On A Beach

The turkey, brandy and spring rolls have now since been digested. The firework mess cleared up. The decorations dropped quicker than the needles off a Tesco value Christmas tree and now everyone is gearing up towards the new year celebrations.

On boxing day, I left Koh Samui and my festive memories behind in search of the Sun - to Koh Phangan.

The boat crossing was much better than the last and I managed to make it through the entire journey seated the whole way! The sun was shining and things were looking up. I decided to distance myself from the full moon crowd and head to the other side of the island; a bay with 2 beaches called (XXX). After a shaky truck ride to the resort, I was really happy with the choice, a lovely beachside bungalow with all the amenities ie. bed, fan & cold shower.

I've now been here 3 days, and I was wandering what I might write in my blog as I spent most of yesterday turning myself a darker shade of pale and dipping in and out of the sea. I met some new friends - Toby, Mark & Sam. We went out for a few drinks last night and wound up in a chilled bar with the only gay in the village (not just us and him I might add!). Though as much as he tried, he failed in attempts to turn the male members of our party.

I met the guys down on the beach as I went for a beach length jog this morning. Then followed another hectic day of lying on the golden sands doing nothing.

What a surprise when some of the local lads challenged us to a 3-a-side football match! Coconuts for goalposts, sand and shingle tearing the skin off the top of your feet... ah isn't it, aren't they... ahh We had to throw in the towel at 6-6 as our pink English feet could no longer take the salt quite literally being rubbed in the wound. The 2nd leg may follow on tomorrow, though I doubt we'll ever see a home advantage!



(But just see the boy Fonfara dazzling the locals!!)