Kantang District

Kantang

Kantang Province

Kingdom of Thailand

23 April 2026

Hello,

The drive from Hat Yau Beach to Trang City is uneventful.  We pass through farming communities and small-towns.  The main street is lined with shops selling automotive and agricultural equipment.  “Not much to write home about.”

As Chan is our driver now, he is determined. He first takes Gary and me to the Kantang Hot Spring Forest Park. The spring is inviting.  The forest park provides a canopy walk.  The trees are clumped together in a green mass that sways with the breeze.  Birds welcome us.  After that lovely walk we make a stop at the Kantang Railway Station (1917).  It’s still a working station.  And a tourist stop.

I take the obligatory shots in both places.  Even a video of bird song in the park.  As is my wont, I shoot a tour group at the railway station and, naturally, pose with them as well.

Compared to the images of my sail on the Adaman Sea, the photos at the Hot Spring and the Station are underwhelming.  Tentatively I decided not to post the photos.

Then it hit me!  Counting! Counting Provinces in Thailand.

I have done my share of counting.  Counting countries!  For example, The Century Travel Club counts countries visited when you have only changed planes in an airport. They also count remote areas and territories. Alaska and Puerto Rico and mainland USA count as three countries! My count is well over a hundred, the obvious requirement for membership.  But that’s not for me. 

The Most Traveled People club counts not only countries but also provinces within certain countries.  But how can I determine the provinces during my many visits to France?  I did try.  But only with some research. Finally, I became so frustrated as I tried to determine the provinces I had visited in China, I deleted the app.

My bottom line:  I count only UN recognized sovereign countries.

By the way, my friend Larry proudly announced that he has visited all fifty states of the United States!  He beats me by five!

Thailand has seventy-seven Provinces.  How many have I seen?  I started counting.  I’m up to forty-nine.  So…Kantang Province, the home of the Hot Spring and the Railway Station makes Fifty!

Now that’s a milestone! A worthy reason for me to post the photos!

What are you counting?  

Books read so far this year?

Lifetime number of species of birds seen in the wild?  

Number of Coen Brothers videos you have watched and watched again?

 Number of grandchildren?

Number of visits, telephone calls made, and letters sent to relatives and friends?

My friends, here’s our secret: Let’s keep on counting!

Cheers,

Jan

PS With a bit of (delayed!) research, it took all of two clicks of my mouse, I am embarrassed to report that Kantang is not a province of Thailand.  Kantang is a District of Trang Province.  So I'll keep on traveling and keep on counting provinces:  South again to Nakhon Si Yammarat Province or furthest south to Songkhla Province on the Malaysian border?

Travel buddies welcome!

 

Sail the Andaman Sea

Hat Chao Mai National Park

Sikao and Kantang Districts

Trang Province

Thailand

April 23, 2026

Hello,

Last month my Facebook Feed highlighted an ad for a cruise on the Andaman Sea.  I answered the ad, and booked a three-day two-night sail on the Mohana yacht. Gary, my good friend here, decided to join me. (For many years Gary actually lived on a boat in Seattle!)

Chan, the Cruise Manager picks us up at the Trang Airport in southern Thailand.  We drive to Hat Yao Beach where we spend the night.  In the morning, with a crew of three. we set sail for Kradan Island.  The next day we visit Muk Island. (Chan, Captain Boonchok and Sailor Ta.)

Sights and Surprises:

Hat Yau Beach is surrounded by limestone karst hills.  In the evening, facing west towards the sea, the hills darken and the clouds turn red-pink.  At dinner, I decide that before we set sail in the morning, I will take a sunrise stroll.  Will I be able to see the sun strike the hills from the east? I do! And more! **

The sea is calm and the winds gentle. When the winds freshen, Captain Boonchok turns off the motor.  Chan and Ta hoist the sheets. We sail!

Moored off Kradan Island. Gary paddles about in a rubber dinghy.  Wrapped with life jacket, Jan jumps in and “swims” around the boat. Then Chan paddles me to shore.  I shoot the sights along the beach.

The next day we visit Muk Island.

The sail is invigorating. The scenery inspiring.  The fresh food delicious.

The sail is invigorating! The scenery inspiring!  The fresh food delicious!

You in the neighborhood?  We’ll book another!

Cheers,

Jan

 

** Set back from the road, a Thai woman is busy with her morning chores. I take a shot.  I decide to show her the image.  She invites me to her home and offers tea.  Gai introduces me to Manfred, her partner in this sunlit morning paradise.

