White Water Rafting III

We did it again! In the province just above Phuket there is a river that hosts rafting trips. Sadly, it is dry season right now so the river is quite low. We didn’t realize though, that it is so low that hundreds of boats have to line up at the edge of the dam and they then open it up for about 45 minutes while we all play bumper boats down the length of it.

It definitely wasn’t the best rafting trip but we didn’t have a terrible time. It seemed like most people were there solely to splash water at each other. B and I are now serious rafters (serious face) so we weren’t in the mood for such antics. The amount of capsized boats was astonishing. The river was mild but no one knew what they were doing and with so many boats in such a concentrated area, it was a recipe for disaster. At one point we saw just a helmet bobbing down the river.

Before our rafting trip, we stopped off at a monkey cave that had countless monkeys all throwing shit and eating bananas bought by tourists. They were all obese too, and there were remnants of ‘nanner just lying all over the ground. This is clearly the all you can eat buffet of the jungle. Since hearing a horror story about monkeys I was very careful to NEVER MAKE EYE CONTACT. Except once. With a baby. Because I could totally beat him in a fight.

The cave itself was awesome and even had a bat cave alcove. I had a momentary batman feeling and was about to walk in but then I saw the actual bats and we booked it back to the van. Unpredictable little buggers.

We met the first non-asshole Australian people of the entire trip. A group of 3 that ended up being our rafting partners for the day. The car ride home was filled with song, us all trying to find one that we each knew the lyrics too. Barbie Girl by Aqua had the most accuracy. It also got us thinking about which songs we knew the entire length of. B’s is Bohemian Rhapsody and mine is Gangsta’s Paradise. I tried to learn all the lyrics to Jump by Kriss Kross once but that is a surprisingly long song so I settled for learning Gangsta’s Paradise by Coolio. It’s amazing what pressure does to your memory though, we both stalled and petered out a verse in.

I guess I’m just not destined to be a performer, who knew.

S.