We left the hotel at 8am and got a minibus to the ferry port. The plan was to get a ferry to Koh Phi Phi and then get another to Koh Lanta where we'd be staying for a couple of nights.
We wanted to stay on Koh Phi Phi as it's supposedly got the best beaches but due to a lack of time had to bypass it.
We arrived on Koh Lanta at 1pm and the weather was really strange, really hazy. The sun looked like an orange lightbulb through it. Great, no beach day for us.
The hostel we stayed in was called Peacock Hostel. I have a fear of peacocks but this hostel seemed really chill, luckily they didn't have any peacocks or I would have checked out. It was built over the sea so whilst chilling you were over the sea and could watch the fish swim around. That's pretty much what we did for the rest of the hazy day as my stomach still wasn't back to normal. We got told that the jungle was being burnt in Indonesia and so all the smoke was drifting north. Thanks Indonesia!
We went out to a restaurant later on and I stuck to food I was used to whilst my stomach recovered - spaghetti carbonara.
On the way back to the hostel, I went for a massage as my back, shoulders and neck were aching from all the rock solid beds we'd been sleeping in. It was only £8 and so good, better than all the ones I've had at home for at least triple the price.
The masseuse got up on the bed with me and really dug in and relieved some tension. At the end she bent me around her knee and cracked my back, it was the best feeling. I found Mark sat out at the back of the massage parlour with a few beers.
That nights sleep was one of the uncomfiest so far undoing all the work the masseuse had done annoyingly but a lumpy pillow and mattress weren't the worst part. The room we were in had no natural light, ventilation or air con. Just one fan blowing hot air around. It was a long night!