16th April 1992 Day 271

The Diary
A day of travelling. On the taxi bus to Nathon Town we chatted to a Kiwi who was having AB style problems with his flight to the UK. He should have gone 6 days earlier. Then it was the express boat to the mainland. Or more specifically, the roof of the express boat. Then a coach to the Surat Thani railway station which was nowhere near Surat Thani. We got on a the train and surprisingly our ticket was genuine and not double booked.


We ate a meal on the train which was overpriced and as good as BR food. We sat in our 3 feet wide seats and watched and repeatedly said no as scores of officials tried to sell us beer, whisky, cola, beer and beer again. Some of the locals seemed to have about 3 meals and gallons of whisky and the no-smoking signs were ignored by just about everyone including the staff.


We chained our bags to the ladder and retired for the night. The seats were converted to bunk beds just like couchettes.





2012
For trainspotters and everything about Thai trains, see here.

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