The south end of Ao Nang beach holds little interest for me. The massage huts are fronted by female massage touts who always ask 'massage?' in a tone that suggests you must be stupid because you don't seem to have have noticed that this stretch of the beach is given over entirely to massage. The tone holds a ring of surprise too. Surprise, I guess, that a Farang has the audacity to march through this stretch of beach without the slightest interest in massage. That's why I'm here love, but they'd never understand that.
I used to enjoy a diet coke and an hours read of the latest novel I had on board at 'The Last Cafe' but, during my visit in late June / early July this year , 'The Last Cafe' didn't seem to be operational. Either seasonal or a global economy casualty.
The north end of the beach I really like.
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