We
cycled away from Amphawa with coconut palm plantations either side of
the road, some leaning worryingly, their ammunition of coconut
cannonballs primed to break our necks. The palms soon gave way to flat,
hot, grey salt pans stretching to the horizon. Hilarious motorised
rolling pins that looked like the cars from 'The Flintstones' were being
used to compact the salt. All afternoon the sun fried us - my forearms
felt like they were on a grillpan, and I wished it to end. We finished
at the popular beach town of Cha-am, where I was surprised but happy to
find a cheap room for £8.
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| Cha-Ams beachfront |
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