After scuba diving, snorkeling, and turtle releasing, we still had a few days before our flight to India. Karen and I decided to head for a nearby national park. Unfortunately, Karen’s last meal in Khao Lak went to war with her stomach- we suspect it was the mayo on her hamburger. Why¬†does every hamburger in Southeast Asia have mayo on it? If you find out, let us know.

Luckily, Karen made it through the 2-hour bus ride to Khao Sok National Park before unleashing a visually-spectacular puking performance in the hotel bathroom. Sorry, there’s no video. But it was truly a tour de force.

Karen after the show

Needless to say, I was on my own for a while. Reading about the magnificent karst formations in the park brought back memories of spending my birthday in Spain’s karst country a couple years ago.

Karst Ken

So I signed up for a boating/hiking/caving adventure. Yeah, all that in one day…

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For the record, in the subsequent sunny days, Karen recovered… and so did my shoes.