Directly following our flight back from Chiang Mai, we spent the day in Bangkok and then took the night bus down to Surat Thani and then a ferry across to the island of Samui.
We arrived at the ferry port in the early morning after an uneventful ride south. The night bus ride wasn't too terrible.... No, the terrible part was the ferry over to Koh Samui. We sat outside on the upper deck, mouths firmly pressed closed, hands balled up and white knuckled, eyes fixed on the horizon. Our mantra became, "I will not puke. I will not puke. I will not puke..." As the boat sped through tossing waves.
A group of attractive Australians stood talking and laughing at the railing, like an ad in a travel magazine. I watched one model-esque tanned male flip his hair back in the breeze, as I continued to stare fixedly at the horizon, trying my best to ignore the retching sounds of the Chinese man sitting behind me.
Finally, we arrived at the island, white faced and grateful to be on solid land. We took a cab to our hostel and sprawled into our beds, exhausted but ready to hit the beach.
A good summary of our time on Koh Samui is as follows: We ate a lot, we swam a bit, we did nothing.
Unfortunately the weather was constantly overcast, but it didn't stop us from laying out on the beach all day, trying to catch some rays.
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| Chilling at a cafe in Bangkok |
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