In search of someplace quiet

When it came time to leave Hua Hin we decided it was time to find a quite beach and Chompon seemed like the place to be. Our train ride down was long slow and hot. Eight hours on a train is far too long especially under the minimal comforts of third class. Im not saying its a bad way to travel, after all it cost $1.67 to get there so certain comforts cant be expected. Though in the end we decided we would pay the extra fees for second class which gives a little bit more creature comforts like cushioned seats and fans may make long cross country rides more barable. We exited the train in Chompon expecting to be within walking distance to the beach. We were approached by two young Thai girls in pink FAME travel shirts who asked where we were staying. "Not sure yet, we were just gonna head to the beach and find a place there" I said. "Oh so you need taxi?" she replied. "No we'll just walk." I responded, to which she laughed and informed me that the beach was 15k away! She said she had a room in her guesthouse 4 minutes away and should us pictures from her binder. "Is there a pool at least" I inquired "No, No pool, biut there is a restaurant and you can wait and I'll call around" Chris and I looked at each other quizically. Until now this was the first time I felt maybe we were being set up for something. How many guesthouse employees wait at train stations for westeners to show up, tired and weary at 6pm , in order to convince them to stay at a place of which we'd never heard. This is the scene straight out of a B horror movie where unsuspecting tourists get mugged beaten and sold into third world slavery. But hey they were young, and looked harmless and we decided to follow them as long as we were on main streets and in town and if they decided to lure us into some little alley or shady looking building we'd run like Usain Bolt in the Olympics back to the train depot.So a few minutes pass, main streets we walk and into a cafe with normal looking people eating talking and surfing the internet. Ok, they were legit and helpful after all and I felt a little guilty of suspecting two young girls who couldve hosted the Thai version of the Mickey ouse Club of nefarious intentions, but not too guilty.

She showed us a room and it was very clean and we were very tired so we checked in with the intent of getting some rest and figuring out how to get to the beach. We discovered that beach taxi trucks roll by every hour during the daytime to take visitors to the beach so we could catch one there in the morning. We had not heard of the Thung Waea Lang beach but it was going to have to do. In the morning we got up and waited for the truck taxi. Its a small pickup with two benches running the length of the side with a windowless cab cover designed to the scale of Thais and not westeners so we crammed our way in for the 15 minute ride out. We arrived in this beach community and deposited in front of Sand and Sun Bungalows across the street from the beach. Looking up and down this quiet road we could see other places to stay but this was the only one with a clear view of the beach so we checked into our one room bungalow and crossed over to the beach. The solitude here was amazing. The beach stretched for quite a distance around a cove and ended at the base of a large hills peak. The sand was white and the water blue green and we were the only people within sight. We had somehow stumbled into a deserted little beach village with as many people as we could count on our hands. There were only a handful of eateries shops and guesthouses/hotels and we were the only westeners there. The place was all to ourselves and the much needed respite from the hub bub of Hua Hin would be well absorbed! We would stay here for a few days walking aimlessly to a restaurant to eat, a shop for drinks and the beach for relaxing. I honestly could have stayed there for weeks but we had an agenda. Im sure during season this place rocks with visitors and the beach is jammed but on this three day venture we found complete solitude.