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Friday, 12 March 2010

Hua Hin -- As Lak Would Have It


Hua Hin has been known as a royal retreat since the 1920s when the Palace was put in by King Rama V1, the railway station, the golf course, and so on. Lesser known though is that the first member of the royal family to build his summer home here was HRH Prince Krisda Bhiniharn Krom Phra Naresra Varariddhi (the escape artist formerly known as Prince).

He established a lovely home right on the beach adjacent the site of what would become the Sofitel Grand Centara (in those days the Railway Hotel) with unfettered views out across the emerald waters of the Gulf of Thailand. And that home stands to this day, in all its double-storey noble grandeur.

It is surrounded now by the guest villas of Baan Laksasubha, amid lush tropical gardens bursting with blooming bougainvilleas. I am welcomed by ML Laksasubha Kridakon (otherwise known as Lak, pronounced luck). The ML denotes royal lineage, she being the great grand-daughter of the aforementioned prince. Looking casual in her sarong ('You can't be hi-so all the time'), she is charm personified, and when she introduces me to her mother, it is easy to see where it comes from: her parents travelled the world as diplomats.

And this is where Lak got the inspiration for the design and decor of the villas she considers to be an extension of her house. 'It was the look and feel of what I grew up with,' she explains of the white-on-white feel which is very Hua Hin. Louvred shutters. Painted rattan furniture. A lightness, airiness. Bright and breezy. 'It's a mixture of the Cote D'Azure and Canberra,' she laughs. Her parents were based in Paris and the Aussie capital (she grew up there), among other postings. Blue striped accents hint at the former, giving everything a casual summery feel.

The villas themselves are comfortable and homely. Exactly the sort of place you want to throw your bags down in for a couple of days (well, a couple of weeks actually) and forget about the rest of the world. Lak spends Thursdays to Sundays down here, the rest of her time in Bangkok running a kindergarten operation. Her love of kids -- she has two of her own, just graduating from university in Melbourne -- comes through in the family friendly atmosphere she has created here. Kids paddle around in the pool, and enjoy pony rides on the beach. And when they've had enough outdoors, they can run inside and watch a DVD on the in-room player.

Stressed parents can enjoy a massage at the Zaanti Spa, savour a sunset drink on the sofas overlooking the sea, then eat at the hotel's reasonably priced restaurant or take the short walk into town to Hua Hin's famed wharfside seafood restaurants where an oyster, king prawn, steamed fish, etc, etc fiesta runs you around 1200 baht per couple.

Now I know why Hua Hin is known as the royal retreat. I always come away feeling like a king ... and I'm sure my pampered princess would agree.

Wednesday, 10 March 2010

High as a kite in Hua Hin ...

My plans this week are all up in the air. Not that I'm disorganised, it's just that Hua Hin -- the royal retreat two hours south of Bangkok -- is hosting the annual Hua Hin International Kite Festival and the World Kite Surfing Championships this weekend (13/14 March).

Kite surfing, for those who don't know, is where you strap your feet onto a snow board whilst your body is harnessed to a giant parachute while you desperately hang on and pray that you don't get blown all the way to Mexico. Jing jing!

I have never seen so many kite surfers on the water at once in the emerald waters off Hua Hin. Hundreds! What a festival of colour: flourescent organge, green, blue, yellow, white. Darting here and there, ducking, diving, weaving. The main fascination in watching is to see what happens when the ropes of two kite surfers get tangled? That would be spectacular in a shadenfreude kind of way (ie, bloody funny because it's happening to somebody else not me!)

I'd like to give it a go sometime. I spoke to Natsinee, a slender Thai lass, who's just completed three lessons without ending up on the tradewinds to Mexico. 'It's easy and so much fun!' she says breathlessly. Easy? Really??? 'Yes, you just turn by controlling letting the air out of one side or the other.' Does it require much physical strength? 'Yes, in the stomach,' she nods vigorously,  pointing to her abs, 'and a little bit in the arms and shoulders.' Your first few lessons you can go tandem with an instructor (sounds fun, as long as you can choose your instructor: I don't want any beefy guy in budgie smugglers strapped to my buttocks, thanks.)

A few kite surfing schools operate in Hua Hin, but one which is accredited with the IKO and carries full insurance is KBA (Kite Boarding Asia) operating from Baan Laksasubha, adjacent the Sofitel. Do not mix these guys up with Kick Boxing Asia -- you will be brought down to earth with a heavy thud and your holiday will end in tears.

Far safer then to go fly a kite, or at least watch them being flown in the annual March festival. Here you can watch dogfights (well, aerial fights with kites, not dogs filled with helium on long strings, let me make it clear to any animal lovers out there.) There are two main types in Thailand, the more classic diamond-shaped pakpao and the larger star-shaped chula.

You can also paint a kite, watch them being made, and see international kite designs too.

So drop by and join in these two events. No strings attached. Well, actually, a lot of strings attached ...