In the Jungle, the Mighty Jungle...

After seven sunny days on Koh Lanta, we were ready for our next adventure.  Wanting to show Barb a side of Thailand besides city and beach, I had scoured the internet and found Phanom Bencha Mountain Resort, a somewhat rustic jungle retreat close to Krabi (the town from where we would fly back to Bangkok).  Bright and early Sunday morning we packed our suitcases and boarded the ferry to Krabi.

Boarding the ferry in the town of Saladan, where stilted houses and shops perch over the sea.

Bye for now, Koh Lanta, happy land of lazy days, yoga, and beach meals!

Stopping to pick up and drop off passengers bound for islands without ferry docks.

The fancy pier at Krabi Town.

From the pier, it was only a half hour drive up to our jungle resort.  We got there to find it a bit more rustic than I had expected - think fan cooled, airy bungalows with slatted floors and ceilings so that bugs, lizards, and other creatures can roam freely in and out of your room.  My first instinct was to run screaming back to an air conditioned guest house in Krabi Town, but the feeling passed shortly as we checked out our bungalow and the lovely landscaped grounds.

Home sweet home in the "jungle".

Mosquito nets to keep out all manner of pests.  When I saw geckos climbing up the curtains I wondered if they would be able to infiltrate these nets!

The view from our balcony was pretty stunning.

Unfortunately the pool was a five minute uphill walk from our house. [Note from Chad: first world problems...]

But a pretty nice pool once you finally got up there - spring fed!

The only downside of jungle life is that it was hot there - like 38 degrees with intense humidity hot - which didn't exactly motivate us to go out trekking, one of the main activities at the resort.  On the full day we spent there we did manage to get off the balcony and go for a little walk.

Flowering banana palm.

Dorky matching white hats!

Jungle conqueror!

Much of the property is covered by rubber trees plantations - the bark is cut and the latex seeps out into these black buckets.

We were stopped in our tracks by a local who warned us to turn around instead of trekking on (we were so hot by that point we were happy to oblige).  It turns out that the guy and his friends were up in the woods collecting wild honey - with guns!  Five or six guys carefully shoot the bottom off a hive (where the honey is kept) by creating a line of bullet holes; the honey-laden hive section falls to a waiting tarp.

On our trek we were happy not to see any king cobras (which apparently live in the area), but disappointed not to see any monkeys (which live in the area, but prefer to avoid the populated areas).  That night at dinner, though, we met the resort's local frog - Daniel - when Chad almost stepped on him after he snuck under Chad's chair!  Luckily the feelers in Chad's feet were working and Daniel wasn't turned into a frog pancake.

These type of songbirds occupy cages all over Thailand - including many at the resort

One of the best parts about the resort was its owners, Son and Joop.  They made us feel very welcome, cooked us all our meals, joked with us and gave us tips about life in the jungle.  A great place to spend a lazy, hot couple days before heading back to Bangkok!

Saying goodbye to Joop on our last day.