Here we are in Koh Samui! It was a bit of an epic journey down, bus after bus after bus after ferry after incompetent taxi. But we did eventually make it, via a nice day in Bangkok where Rob and I did some casual shopping and I got my hair done (for a fifth of the price it would be in England... result. It took so long that Rob fell asleep in the hair salon, though) and Nick and Charlotte peeled off and went to this incredibly massive, stressful mall. So it's safe to say that Rob and I had a rather more zen bus journey than poor Nick and Charlotte after their stressful day (all of us, though, were aided by some very powerful Thai sleeping pills - probably illegal in 72 countries, for all the "Anchorman" fans).
We made it to our hostel, "Monkey Samui", and it is such a nice place, a bit removed from the main town so we have been whizzing about on the mopeds to get back and forth which has given us a lot more freedom and is so much cheaper. (Don't worry dad, we are being VERY safe, promise - Rob is driving so it's fine, I literally just have to sit still) We were so very excited for Full Moon, we were building it into this epic night, we were going to pre-drink, there was going to be fun and laughter.
So of course it all went wrong. Although this time, I wasn't the one injured.
Poor Nick had swollen feet ("cankles", as we fondly nicknamed them) for the duration of the journey. He and Char headed to the hospital to figure out what was wrong; turns out he had a pretty serious infection, and having gone into hospital on the 17th, he will be there for a while - probably until the 21st. He is completely fine, and doing well (he has nicknamed his drip "Doris"), but of course we felt very wrong going to Full Moon without him. So instead, I made a little moon out of paper and stuck it up in the room, we decorated, got the beers and snacks in and had our own little Full Moon party in his hospital room, complete with a movie starring Keira Knightley (that's when you know you're on to a winner of a party...). We were all obviously gutted, but it felt all wrong to even contemplate going without a member of our lovely foursome, so we stuck it out together and talked about all the fun we would have when he gets out.
Char stayed in the hospital the last couple of nights including Full Moon, so Rob and I whizzed back to the hostel after reading Nick a bedtime story (literally - I wrote him a story about a horse called Pete and a miserable seal, and a lizard named Lash Gordon) via a fabulous lightning storm on the beach. We actually ended up having a really wonderful night, the four of us, so while we were obviously disappointed to miss out on the best party EVAR, we are consoling ourselves with the thought that at least we all missed out. And I wasn't too jealous when we got up this morning and saw everyone that had gone to Full Moon looking very much the worse for wear.
Today, Rob and I went for breakfast before popping into the hospital to see Nick and Charlotte. Charlotte, Rob and I went to the beach, which was stunning, and saw a pretty spectacular sunset, then Charlotte and I headed to Tesco and bought cooking supplies, while Rob spent the evening with Nick in the hospital. Char and I are just chilling out now after a dinner of pasta, apples and green tea, feeling very pleased with ourselves and the world in general. We are happy people in a beautiful place with lovely friends - good thai-mes.
We don't have plans for tomorrow - we've stopped making plans by this point, really. We will head to Koh Tao for diving eventually, when Nick is better.
But until then, I guess we will just keep on eating pasta and 7-11 ham and cheese toasties (which are glorious, by the way, and only 20p), going to the beach, and vaguely contemplating the meaning of life.
Sorry for being so rubbish at replying to emails and messages. I have just been having too much fun to be on the internet to be honest. I am updating this blog not only with a sense of love and appreciation for you all, but also now with a strong sense of duty because I have realised that you might genuinely have all thought I was dead or constantly drunk - neither of which, in the case of the latter perhaps unfortunately, are the case. I am still alive and, for the most part, sober. Although I had a very strong mojito on the beach earlier.
Miss you all, lots of love, xxxxxxxxxxxx <3
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