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Written by lo7la on 05 Oct, 2006
While visiting Khao Sok National park my traveling friends and I decided to book ourselves into an overnight jungle experience. We got transportation in "mini buses" (actually the back bed of a pickup truck) out to the lakes edge where a Thai speed boat (engine…Read More
While visiting Khao Sok National park my traveling friends and I decided to book ourselves into an overnight jungle experience. We got transportation in "mini buses" (actually the back bed of a pickup truck) out to the lakes edge where a Thai speed boat (engine covers never seem necessary!). An hour speed boat ride awaited us. This is what I pictured Thailand to be. Stunning blue/green water. Dramatic mountains all covered in lush green trees and growth. The jungle all around. The nose from the engine was too loud to talk over so we just sat and watched the scenery as we glided by on our boat. At the end of our ride we came upon our "water huts" for the night. At the edge of the jungle there were about 12 wooden huts all connected by a wooden walkway, floating the water. Two people per hut, nothing but the basics. A double mattress on the floor with mosquito netting to pull down around at night. And, well, that was it. A door to the walkway and a door to the lake. What more does one need? The toilets and showers were located up a steep stone stairway, flashlight and very steady feet required in dark and the eating area was at the end of the huts. Nothing to do but swim, kayak or lazy around and watch the monkeys in the trees. And this was only the first 4 hours. My cabin mate, an English gal I had been traveling with, and I decided we'd take one of the inflatable rafts out for a paddle. However it became apparent after 20min and about 700m away from the shore that our raft was not all that inflated and we were slowly sinking. With water pouring in we fought against the wind and furiously tried to paddle in a straight line back towards the houses.It was at about this time we noticed the sarong that my friend had purchased in the market was leaking dye and her skin was rapidly turning blue. By the time we finally made it to the shoreline the lower half of K's body a human smurf. We docked (meaning we jumped ship and then hauled the inflated disaster onto the wooden planks) and went back to the hut to dry off...or in K's case to un-blue. We walked in one door and out the other to sit by the water. The doors made of flimsy wood thatched together by straw not making for the best of doors and infuriating K all the more until she finally lost it. I came back from a swim to witness K kicking the weather beaten wooden door and swearing every insult she could think. It took a few moments to calm her down, get her to sit and smoke while I closed the door properly. We burst into laughter at the stupidity of it all. The sinking raft, the door and the fact that K was still blue despite the fact she had rubbed her skin with soap. We eventually found the best tactic was to just to rub the actually skin til the blue started to fade.After a short nap it was time for dinner. Which like lunch included a dessert of fresh cut pineapple that was hands down the best I've ever had.Later in the night, after dark had settled in, we gathered back into the boat and set out for a night time wild life expedition, resulting in only a few glowing red eyes from the high powered flashlight on the boat aimed into the high branches of the trees. It was very peaceful out on the lake at that time of night and there weren't any complaints of missing the wildlife. The tour was cut short however and the guide promised we'd go just before breakfast so we could see (and hear) the howler monkeys in the early light of dawn. Close