Southern Thailand: The Visa Story

Ao Nang Beach, Thailand

Visas mean you'll need pictures. Lots of pictures.

Hard travel. I thought I'd left it behind, but somehow its in my blood. I knew there was a flaw in the plan of the Malay Peninsula. Simply put, there is no Malay train service to Malacca, namesake of the most traveled waterway on earth, the Straits of Malacca, and there is no Thai train service to the beautiful Andaman Coast which is the west coast of Thailand on the Indian Ocean. No train service means dealing with operators in a little concrete shacks with shifty bus tickets. On top of that in some fluke that even the ticket agent in Kuala Lumpur couldn't understand all sleepers tickets on that train had been sold, leaving me in "superior class," which, ironically, is what the lowest class is called to make you feel like you're not the lowest class. This is excellent practice for when the kids arrive.

Anyway, that much training and busing dulls the mind, but did give me enough time to tell one last pre-departure tale that wanted telling. The story of our visas.