Day 13
The day (well, half day) after the Full moon party
The day (well, half day) after the Full moon party
The next morning/afternoon we woke up and headed onto our little porch where our doggie companion emerged from under our bungalow, he slept there every night. However, we were not feeling so great after the full moon party so after a breakfast of hangover treats such as coke, we spent the day just walking around the coast and watching the sunset on a sand island thing in the middle of the sea. We only really felt alive after a shower and a pit-stop to the chicken lady who serves the most amazing chicken on a stick soaked in some sort of sauce (Josh's new crush). Then our evening was spent in a little place run by a guy from Manchester, with delicious Thai food and beer - the place came complete with a Thai baby who couldn't stop staring at Josh and was the centre of attention.
We then moved to the beach and watched this amazing thunderstorm that was happening way in the distance and dogs kept sneaking up on us to sit with us. A few more drinks turned us into deep meaningful people who were sad to leave the beach the next day.
We then moved to the beach and watched this amazing thunderstorm that was happening way in the distance and dogs kept sneaking up on us to sit with us. A few more drinks turned us into deep meaningful people who were sad to leave the beach the next day.
Day 14
The day that ended in a massive strop
The day that ended in a massive strop
We had to get up early the next day in order to catch a boat back to Surat Thani and so we had one last prance and frolic on the beach and a nice breakfast before packing up and heading to the port. We got given stickers showing our destination and got onto the boat called 'Joint'. The rest of the journey we spent lying out on the deck with our feet dangling off the edge. Considering our last boat trip I got very burnt we suncreamed up. But even with suncream, my poor feet were forgotten about and burnt. Excellent.
Getting off the boat we boarded a coach towards Surat Thani. We then had a weird stop over in a shack where a little puppy was playing and we picked up the classy treat of Oreos, finally we found ourselves packed into a TINY minibus to Hat Yai by a very shouty man! This is where things build up on the Hannah strop-o-meter.
The angry bus driver continued to yell at us throughout the 7 hour journey, making us get out of the mini bus at random petrol stations and telling us to put our bags on our laps, leaving us with no leg room at all (especially with leggy Josh). We took some sort of University detour to pick up a girl taking (what looked like) all her room's contents in big white sacks which made the minibus even more packed and although we were due into Hat Yai at 10pm we didn't get there until gone midnight. We were dropped off by a random hostel the taxi man was trying to convince us to stay at that looked pretty scary and empty (not good signs). We found this is a normal trick bus drivers use and we were having none of it but when we tried to explain this to angry man he decided to drive off. Most people in Thailand are so friendly and welcoming, this taxi man was very angry and didn't really help us out at all. We were left pretty lost.
Then two motorcyclists offered us a ride which was very nice, but with my big backpack and handbag and the fact I am not a stable person I was not at all tempted. I kind of wanted to keep my body in tact, I am NO ballerina... I'm more Bambi on ice. We then walked around with my sun burnt feet killing me trying to find someone/anyone.
Finally we found a tuk tuk but Josh wanted to barter our fee and so made the driver drop us off at the train station that was meant to be a five minute walk to the hostel. (Even though I wanted to be dropped off at the hostel, by this point Josh's pride meant we could not go back on the deal). The five minute walk turned into a trek across the train tracks, going to a random food shack where locals who spoke no English crowded around our map and welcomed us into their home to try and help us. We realised they were friendly but didn't really understand us so we walked a bit further....
We then ended up in a red light district.
Meanwhile the local Thai man from the shack had got on his scooter and followed us to tell us we were on the wrong side of the train tracks and so we had to walk all the way back whilst dogs barked at us and the red light district ladiesss were all enjoying their evening.
At this point it was early morning, my feet were killing me and so...
I threw a massive strop
After a bit of cheering up we continued to finally find Cathay Guest House. We had a pot noodle and a beer before heading to bed but this is when I noticed our bathroom had a squat toilet and cockroaches.
I had another strop.
Unfortunately I was not in a good mood that day! ha ha. Although when we both got woken up at 8am by loud traffic and random trucks with speakers on - it made me giggle to see Josh equally as pissed off. We got up and tried to find some THAI FRIED CHICKEN. (Yes, we really would travel all this way for chicken)
Also, to be honest, Cathay Guest House has a lovely vibe, with a beer garden/courtyard and friendly staff but it is a budget place... so expect the quirky wake up calls of the street and cockroaches!
Getting off the boat we boarded a coach towards Surat Thani. We then had a weird stop over in a shack where a little puppy was playing and we picked up the classy treat of Oreos, finally we found ourselves packed into a TINY minibus to Hat Yai by a very shouty man! This is where things build up on the Hannah strop-o-meter.
The angry bus driver continued to yell at us throughout the 7 hour journey, making us get out of the mini bus at random petrol stations and telling us to put our bags on our laps, leaving us with no leg room at all (especially with leggy Josh). We took some sort of University detour to pick up a girl taking (what looked like) all her room's contents in big white sacks which made the minibus even more packed and although we were due into Hat Yai at 10pm we didn't get there until gone midnight. We were dropped off by a random hostel the taxi man was trying to convince us to stay at that looked pretty scary and empty (not good signs). We found this is a normal trick bus drivers use and we were having none of it but when we tried to explain this to angry man he decided to drive off. Most people in Thailand are so friendly and welcoming, this taxi man was very angry and didn't really help us out at all. We were left pretty lost.
Then two motorcyclists offered us a ride which was very nice, but with my big backpack and handbag and the fact I am not a stable person I was not at all tempted. I kind of wanted to keep my body in tact, I am NO ballerina... I'm more Bambi on ice. We then walked around with my sun burnt feet killing me trying to find someone/anyone.
Finally we found a tuk tuk but Josh wanted to barter our fee and so made the driver drop us off at the train station that was meant to be a five minute walk to the hostel. (Even though I wanted to be dropped off at the hostel, by this point Josh's pride meant we could not go back on the deal). The five minute walk turned into a trek across the train tracks, going to a random food shack where locals who spoke no English crowded around our map and welcomed us into their home to try and help us. We realised they were friendly but didn't really understand us so we walked a bit further....
We then ended up in a red light district.
Meanwhile the local Thai man from the shack had got on his scooter and followed us to tell us we were on the wrong side of the train tracks and so we had to walk all the way back whilst dogs barked at us and the red light district ladiesss were all enjoying their evening.
At this point it was early morning, my feet were killing me and so...
I threw a massive strop
After a bit of cheering up we continued to finally find Cathay Guest House. We had a pot noodle and a beer before heading to bed but this is when I noticed our bathroom had a squat toilet and cockroaches.
I had another strop.
Unfortunately I was not in a good mood that day! ha ha. Although when we both got woken up at 8am by loud traffic and random trucks with speakers on - it made me giggle to see Josh equally as pissed off. We got up and tried to find some THAI FRIED CHICKEN. (Yes, we really would travel all this way for chicken)
Also, to be honest, Cathay Guest House has a lovely vibe, with a beer garden/courtyard and friendly staff but it is a budget place... so expect the quirky wake up calls of the street and cockroaches!
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