Variations of Snake
Published Monday 3rd of May 2010
Tonight (16/4) I had yet another snake experience as I had Stir Fried Snake Curry and Snake Springrolls.
TBH I could hardly taste the snake. Could have been any meat really. The curry was nice.
Over at Mong's Bar on Koh Lanta I tried his cobra poison tequila as well as the snake blood. Both were not horrible and tasted mostly of the spirits they were mixed with.
That's not the cobra poison or snake blood. That's monkey brain. It, too, wasn't so bad.
Part from eating and drinking snake we've also seen quite a few of them and me and my brother also visited the "snake temple" in Penang, Malaysia.
The last snake we saw (part from dinner tonight) was on the Similan islands in Thailand. The little bastard crept up under the table of the people sitting next to us in the "restaurant".
Similan is totally wicked btw. We snorkeled with big sea turtles in what seemed like pool water (seriously, visibility must've been like 25 meters).
The first thing we saw when we arrived at our island for the night (Similan consists of 8 or 9 islands) was that the trees were absolutely packed with massive bats.
There was only one resort on the island so accommodation was ridiculously expensive. Me and Agnes first settled for a tent (500 baht) and as the reception bloke handed me the key he goes (in really, really bad Thai English) "lock tent creatures at night". I demanded clarification so after a while he acted like a rat and instructed me to carefully close the tent so that they wouldn't get in.
As soon as the sun set rats were absolutely everywhere. This was the first sign that a tent was probably not such a good idea. The second was the aforementioned snake. Which, after seeing, made us upgrade to an air-con:ed bungalow for the piss-taking price of 2000 baht.
Anyway we got a pretty good night's sleep until the power got shut off at 6am and the room temperature immediately rose by about 10 degrees Celsius. I just managed to fall back asleep when I hear a shit load of noise coming from outside and someone yelling "Tsunami! Hurry!!" while banging on our mate Andre's door.
Naturally we flew out of bed, grabbed whatever was close by (camera bag and mac book (wtf?!)) and ran for the hills. We had to fucking crouch under trees and climb rocks until 30 minutes later we're at pretty much the top of the island. Absolutely knackered.
The Thai people that were up there with us informed us that there had been an earthquake in Sumatra, Indonesia (where we just were) so they'd gone out with a tsunami warning. We would have to wait until 8am before we could go down.
Fortunately no wave came (and how could it really, the earthquake was on the wrong side of Sumatra for that?) so we eventually went down the mountain again. I've never been sick from exhaustion before but I did when we came down. Mind you I'm not a very fit person :P
I spent the rest of the day in the ocean (got to love the ocean :) and the others slept.
We're in Vietnam now. Heading to Cambodia next. Then back to Thailand and then, unfortunately, back to Sweden. It'll be nice to see all my mates again though.
Bubye
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