Koh Phangan:

Journey to Koh Phangan was surprisingly smooth, we got a 1 and a half hour ferry where we met Jamie Wardle and Tom Francis on board and so spent the journey swapping stories from our trips and laughing at Steph's stupid comments about Thai peoples feet. amy's gay.Nat personally welcomed us to the island by shouting "Welcome to Koh Phangan b****es!" much to the other passengers bemusement.

Our accomodation was really nice (a vast improvement on Koh Tao) with a private pool and beach and a very friendly bar man 'Toy' who, despite his failure to remember food orders and severe mood swings, soon became a firm friend. Our fondess for him only grew when on the last day he wore atshirt sporting the phrase 'i've got your tickets...to the gun show'. We're not sure he knew what this meant. Quite a surprising choice for an ex monk who gave us a book about the path to enlightenment while we enjoyed our frist hangover breakfast.

The weather in Koh Phangan wasn't great so we spent the majority of our daytimes recovering from the nights before and visiting the only half decent cafe within about 20minutes walk 'Niras'. As if Toy's food service skills weren't bad enough at Niras we met a man a million times more incompetent. Not only on one occassion did he deny us water when we could see a whole fridge full but on one day he allowed us to sit down pouring over the menus for half an hour before telling us there was no food.

Nightlife in Koh Phangan was INSANE. There were foam parties, rings of fire, waterslides, fire limbo etc. and numerous bars along the beach playing all different kinds of music. We also met many people from our travels so far here; boys from Bangkok, swedes from Koh Tao, CJ and Adam from Laos, The RGS boys etc.

Although buckets on the beach were cheap we decided to save our money by having big pres at the hotel bar with Toy. Varied pre activities included Nat playing acoustic guitar, meeting John Lennon the smoking beetle, boat races and card games. As a result of these pres our taxi journeys to the beach were always more than eventful. Singing,acrobatics and roof surfing were common to every ride but on one fateful night events took a turn for the worst. Probably due to over enthusiastic acrobatics the bench which Gee,Steph and Helen were sat on collapsed and Georgia really injured her leg. Understandably angry about this, we decided to demand some money back. The taxi driver was having none of it. When he ignored us and started to drive off Amy decided to escalate events further. In a fit of rage, more suited to the yobs and chavs of Zante or Malia, she declared "Give us money back or I'll kick your f***ing taxi".A woman of her word she gave about half a seconds warning before folling through with her threat. The highlight of Nats trip so far.

Our last night here was the Full Moon Party which certainly did not disappoint. After one last crazy pre in which we covered eachother in neon body paint (Amy and Georgia are still sporting theirs in Bangkok airport to many a weird look) we headed out for our last night in Thailand and as a 6. It was certainly a night none of us will ever forget.

So, after waving goodbye to our Bambi, the remaining 5 of us began the journey to the airport - almost missing our ferry due to Georgia losing her passport and Amy throwing up in front of a large crowd, classy. After this shaky start we have travelled by water, rail and road and are now awaiting our journey by air as our travels continue to Sydney.