Magic happens when rock, sea and sand come together in an
isolated peninsula in southern Thailand
When I first visited Railay, many more years ago than I care
to recall, there was no airport at Krabi. The trip involved an overnight train journey
from KL, stepping down at the Malaysian-Thai border for Immigration formalities
in the morning before continuing on to Haadyai.
A small minibus, with passengers and luggage squished inside, wended its
swaying way on Thai B-roads from Haadyai to Krabi town, then a quiet
backwater. The last part of the journey
involved a songtheaw (longtail boat) for the 20 minute journey over the
sea, hugging the coastline, which was overgrown with mangrove forests, beneath
pale and towering cliffs.
