Koh Tao, Thailand
It seems like a long way from the Khao San Road. It actually kinda was. Our last scene in Bangkok involved being whizzed off to a world class tailor an hour before our bus to the East Coast. In an extraordinary shop with walls lined with all sorts of fabrics we were treated like Arab kings as our hosts flung different fabrics over our shoulders, talked about seams, stitches and pockets all the while sticking a tape measure at funny angles and saying exhasperated,...