Monday, April 29, 2013

Day 97: Ko Samui

I spent the morning planning what to do after Thailand. There are so many options and things that I want to see, but as time passes, the days get hotter and the monsoon season starts keeping up on us. My plans off travels have changed so often that's it is hard to decide where to go once my time is done in Southeast Asia.

Regardless, I met up with a German girl named Sarah and we decided to go check out one of the beaches. We decided against going to the Chaweng beach because it is super crowded and would probably remind me of the filth of Pa Tong beach in Phuket. Me made our was down via moped to Lamai beach, which is supposed to be more secluded. The beach was very nice and there were plenty of palm trees to give us some natural shade rather than pay to rent a lounge chair and umbrella. We grabbed a Som Tom Papaya salad and some chicken on a stick and relaxed on the beach all day. The beach was rather empty, so I wasn't disgusted by a flood of tourists and an ocean overflowing with trash and jet skis.

We eventually made our way back to the hostel so we could get some rest before the night. A group of new comers and new friends gathered to hit the town. A guy from the UK brought out a deck of cards and had us playing some good games while we were eating dinner. After dinner, we migrated over to the nightlife scene. The German girl really wanted to go into an exotic dancing club, as she had never seen one before; we walked in and figured out the cheapest drink was $12 and turned right back around. We found a great bar where we could sit down and play some good drinking games with the carsd. After a couple rounds of buckets (small buckets filled with your choice of a liquor and a mixer), the group split between going in and staying out. On our was back to the hostel, the guy from the UK wanted to use the restroom at the McDonalds. When he came out, he was accosted by a ladyboy. He/she was all over the Brit and wanted to go home with him. Luckily the German girl stepped in and said she was his boyfriend (it always helps to travel with a girl); the Brit was freaking out every time the ladyboy would touch him, thinking that he would get some sort of disease. We finally made it back to the hostel, disease free, to sleep off the night.



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