With no prospect of snorkeling and the twin beach strips of Panang Cenang and Panang Tengah doing little to inspire me, I put it down to the climate again that I couldnt even find enough stimulus within me to visit the one point of note, South East Asia's largest aquarium, or saddle myself with a cycle or moped ride around the island as I had previously threatened. It proved enough just to wander the beach, testing out my new camera and coming to terms with a major about face dawning on me. I had elected due to the weather that Laos and Cambodia was not now a realistic course of action after all, compounded by the sentiment that I really was now very impatient to see Oz approaching over the horizon within an acceptable timescale. I was then left wondering whether my present track back north to Thailand was the best course then, but I reasoned that going back up at least as far as Bangkok would square away at least one corner of the continent. It proved to be fated in the end since checking around for cheap flights to Sabah, a Bangkok to Kota Kinanbalu seat proved to be the best deal going. That certainly made sense too in as much as I already had the guidebook for the Eastern Malaysian provinces, and struggling to muster motivation they appealed to me as promising to be a little more interesting. It was the island of Borneo after all! And with the dinky little Sultanate of Brunei thrown in for good measure to add a little more flavour to the mix. Going back to Bangkok would also help me settle a few practicalities such as securing more anti-malarial tablets, more expensive and requiring a prescription in Malaysia. I would also be able to ditch my disappointing "yellow bible", the renowned Lonely Planet South East Asia guidebook and replace it with a doubtless more useful dedicated Indonesia book. And then there was Benz. I didnt care anymore about my past experiences and rather hoped I wouldnt bump into her again, it wouldnt serve any purpose. But then I rather wanted to see Bangkok in a new light with all the many layers of bullshit now firmly pushed behind me. Maybe I would still hate it but at least that might now be for the right reasons I hoped.