Koh to the Phanang

Accross the water lay an international island adventure. As always with Koh Phanang, it was filled with stupidly loud dance music, loads of incredible fire twirling, foam parties, beach balloon games, buckets, very questionable milkshakes and general madness. I love it. My second trip there and not likely the last.

Eventually Mathew sorted out his visa situation and met up with me over at the island. We got ajoining rooms at our hotel and arranged to hang out with the three Norwegians I had met the night before. We went over to their place for some pre-drinking and the madness ensued. Anyone who has spent time with me will know that I like a drink or two and am normally the one leading the charge in the drinking department. Not this time. These young psychopaths taunted me with abuse as I turned down drinks in favor of making it past 11pm. We played a variety of drinking games- mostly similar to those with which I am familiar but with some strange adjustments in the rules. We eventually made it out of the house to a pool party down the other end of the beach. Craziness. The girl were completely wasted. I restrained myself from saying 'HA! now who's soft??'

My last trip to Thailand I never got around to having a massage. Strange I know. Mathew was a bit of a Thai-massage veteran so he convinced me to give it a try. Best $7 I ever spent. For someone with as poor flexibility as I, this was a much needed bizarre stretching/massaging experience. As my muscles spasmed in pain and reacted in weird ways my masseuse, Matt and his all had a good laugh. I really need to work on my stretching obviously. Now I am just sorry I didn't go back for more.

As soon as Stroose caught wind of the Foam party going on down the beach he was as fired up as ever. It was pretty awesome actually. One of the bars down the beach had set up a big outdoor section that had foam everywhere. I don't know what it is about foam but people seem to go a bit mental and lose their sense of reality. Awesome huh?

While we were not there for the Full Moon Party this time around. We still met our fair share of interesting individuals from all around the world and got up to our fair share of shenanigans.

As always it was sad to leave. Saying goodbye to travelers you meet along the way is never an easy task. Waiting at the airport in Samui, reflecting on the weeks that preceeded and those to come I looked around to notice one of the most beautiful and picturesque airports I have ever come across. It deserved a picture or two as I lay out in the sun to soak up my last chance at a little colour before the very long winter that lay ahead of me.