A meeting with the world

For years and years I heard people speak about this so called Thailand filled with perfect islands and amazing beaches. I was curious to what this was all about and wanted to explorer on my own. Me and some friends decided to buy a ticket in march last year, this would be my first time leaving Europe. We landed in Bangkok and I knew it was a big city with no beaches or islands close by. When we first arrived we jumped in a taxi, put our stuff in the hotel and took a taxi to a market street close by. My first feeling when I came down town was not good at all, it was all gray because of all the pollution and I could sense the smell of trash and food everywhere we walked. It was so dirty that I couldn’t believe my own eyes, trash everywhere, kids laying alone in the street, dogs everywhere, a guy with no legs grabbing my foot, lady boys, hookers, people high on crystal meth and last but not least a dead tourists lying in front of a bar. For me this was way out of my comfort zone and I found it kind of terrifying. At that point I couldn’t really understand what people meant when they spoke about Thailand as it was paradise, and was asking my self who want’s to bring their families to a place like this?


After spending five days in Bangkok I couldn’t wait to leave, hopefully it wasn’t this chaotic in the south. We took the bus down to a place called Khao Lak which they told us would take about ten hours. We jumped on the bus and was happily on our way down south to paradise, but the ride wasn’t problem free as it usually isn’t in Asia. The bus got stopped around five times by the military, they where looking for somebody. The last time they came they finally found something they where looking for, a bag with several guns. For me that was kind of strange, but they handcuffed the passengers and took them out of the bus, five minutes later we had all forgotten about it. After fifteen hours we arrived in Khao Lak, it was pitch dark outside and no cars around. First I thought we might have a problem because we needed to get to the pier so we could take the boat over to Koh Kha Kao. Luckily a Tuktuk drove passed and we got to the island and the resort we where staying at. The next day we woke up to a beautiful sunny day, and this morning I understood what all the fuss was about.


After a week on Koh Ka Koh we decided to go to Krabi and then to the well known party island Koh Phangan to join full moon party. Krabi and Koh Phangan was like Ying and Yang. Krabi was lovely, the beaches, islands and the nature was spectacular, words can not describe it’s beauty, this was a place for relaxation.


Koh Phangan on the other hand was totally different, this was a place to party and take drugs. There was a new party every night, black moon, shiva moon, half moon, jungel party, waterfall party, pool party and of course the greatest of them all THE ORIGINAL FULL MOON PARTY. After spending two weeks of the vacation on relaxing I was really looking forward to party for a changed. When we arrived at the beach on full moon it was filled with people in neon colored shorts, singlets and painting in their face screaming for a crazy night. Surprisingly many where taking mushroom shakes and other types of drugs. For me coming from an environment with no drugs involved I thought it was strange to see that it was so easily available, you could by a mushroom shake in one of the local bars on the beach. It didn’t take long before I understood that the bars where working with the police, paying them some cash so they can continue selling drugs. They even had this so called Eden party which was a MDMA party just a boat ride away. Out of curiosity we where suppose to check it out, but we never got that far and it was probably for the best. I wouldn’t take any drugs, but still.


Three weeks in a country like this was a real eye opener, it was sad seeing so many people struggling to make a living, but it made me realize how lucky I am coming from Norway. I honestly think that people coming from well developed countries such as Norway really should explorer the world more often and get to know people from other cultures. It’s important to learn about other humans and how they live.

A meeting with the world

3 thoughts on “A meeting with the world

  1. In the picture of you on the bow of the boat, there’s a mushroom shaped island over your left shoulder . . . WOW! Did you shoot more of such landscape? I would have love to have seen that.

    The corpse and all I can see as being out of most people comfort zone, including mine but in truth I’m not big on resort focused travels. My wife and I have one coming up in Cuba but I’m looking forward to getting away from the hotel and exploring the towns a bit.

    1. Yeah, I did actually, I also filmed when we passed it! I don’t know where the cable to my camera is right now though, but I’ll let you know when I find it.

      I’m not a resort type of person either, but we stayed in a resort the first week of our travel since it was my first time in Asia then just rented a bungalow. I find it way more exiting staying in a bungalow, it makes me feel more in one with culture there. Oh really? That’s exiting. Wish you and you’r wife a great trip! 🙂

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