So, last night I stayed at a homestay on a very Muslim religious Island called Ban Sam Cho. I can safely say it was the worst night of the trip to date. Actually it was bloody awful. We stayed the night in extremely basic conditions which I wouldn't have minded however there was absolutely NOTHING to do on the bloody Island. After a dozen games of uno and bulls***, me and Debbie decided to call it a night and got under out mosquito nets at 9pm. Slept until the boat arrived at 10am the next day and returned back to normality. The Island was literally like going back in time to the 80s. The worst thing was- we couldn-t even find any chocolate in any of the shops. Breakdown! Was so relieved to get back to the hotel. First I went sunbathing and am now the delightful shade of pink. Then onto a much needed cocktail. Off to the pool now. And hopefully more alcohol to sedate my memory of last night. Thanks for all the messages guys. Sending Thai love xox