Sorry for the titles. They just keep getting lamer.
I have arrived safely in Ko Tao, and am very much enjoying this relatively peaceful little island despite all the eighteen year olds hanging out in their "I've been tubing in the Vang Vieng" t-shirts - well done, you got drunk on a river. Truly, that is a feat that merits a tacky tank top. Not that I am being superior about "I've done x/y/z" t-shirts as such, it's just that getting really lashed sitting in a tyre on a river seems like an odd thing to celebrate and proclaim from the rooftops via the medium of badly-made, badly-designed clothing. Maybe it's kind of a secret club, like Fight Club, and once you join and have your magic tank top, you truly grasp the significance and majesty of the thing. Maybe I am just a horrid lame cynic trashing on "GAP YAH"s' good times. But it seems pretty ridiculous to me.
But anyway, yes, Ko Tao is great. We are holed up in a quiet hostel called Lotus Mountain View that is not only cheaper than dorms, but far prettier, very close to the beach and away from the main drag.
I have been attending Hatha Yoga classes - two hours every morning - which has done wonders for my state of body and mind. It is something I will certainly continue when I come back home, partly because the instructor said I am a natural and everyone loves a compliment, and partly because it just leaves you feeling utterly zen and sensational and like a new, better person - a person that gets up in the morning and does yoga instead of lying in bed, resentful and hungover. I want to continue being that new person.
I also had a full-body massage today, and had my eyebrows done, drunk half a large carton of orange juice and read my book a bit.
Going back to work is going to be such a shock.
I am truly feeling at new levels of calm at the moment. Nothing bothers me (apart from those Vang Vieng tank tops I mentioned, but if there is going to be an exception to a rule it may as well be that one), everything is beautiful and brilliant. I think it must be the yoga. I think I'm turning into a hippy. I've suspected it for a while but I am forced to acknowledge now that I am basically hippified.
Nick arrives from Koh Phagnan tomorrow which will be great, so we will get to see him before we leave. We are going to book a speedboat to get to Phuket on Friday (exciting times) and then fly to Singapore Saturday morning, where we are very excited to see both Simon, Irene and Robin, and also Kai. And Gabi, of course, who is meeting us there so the three of us can fly to Indonesia together and continue our travels.
On a note which I know will sadden you all, my Topshop ballet flats breathed their final breath in Koh Samui. They were still technically holding together thanks to my sewing skills, but they smelt so bad and looked so rough that Rob pretty much wouldn't let me leave the island until I ditched them. And then we happened to find a pair of (not as good, obviously - I basically hate them, but only because they're not my lovely old flats) replacements, and I pretty much had to leave the gross ones behind. I nearly shed a tear.
Will update again at some point, not sure when - I like to keep you all guessing, ha. No, it's just that I don't know if I will update before we leave Thailand or not. I imagine I will, but if not, Thailand has been absolutely brilliant and yet again, I am reminded of how lucky I am to be travelling, how much my life has been enhanced and how open I now am to appreciating beauty in both places and people.
I am such a hippy.
Love to all xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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