On the wall of their home, Manfred has hung a map of his original home:  The German Island of Juist in the North Sea. We commence an enthusiastic conversation in Thai-German-English!

Chan knows Manfred. (Here everyone knows everyone.)  When sailing out of the marina, Chan points out Manfed’s sailboat.  Manfred sailed here from the North Sea!  That raises two questions: How long did it take him to sail to southern Thailand?  What was his route?  Down the Danube to the Black Sea and Suez?  Or down the coast of western Europe through Gibraltar.

I make a mental note: When next in Europe and in honor of my encounter with Gia and Manfred, I’ll take the ferry to what appears to be yet another serene paradise: Juist!  No cars! Sand dunes and the Sea.   

I tire towards the end of my walk. A young man on a motorbike offers to take me back to my hotel room.  Out on the sail, Chan mentions that he knew that I had taken that ride.   Down here, folks are so kind.  And everyone knows everyone!

 

I have had many positive comments regarding this trip.  Thank you all.

My friend Jeremy wrote one of my favorites:

Great letter and pics 

As I have time on my hands, I composed a little haiku (5:7:5) in homage of your trip: 

Short voyage, long tales

Sea gifts him a younger heart 

Tides bow as he leaves

Bridges of China

Jomtien Beach

Chon Buri Province

Thailand

November 3, 2025

Hello, 

The Huajiang Grand Canyon Bridge in Guizhou Province, China is the highest bridge in the world.  This colossal structure opened in September, 2025.

Who knows if I shall ever visit this marvel of engineering.  Nevertheless, I am motivated to collect many of my photos of bridges that I have already seen in the People's Republic of China.

I do have my favorites: The Seventeen Arch Bridge at the Summer Palace in Beijing. The Uncountable Lions Bridge in Wanping City.  The pink! steel arch Bailing Bridge in Fuxing, Taiwan.  And how can I forget the rickety walkway-bridge at Zhangjiajie National Park?

Please click on the photo above for my Gallery of Bridges.   And scroll down for  videos of the Highest Bridge in the World.

Cheers,

Jan

PS Which bridge is your favorite?

Two videos below.  The first one is a brief travel video.   The second one runs about twenty minutes and reviews the construction process.  But don't worry.  Even those of us with humanities degrees or business degrees will understand the basic engineerimng principles.  The history is fascinating.  The problem solving is astonishing.

 

Cheers and Memories

 

Prelude

At thirty-eight, I ran the first of my six completed Marathons in September, 1978 in New York City. The race traverses all five boroughs of the City.  The race begins at Fort Wadsworth Park in Staten Island and immediately crosses the Verrazano Narrows Bridge across New York Bay to Brooklyn.  Through Bay Ridge and downtown Brooklyn and across the Pulaski Bridge to Queens.  Then across the 59th Street-Queensborough Bridge to Manhattan, north to the Willis Avenue Bridge to the South Bronx, and then the Madison Avenue Bridge back to Manhattan, through Harlem and Central Park and finally to Tavern on the Green Restaurant near Columbus Circle.  (A friend of mine quipped, “I wouldn’t even want to drive that route!”)  The race covers the standard marathon distance of 26.2 miles or 42.2 kilometers!

Here's a cute story I like to tell about that race: “I ran the race with the famous marathoner Bill Rogers!  He is the eventual winner at 2’ 10”….  But when he crossed the finish line in Manhattan, I was still slogging along in Brooklyn!”

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Jomtien Beach

Thailand

Early Sunday Morning

July 20, 2025

Windy and Overcast

Hello,

And speaking about runners slogging (or just walking) along:

 By the time I realize what is happening in my neighborhood this morning, the Pattaya Marathon had been in progress for three hours. The elite runners and well-trained long-distance runners have already crossed the finish line.  Since my location on the route is at 32 kilometers. or about 20 miles, I am watching “the back of the pack.”

Folks Along the Way

Bangkok

Thailand

June 19, 2025

Hello,

In May 2022, my friends Roberta and Sergio and I traveled to Iran.  I think I can speak for them and say that it was a favorite journey.

I decided today to look back at my trip and collect photos of some of the folks I met along the way.

Today is also a special day.  My former wife, the late Alice Dawn would have been celebrating her Eighty-fifth Birthday.  Alice was a devoted teacher of French and a dedicated activist for peace in the 1960's and 70's. I am certain she would have been supportive of my project today.

Please click on the photo above for the photo gallery.

You can find my Iran travel letters, photographs and videos on this website.

All the best,

Jan

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