Today we decided to move on to a new place called Ao Nang which was on the mainland. We waited outside our hotel for a showaddywaddy (after breakfast from seven eleven), and whilst we were waiting a bloke on a little moped pulled up to us very slowly and stopped in front of us, there was an uncomfortable silence, then he after what seemed like five minutes (was more like 15 seconds), said 'you need lift to Phuket town' (three of us on a motorbike with our two rucksacks) 'erm no thank you', we didn't disclose where we were going and then walked up the street about 100 yards, we heard the gentle pop-pop-pop-pop of a moped and when we turned around see what it was this chap on the bike had followed us up the road and said 'o.k o.k I take you for 100 Baht each' we laughed and said 'no thank you', he was deadly serious and sat there looking quite confused for a few seconds then rode off. Very odd. The showaddywaddy came and we flagged it down, it was quite full and people hopped on and off as they do all the way to Phuket town. We jumped off and pandemonium ensued 'taxi taxi tuk-tuk' 'no thanks' 'no thanks' 'no' 'no', we walked back to the bus stop that we originally arrived at in Phuket Town, when we got there again, people shouted 'where you go, where you go?' we purchased a bus ticket and had about 40 minutes before the bus went so in search of luncheon Sarah found a stall selling Pad Thai cheap and came back and told me (I was watching the bags like a mum at Alton Towers), I went and ordered two vegetable ones. I watched the bloke cook them and took mental notes (when I say mental notes I mean like egg in first, then add veg, then noodles, etc etc. Not mental like I want to smash his face in with the spatulas or mess his eyes up in anyway). They were presented to me in Styrofoam boxes the type that I had only ever been served a doner kebab in, I hoped it tasted as good as it looked. We boarded the bus, it was nice and air conditioned, the seat soothed my damp back. And bang on time the bus left, I got my Pad Thai out (yes my lunch not my corey), Sarah said 'well I am eating mine cold' 'right o duck, I will too' I put it away. We lasted 15 minutes until 12:30 when I said 'I can't wait any more' Sarah said 'me neither', chop sticks out and we tucked in. It was wonderful and didn't last long. The bus took three hours and for most of the journey I listened to my ipod whilst Sarah read her book. We got off at our stop in Krabi and again the crowd went wild with the 'taxiiii tuuuk-tuuuuk' one local gent asked 'where are you going?' 'Ao Nang' we replied, he led us to the taxi's 'no we do not want a taxi' and a kind lady pointed out which showaddywaddy we required. We got in and a French couple asked 'where you go?' 'Ao Nang' we replied 'is it good?' the man asked, how the feck do we know we haven't just been there we are going, no wonder no one likes the French (sorry hippo). The showaddywaddy set off and the cockyness of the Froggy man sent a shiver down my spine, luckily three local young lads got on and wouldn't stop talking to him. It took about twenty minutes to get to Ao Nang and we set off in search of accommodation, everyone is keen to sell you a room and immediately a lady led us up a path to cheap accommodation, we walked in and had a look at the room, something wasn't right, oh yeah it didn't have a window. We walked and looked at three more rooms until a very smiley lady said 'you wan room?' 'yes please my love' she took us to view one and said that it was 450 Baht (cheap). The rooms were small and basic but clean and airy, she showed us three rooms all the same saying 'you prefer this one this one or this one?' we picked the first one. The accommodation was called Yellow Sun as it read on the key, she then explained how to use the safe. Then she said 'you stay here (pointing at Sarah), you come with me (pointing at me)' I looked at Sarah with a worried smile, she just wanted me to sign in and pay, I am still not sure why Sarah couldn't come. We had a walk around and the place was nice and quite similar to Khao Lak, it was cheaper here than in Phuket. We got to the beach just as the sun was setting, the view was to die for and there were loads of people with camera's taking snaps. We bought a beer and sat on the beach but much like the other day we got attacked by flies. We finished the beers walking the streets. I had very bravely said to Sarah I would pick where we ate tonight and settled on another Italian (they had a cheap happy hour). It was a tasty pizza, we then looked around and enquired about rooms on the next island in a tour operator. The assistant in there was a full on man beast... I mean he she... I mean lady boy, a boy without question and s-he most definitely had a mangina, however had neatly shaven legs but a very un-neatly shaven top lip, I was nervous. To be fair though it found us a cheap room in Railey, but hesitantly we decided to see the rates online the next day. Fat full and freaked out we went to bed, our room was like an oven. The fan just seemed to make it worser. We both slept with no covers until about 03:00 when I went to grab them, the cover wasn't big enough to cover one person let alone both of us! We struggled through and slept reasonable well.