Koh Phangan & Koh Tao

Ahh good times. After the blast that was Phi Phi we made the pilgrimage to the party island of Koh Phangan, which is where they host the monthly full-moon parties. We missed the party, but after reviewing the video footage which was on display (you can buy dvd's) I did not regret our inattendence. On the TV screen were images of a plethora of idiots, hooting and hollering under the spotlight of the video camera. There seemed to be an abundance of sweaty shirtless guys convulsing in a manner which is reffered to as 'dancing'. Although we missed this strange ancient mating ritual, where the male attempts to woo the female by impressing her with his ability to digest large amounts of alcoholic liquids and proceeds to behave poorly and also urinate frequently, getting louder and rowdier until the female can no longer resist his advances, assuming that the male is able to control his body's needs for regurgitation and unconsciousness, (sorry got a little side tracked!) there were still a number of events to attend and participate in the mating game.

There was a nice little party by the waterfall which was good dirty fun, we drank alot and got carried away alot also. Safe to say I don't remember too much, but Tony's photos proved to be most interesting and informative. We stayed on one of the north beaches, which was nice and quiet; however not reccomended if you are partying on the main beach and then have to ride in the back of a ute over pot-hole ridden island roads after a long night of mushroom shakes and Sangsom whisky buckets. So after a few days on Phangan we split from our travelling buddies (amicably) and headed to the smaller, more pristine Koh Tao for some quality time together: holding hands, candlelit dinners and so forth, before Tony departed for the UK.

Koh Tao is a brilliant little island, with perfect water, cool people and friendly locals; however our arrival coincided with the arrival of shitty weather. The catamaran ride to the island over choppy seas proved to be a vomit-inducing experience for us both, with the reward of constant rain once we arrived. The lack of sunshine was a major inconvenience for us, especially as Tony's tan was not up to the standard required for bragging to his pasty housemates in England. Despite this we had a really good time, mostly due to the lovely locals who took a shining to us; in my case a sexy Thai lady, in Tony's a sexy Thai lady-boy, or more appropriately a sexy Thai lady-MAN!!! Ha ha ha, the image of Tony on the back of her motorbike brings a very large smile to my face. If Thailand had a rugby team, she would have been a front-rower for sure.

But seriously, they were both great fun, we met on the night of my lady's birthday party which she invited us to where they fed us, got us drunk and played a little kiss-the-tourist. We both had a good time, however it is feasible that I had a better time than Tony as his motorbike driver to the night-club was too drunk and crashed his bike onto the sidewalk. I'm sure his spirits rose though when his adoring lady-man proceeded to pull him off the ground and drive him to safety (how romantic!). After a couple of days it was back to Bangkok via a flooded Koh Samui (They had to shut down the airport, chaos) for the departure of the big fella back to England, and myself to the homeland (my other one) to meet the old folks. I anticipate that things will be much quieter as my parents don't like the nightlife as much as Tony. I should be able to get much more sleep, eat like a champ, and spend much less money, which is a wonderful thing cause I do enjoy travelling and apparently it requires the possesion of funds to do so.