 of us! Then danced the night away. Twas a strange day!