Sarah Rees 
The beach had come alive with visitors – all congregating with cameras in hand. The sunset here always draws a big crowd…
The clouds began to change into a golden, candyfloss pink behind the palm trees at the back of the beach. At Railay Beach the golden hour was upon us and the sand had started to catch the hazy reflections of the sunset…
The spectacular limestone karst scenery and the little boats moored at the shore began turning into striking silhouettes.
The shoreline was getting busy with photographers and tourists hoping to capture the perfect photo souvenir.
Gradually the sky was turning to fire. The clouds turning a dark lilac and peach…
The sunset was evolving before our eyes. The distant limestone islands on the horizon were morphing into various shades of dusky blue – beautiful overlapping silhouettes in front of the setting sun.
The tide was reatreating, and the wet sand mirrored the sunset. I watched as the boats disappeared into the distance one by one. Tourists wandered back to their hotels. All that remained on the beach were the local children laughing and playing – such tiny silhouettes against the imposing cliffs. It was a beautiful night to remember…
