Well, after our last so called "quiet night" which resulted in us being out till god knows what hour being drunken sods with our NBTC (New Best Thai Crew!) and walking home in what can only be described as monsoon rain, stopping off for cheese toasties from the 7-11 (said in Amercian style voice) and getting told off for opening crisps before we paid for them, we had the nightmare journey of getting from the top of Thailand down to the Islands for some much needed beach-therapy. What seemed like minutes after we passed out in bed the alam was going for our 9 a.m. pick up back to Chiang Mai. We stumbled around our Pai hut and pulled ourselves semi-together to get the bus..once again doing the horrible winding and bumpy road journey on a ridiculous hangover (are our memories that short-term?! We NEVER learn!), I had to put my IPod on and focus on the beats otherwise I was definitely going to be sick.
We made it to Chiang Mai with our dignity of not being sick still in tact (go on girls! Stomachs of steel!) and had a three hour wait to find ourselves once again on the 12 hour overnight train journey back to Bangkok. The train went OK, we just slept off our hangovers and the last three crazy days in Pai. We were all gutted to be leaving, its definietly been the best place so far, I think I could so see myself living there if an opportunity arose. We also promised the NBTC that we would go back in a few weeks if we can sort out the route.
We arrived back in Bangkok at 7 a.m. in the morning and had to make our ways over to the TAT (tourist place who booked our trains, hostels etc for us - a lot of headaches have been saved because of these!)..then decided to spend the day shopping in the city - the cheapest and most dangerous place for three girls to go with a bank full of savings! On the recommendation of one of the Thai girls at TAT we headed to the Platium Fashion Mall and OH MY GOD - we were in HEAVEN! 5 floors just full of clothes, shoes, accessories, handbags - amazing! We spent, in total, about 6 hours there and could have easily done another 6 hours and came out with some right bargins (I managed to be good under the Taylor's watchful eye, kept seeing loads of stuff I wanted for back home but they made me see sense...damn it!), I felt fully satisfied by the time we left!
Decided to nip to Khoa San Road to get a few bits we couldnt find in the Mall (how on earth we didnt I'll never know), to get to Khoa San we decided to take a tuk-tuk again (for fun!), big mistake - I am now in full fear of tuk-tuks!! The driver took an instant dislike to the three English girls who haggled the price down with him and decided to teach us a lesson by driving like an absolute loon in rush hour traffic, racing in between cars and cutting up massive lorries - we all thought this was it and our life was over - Death by Tuk-Tuk! Made it one piece but as if by magic (and like we'd not suffered enough) the heavens opened and monsoon rain poured down - cue screams all round!! For food, dont judge us, we missed home food, we went to Gullivers, the only English bar on Khoa San Road. Now I'm a self confessed addict and I'm going cold turkey and in need of what I most desired and I knew Gullivers would have it - vingear!! I'd gone two weeks - possibily the longest time ever - without vingear, Thai people have no idea (I feel sorry for them, they really are missing out) so we went there and I got my fix - chips with a lorra lorra vingear!! Then, now dont judge me again, when we were leaving the addict inside me took over and the vingear bottle sort of accidentally ended up in my bag - Oops! In my defence, you cant buy it over here in ANY shops and just think of six months without vingear on stuff!!!
Anyway moving on we then had the most nightmare stressful hour of our travelling life attempting to get back to the TAT office to pick up our bags and get picked up by the bus to the coast. The taxi driver who had no idea what we were saying appeared to know where he was going but 45 minutes later (what should have been a 5 minute journey) we still were in the middle of Bangkok and about 20 minutes until our bus journey. In a tantrum we all just got out the taxi, refusing to pay full payment and attempted to find our way there ourselves, stopping to ask folk, none of whom knew or could understand us...cue stress for next 20 minutes until a taxi picked us up and knew where he was going and we made it in by the skin of our teeth for the bus down to the coast. On the bus we made friends with three lads who - you guessed it - two of which had been to uni in Leeds!!! How on earth has Leeds produced all these travellers?!!!
The next 18 hours were spent both on a bus (VIP bus which played films but which was still bloody uncomfortable to sleep on) then a boat to the islands...knackered and dying for some sun and the beach we FINALLY arrived at our Silver Beach Resort in Koh Samui and since getting here (barring last night - more later) have done nothing but go from our gorgeous little beach house to the private beach in front of the resort and sunbathe, swim and generally relax after the hectic last few weeks - complete detox! The beach is lovely, the nicest beach I've ever been on and the sea is so clear, you can walk out so far and it only comes up to your waist (no sniggers that that wont be far on me) - we are in bliss!
Detox until we heard that Charlie and Laura had followed us here to Koh Samui and were staying literally two minutes down the road...obviously got them round our gaff for drinks (I had mini-tantrum before going out, missing my heels and big wardobe..but its worth it - sorry Taylors for that one and for chucking a few things around on floor...big kiss) then went out down to Chaweng Beach or something, where all the bars are. Had a top night, managed to keep it relatively civilised but we're meeting up in Kho Phangan in a few days and that's were the 'real' fun begins = RETOX!!!!!