We arrived safely at our final destination: Cha-Am beach.
More views of the beach.
By now I've made friends with Cecelia whose company I really enjoyed.
looking at this photo made me miss you celia!! WE HAVE TO GO OUT FOR DRINKS!
More beach.
my tiny shoe.
Here in Cha-Am, we have the privilege to stay in a really posh boutique resort called Tara Mantra.
Now I can describe how beautiful this place was, or I can just let the photos tell you.
My room was pretty big and divided into two sections, the living area and the bedroom by an LCD TV.
Which can flip around to face either the living area or the bed. Cool eh?
And because it's a resort near the beach, the wardrobe was located next to the door, with the toilet on the other side.
In case you want to come in and strip down naked and hop straight into the bathtub and then jump right into a robe after.
Just a thought.
Right before dinner, we headed out to the row of shops next to the shop to have some authentic Thai massage.
By now (after years of trials), I realised that instead of the hardcore traditional thai massage that would bend you in various possible positions,
I would prefer the relaxing soothing oil massage more than any other forms of massages.
And always in a private room. Because you have to be naked to do this.
Though it would be even nicer if the masseuse was a young hot blooded handsome guy.
=.=
One day, I am going to get myself a handsome good looking masseuse, you wait.
Looking all relaxed after the spa
Back at the hotel, Celia and I decided to head for the pool before dinner.
Tara Mantra's pools design were really impressive.
Pools because there were three of them , on three different levels, and they were arranged in a way that the top pool cascaded down to the second level and then down to the bottom.
second pool view from my room
third pool view (ground floor) from my room
Rooms view from the pool
Third pool view from the bottom
Then at the end, where the third pool was, you'd find an elegant curve bar.
The whole setting was just thrilling.
We spent the rest of the afternoon chatting in and out of the pool, lying on the bed under the sheds (next to the pool), while a waiter came and asked if we would like some cocktails. Heaven!
Finally, it was time for dinner.
Being special guests of the hotel, we felt like VIPs.
Cecelia grinning after an afternoon's pamper and good food ready to be served. Mmmm...
All I can say is... Tara Mantra put up one heck of a seafood dinner that's utterly delicious.
And I do mean one-crazy-insane-amount-heck!
