Ao Nang beach. Beautiful, but noisy.    My air-conditioned cube. When they open the curtains in the morning, the view is spectacular So I left a piece of my heart in Saladan.  Someday, I hope to retrieve it.  Everyone I have encountered so far has commented that Lanta is an ending point, not a beginning.  Well, perfect!  That means I must be doing it right. The Ferry from Saladan to Ao Nang was……well, it was HELL!  It was late, it was hot, it smelled SO BAD like mothballs and…..I don’t know – hopelessness?  And as it turns out, my uterus…

As with most massages, Thai massage is a wonderful experience.  You will be jabbed, stretched, pummeled, poked,pretzled, flattened, cuddled and stepped on. It’s great! In fact, it was the second thing I did upon landing on Lanta and it was so nice, I went twice!  On Lanta, the massage spas are everywhere and are peaceful places to get massaged by a nice Thai lady.  The price is 300B per hour and there is no competitive pricing. Now in Ao Nang, it is a very different experience.  First of all, they have “massage specials” as well as “special massage”.  THESE ARE…

I hope to retrieve it someday.... Well……..shit! No sea for you!! The beautiful, deserted beach in Saladan. Also, my first selfie-stick selfie The Walking Street in Saladan. Those are all the street food carts lining up to serve dinner. Smells so good! My tiny closet-room. It’s a sweltering, toe stubbing good time!   I am absolutely BONKERS for Saladan!!  There is nothing not to love.  If I could spend a week here,I would barely be satisfied. I moved into a guesthouse here from my little beach hut.  My room is actually a closet with a single bed jammed into it.…