Day 83: Monkey Beach & Kayak Clumsiness
Trip Start May 20, 2008
77Trip End Aug 19, 2008
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After some wading and snorkeling we turned to our feet for the island circumnavigation. Due to speed and tide issues we were only able to make it a fifth the way around, but in the process discovered two magical less populated beaches with good waves where we lounged around for the rest of the afternoon watching the sunset and getting splashed in this and that direction. The tranquility of it all was on par with one of those "change your latitude" Corona commercials but having not adequately thought ahead, we had no beer bottles on hand to complete the latitude-changing.
Rolling around in mild waves eventually got old so we trekked on back to the main town and devoted the next hour to making rounds on the interwebs. On the 16th we planned to stay on Ko Pha-Ngan for one of its infamous "Full Moon Parties," but accommodation allegedly books up a full week in advance and we'd yet to figure out where we were staying there. While Mr. Jeff dispatched some emails to loved ones, I took it upon myself to resolve this reservation dilemma. The few bungalows and inns listed in our guidebook either had non-working phone numbers or were already reserved. Luckily Ko Pha-Ngan is situated a simple half hour 24/7 ferry ride from the adjacent more touristy Ko Samui, and it was on this island that we found our bungalow for the next few nights. We'd disembark Ko Phi Phi tomorrow and be on Ko Samui the next morning. Victory; now it was nightlife time.
As today was the Queen's birthday, this night was considerably quieter than the last. Most of the bars were closed and the beaches were pyromaniac-free, and there was no drinks-for-boxing-match deal to be had. One hilarious belligerent man who was probably high on a substance other than weed began ranting at the top of his lungs about some other man who stole his girl and how he'd make this guy pay at the Full Moon Party on Saturday, providing welcome comic relief to us and irritated sighs from the locals who probably see "farang" outbursts like this daily. There was also an adorable stray cat who befriended us around midnight, but that aside there were few other stories. We spent most of the night wandering around pigging out at the various crepe stalls around town and stalking the cute stray cat. I miss those Thai crepes... they were like eggy Indian flatbread drenched in condensed milk, with (insert fruit here) for filling and were cheap. The banana/nutella type was the best.
A relaxing, low-key day overall.
Food Poisonings = Zero
Quote of the Night = Tipsy Annoyed Local: "F@cking farang!!" (farang = Westerner)