Buoyed with the relief of having got through India with no stomach problems and joyful with the anticipation of being back amongst the utter fabulousness of Thailand in just a few short hours, we skipped up to the machine gun wielding policeman at Delhi airport thrusting our documents at him with glee and abandonment, eager to get away from the dust and hassle of India. Brian, as usual, was unprepared for this little last burst of Indian bureaucracy and as a lit...

Meticulous research, thorough planning and goal orientated resources.That's what's behind a complicated 2 month, 5 island trip of this nature, none of your Thomas Cook bucket and spade nonsense.That's what I'm fond of drumming into Brian as he sits dis-interestedly trying to summon up the Tottenham results on a patchy internet connection.You may imagine that our time here is spent wafting between islands, wriggling our toes in the sand with nothing more onerous...

We arrived in Bangkok on Monday, sometime late in the afternoon. Staggering off the plane after a 13 hour overnight flight the warm, muggy, fried noodle air wrapped itself around us and welcomed us back to Thailand. We are already looking forward to drinking Singha beer out of glasses dripping with condensation, eating bowls full of steaming pad thai and lying on a succession of comfortably padded sunloungers squinting out at endless vistas of turquoise sea ac...

Back in Bangkok Just back in Bangkok after spending nearly two weeks horizontal in Koh Chang. We seemed to spend our time either lying on the beach or by the pool or on our bed watching, mostly rubbish, dvds. I prefer to think we were girding our loins for our forthcoming trip round Cambodia and Vietnam and the imminent tribulations of damp rooms, hard beds, long bus journeys, rice, rice and more rice. Brian says I am just lazy. Harrumph. We (well, let's sa...

Back in Bangkok - ah the bright lights, the big city. The eternal infernal traffic jams. Time to get back to a bit of luxury, soft beds, plasma tv, rooftop swimming pool, eggs without that leathery edge to them. We check into the 'Dream' Hotel, home of the ageing rock stars. At breakfast the next day we are not disappointed when the vertically challenged owner of a top class highlighted mullet and some stack heeled pointy toed boots arrives at the next table,...