Don Det is one of three main island people live on and visit in this area.  It was like nothing I’d experienced before and I loved it – so did Bex!  In fact, everyone did!

It was local and village like, cut off from the mainland and other islands other than hours of travel to get there.   There were wooden homes on stilts (flooding) over areas of land for a buffalo, pig, chickens and ducks, dogs and cats and children to run around in.

There was a school at one end, away from the tourist centre by the dock area for ease of getting in and out, and a village itself nearby.  The children were all ages, and came and went along the paths as we moved around exploring or wandering.

There were rice fields up that end too, on the sunset side of the island where we stayed – me at Happy hostel and Bex at one lower down, that I’d looked at but didn’t book, with individual wooden huts set back off the river bank.  Happy Place had huts right on the river but no air don in there, although there were hammocks that I got to try when one was empty!  Bex had a hammock outside on her veranda too which, one day, I just fell asleep in and it was heavenly!

I wandered round, followed the path around the island, and met Bex coming the other way, after the boat meeting, and that’s when we planned our trip out!