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Chumphon (sometimes rendered as "Chumpon" or "Chomphon") is a relatively quiet, low-key tourist destination located on the east coast of peninsular Thailand, roughly halfway between Bangkok and the border with Malaysia. For many backpackers, it is little more than a point of passage to the fabled islands in the Gulf of Thailand, especially Koh Tao. However, Chumphon Province area boasts beautiful beaches, excellent SCUBA diving, and exceptional natural amenities; there are several national parks nearby where jungle treks or motorcycle tours to waterfalls and caves can be arranged easily or even self-guided. As an outpost of the Thai kingdoms dating back to the Ayutthaya period, there are also a few historical sites. Naturally, the seafood is exceptional. In general, once you're away from backpacker central, Chumphon offers a modest but very pleasant and cost-effective alternative to the oversold resorts.
Although the beaches are very nice, uncrowded and interesting, there isn't much shore diving around Chumphon. The prime diving destinations lie around local islands and rock outcrops that range from 30 minutes to 3 hours away by speedboat: Koh Ngam Noi (famous as a source of prized birds' nests), Koh Ngam Yai, Hin Lak Ngam and Hin Pae. A number of the other islands also offer diving attactions: Koh Samet, Koh Thalu, Koh Rat, and Koh Thonglang.

From Wikitravel

Image took from the ferry alont the Koh Tao-Chumphon travel.

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"Under The Big Black Sun"

what i did on my vacation for the last ten years took pictures of your town plaid perfume on my breath i mean i've been drinking scotch while touring through your town adultry makes you give things away it gets you confused adultry takes a one room vacation then it gets you alone turns into a hoonymoon scream then you have to change the sheets smoke in one hand looking for a light martini in the other hand pointing out midnight now that you pulled the school underwater and drowned the prom which man will you save for this friday you can put him in a fish pond and watch him swim around then have a catholic dinner if it isn't men it's death it's the same old testament at the cross her station keeping stood the mournful mother weeping where my man extended hung driven with nails to wood smoke in one hand looking for a drink drink in the other hand pointing out midnight at my desk as you're sleepng as the big deal of death kills me and starts leaving everbody asks me how i'm doing i'm doing everything alone rave on children and try to sleep larks must sing grave, deep melodies happy that they die the sly brown fox pulled up a glass pulled up a chair and yanked out my hair when i tried to sit i fell down when i woke up he was gone so one has a smoke one has a drink the man is gone, mary's dead good morning midnight.

By X
1982

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