Nat and Beck Go Large!
So back to Koh Phangan for new year, its supposed to be just as good as the the full moon party and if the weather is the same as in Koh Tao we can't go wrong. WRONG, WRONG, WRONG! Got up relatively early to get the boat over to Koh Phangan. As soon as we stepped off the boat the grey clouds descended and it started spitting (run for your lives its spitting!). Some crazy woman bustled up to us and stared screaming something along the lines of 'YOU STAY IN MY BEACH HUTS AND EAT IN MY RESTAURANT!!!' which actually made a pleseant change from 'YOU WANT TAXI LADY!!' so we said ok and went with her to avoid the rest of the mad taxi drivers! She then loaded and unloaded us from a couple of taxis before calling her friend to pick us up! We decided to treat ourselves to a hot water shower because we were decidedly bummed out about the weather, but when we got in the bungalow there was only a double bed, pants! Was quite big though so we decided to stay anyway! Outside the bungalow there was a little porch thing with a hammock and a bench so we mainly spent the day reading under cover! Bit later we went over to the 'restaurant' which also had a TV. We sat ourselves down and asked for a menu, HOWEVER, they didn't have menus yet because the 'restaurant' was only new. She gave us a choice of fried rice or fried noodles, with or without chicken! We thought we'd go a bit nuts and push the boat out (it was new year after all) and ordered one of each with chicken and settled back to watch the one channel TV (Man United TV), luxury! In the end we didn't actually get out until about 11.30. They were randomly selling and setting off fireworks and fire crackers on the beach and in the street, so Nat and I spent the first hour or so with our backs pressed up against the wall in the far corner of a bar! (its ok mum / aunty shaz / nans, we never went near any bonfires / fireworks / picked up sparklers - just like you taught us!) Ended up having quite a tipsy and emotional night - new year is always a bit of a let down! - drank some buckets and talked to some randoms! Got 2 tubes of pringles and a taxi at about 5am. When we got back to our bungalow, we were sure we'd put our hammock away, on closer inspection we found a random French bloke called Jean Marc in it! How rude! Spent most of the next day mincing round and sleeping and bought out tickets for Phuket (sounds like poo-ket despite what some of you might be thinking) for the next morning and mainly tried to have an early night.