On leaving Krabi airport, we headed for our hotel in Ao Nam Mao. Admittedly it was chosen more for its budget-friendly pricing policy than any close inspection of its location or facilities.
Spirits sank as we encountered the vast female behemoth behind the reception desk. It didn't help that she farted continously throughout the whole checking in process.
Up to the room then. We'd checked that it a least had a window, and indeed it did. It was virtually a glass box.
The other 6 hotel residents had a combined age of around 120 and a combined IQ of much, much less.
The following morning, we set out to make alternative arrangements. And, rather like Moses and the rest of his crew eventually reaching the Promised Land, we stumbled, sweaty and without hope upon the Diamond Beach Resort.
I'm not ashamed to say that we wept tears of joy, although JB claimed he had a bit of dust in his eye.
It's lovely. A tropical hideaway complete with our own ( so far, bug-proof) wooden bungalow. We've booked in for the remainder of our time in Thailand and declared ourselves on holiday.
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