I remember my first impression when I flew from Japan to Thailand. The scrap heap of old rusting iron at the end of the runway, Holy heck, how does anything get done here? So we leave the airport, find a cab to take us the 20 minute drive to the ferry, which is leaving in 20 minutes. If we miss this boat we have to overnight until the next one. "Can you get us to so-and-so before the ferry goes?" The driver nods. "I think so." He then drives at maybe 1mph faster than the speed limit. Everyone is driving really nicely (by my London measure). We're sweating in the back, and not just the humidity. The driver reaches back. "Gimme 20 (whateveritis)" We're like, OMG, we're bing mugged in the cab! "It's for the environment," he explains. "There's a tax on the ferry dock ..." and goes on to explain there's an environmental recovery project running around the little ferry. So we pay up. When we get to the jetty, with literally a minute to spare, he throws the money back at us. "No-one collecting today ..." Unload cab, race to ferry, leap on board. Sit down. Relax ...The ferry left about 40 minutes later.