Well after a few days drifting around ...
Trip Start Oct 25, 2001
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Well they called it a beach hut, but it was overpriced for what i was getting. Costing 400Baht a night ($9) it was just a basic dark room with attatched bathroom, with the electricity shutting off between 8am and 5pm.
My room had a host of mosquitoes that had a taste for my juicy rich blood!!- Good job i had my mosquito net with me, although they still managed to bite me when not laying under the net. (in the shower, sitting on the balcony, or squatting on the toilet!!!)
I spent a whole week just doing nothing. It was great !
Made a change from the past month of constant travelling i done around Vietnam.
The sand is a pure white colour, blinding to the eyes if sunglasses not worn. The shallow seas around the island start off a light blue colour changing to a deep tropical blue as it dips to deeper waters, and the weather was almost gauranteed with not a cloud seen in the whole week i spent there.
...The daily routine was a simple one-
Get up around 8am, reserve a deck chair on the beach, have breakfast, followed by a few hours laying out on the beach.
While working on the tan a few local ladies passed by selling fresh fruits, cakes and offering legitimate massages for a reasonable price (no funny buisness!) And although i was approached by these ladies on the beach it was nothing compared to the hassles i had to endure in Vietnam. If you said 'no thanks' to them they simply left you alone. Great. Food on the island had a lot to be desired though. Local dishes were the safest option, and personal hygiene was not high on the agenda. You had to pick the restaurants carefully, as some cooks/ staff thought nothing of openly picking thier noses or scratching there asses quite openly then going off to dish up your food!!- One staff member i saw in a dodgy looking local stall started by sticking his finger up his nose then sneazed INTO a customers rice dish as he was carrying it over to his table!!! Good job it wasnt my order!!
I returned to Bangkok with a spring in my step, batteries recharged, and ready to start my travels again. In the evening i picked up my passport from the travel agents along Koh San Rd that had arranged to get my Laos tourist visa for me.
Confusious say's: Man with one chop stick go hungry!