After dhows through Halong Bay’s mist, beelines up the Mekong to northern Laos and business-like diving outings, the pleasure cruise to Railay Beach seemed odd.
The hardest thing to describe to someone new to scuba diving, is the overwhelming sense of freedom that you get once you’re done. And by done I mean post-course comfortable.
I resembled a dog for most of the train ride from Bangkok to Poipet. Nose out of the window, breeze in my face and an open mouthed grin for anyone who wanted it.