So it's my last night in Thailand tonight. I'm sitting in the porch at Glur Hostel with nothing but the sound of me typing and the birds tweeting in the trees. This place is a little haven, probably the nicest hostel we'll ever stay in thats for sure. Reflecting on the last time I paid 15 pound on a night out in brighton which resembled a mixture between a prison and a brothel. Here for just under 10 pounds a night you get a huge clean dorm, with 4 beds in and your own locker at the foot of your bed. Sian and I have been lucky enough that it's only been the 2 of us staying in the dorm so were living the life of luxury at hostel prices! Krabi is, well how shall i put it? Relaxing. A little less touristy and in your face. The scenery is far more breath taking than Samui. We took a boat trip to Hong Island, did some snorkelling and sunbathing on beaches that shit all over a week in Spain! We then took a boat over to stay in Phi Phi for 2 nights. Having a bit of a nightmare with finding somewhere to stay in Phi Phi it crossed my mind we could just do a day trip here to at least visit Maya Bay. (aka where The Beach was filmed) but how foolish i could of been. I've had the best 2 days of my life on that island, I could of easily stayed for more if we didnt already book flights out of here.
Upon entering the island, everyone had to pay 20 baht when arriving to help out the clean up. Even now you can still see the effects the tsunami had on Phi Phi. After we walked to the end of the pier it was literally a 2 minute walk into town, which evidently lead us to our hotel. Pirate Hotel. Right in the center of it all. Sian and I amused ourselves with the dccor of our room, the bathroom resembling the inside of a pirate ship, with toilet roll stuffed in the window to represent the "waves" of being under the sea, The highlight was probably the bathroom door itself, a clear window shutter....if sian and I had any boundaries there definatly out of the window now!
Then the infamous night out in Phi Phi, well what can I say? A couple of Spys and a Jim Beam later, after watching the fire show on the beach I found myself in a tattoo parlor being prodded at by a bamboo stick for life. Its amazing how reckless i've come to be. Before I even left for this trip, i bought my own spoon so I wouldnt catch anything whilst eating, my silk bed lining so i wouldnt get bitten in the night and made a promise to my nearest and dearest back home not to get too drunk and above all, not to get a tattoo done in Asia.
I think its safe to say the spoon, the bed linen and all my common sense has not been useful since ive been here.
I know to everyone back home you may be worried about me, but rest assured...its hard to describe but honestly if you were here, you might enjoy the same mentatility of life that i have right now. Trying everything and anything, why? Because if you dont do it you'll end up regretting it. Sure i may be carrying aids of some sort right now, but we all die sometime. If thats the life someone has chosen for me, then it will happen one way or another despite my actions. But for now, i cant help but smile at the pernament reminder of one of the best nights of my life so far. And what other tattoo parlour would give you a shot of whiskey after your tattoo because its pissing it down with rain and they want you to hang with them and get drunk instead? Only in Thailand! With one shot we made a run for it, and ended up in an Irish Bar where we met a couple of Irish lads to dance the night away with. They took us to another bar on the beach where it was literally just the four of us and the barman gave us the laptop to dj our own music to. From anything from Justin Bieber to Daughtry, we were up on the beach dancefloor in the pissing rain, bucket in one hand, other hand held high in the sky whilst it thunder and lightened before our eyes. It was such an exhilarating experience!
Later on we ended up back at the boys beachhouse, where sian disappeared with Johnny and I hang at the beachhut bar with....wait for him name...PADDY. Yes I met a real life irishman called Padrick, who has a tattoo of a Paddybar sign on his right bumcheek. My mother would be so proud! We sat up at the bar till 5 in the morning, drinking cans of Leo Beer whilst the bar owners friend played and sang to us on guitar. It was literally just 5 of us chilling around this tiny tiny bar watching the sun fighting to come up, i knew the next day we were on a boat trip to maya island so we had to get home.
With 4 hours sleep we got up for the infamous boat trip I'd been waiting my whole life for. We snorkelled around Dainty Island for a while, passed the Viking caves and then finally got dropped off at Maya Bay Island. And I think sadly i'd built it up so much in my mind that it didnt meet my expectations. The film definatly oversold it. Ive seen so much this past 6 weeks that Maya was undoubtedbly pretty, but not the best island ive been on. It was pretty cool though, to say, hey guess what? I went to that island, ive seen that shit in the flesh, ive had the tiny grains of white sand between my mosquito bitten toes, and swam in that clear bluey green emerald sea and of COURSE I listened to Moby Porcelain whilst sunbathing on the beach watching the birds fly above the green rainforest mountains. That was my moment. I can say ive done that. And ive never known so much hapiness and utter joy to be sitting in my heart than right now.
So thats the past couple of days summed up in a nutshell, tomorrow we depart our Thai ways and hop onto a plane to Kuala Lumpur to see what Malyasia has to offer for the next few days. Bring it ON.
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