How time flies. Life in Cherating was slow and dreamy, but already my stay there has come to an end. I found myself on the beach just after sunrise on my final morning with bittersweet memories washing over me. It had been my home for several months. For the first time, I saw the coastline shrouded in mist. The entire beach seemed desolate and far from tropical. My heart felt heavy. Goodbye sandbar. Goodbye waves. Goodbye hornbills. Goodbye friendly crabs. Goodbye sand dollars. Goodbye kitties. Goodbye Freddy the gecko. Goodbye monkey.

Goodbye Cherating…