No rain today!!!! First day of blazing hot sun so time to get that sallow skin out.

We had no plans for today so had a late breakfast. Breakfasts in the area are all pretty good. They have clicked on that Brits love their breakfast so all the bars do a good attempt. Even the fussiest eaters will get fed. A hot chocolate and a bacon sandwich-authentic thai style of-course.

We haggled a little over the tuk tuk fare and headed to karon Beach. For my money it's a much much better beach than pattong. The sand is perfect and sea is warm and crystal clear.

We found a nice spot to drop the towels and went to try out the water. It is warm as you walk in, you dont have to make those silly panting and squealing noises.

I must have been in the water five minuets when I felt a sharp pain on my leg to which I squawked over to Ross "I've been stung". Ofcourse he didn't believe/care so I carried on. Again I felt on over side of my leg a sharp scratch. I called out again "no I'm really being stung". I was given same patronising heartless brush off as before and it was at this point o began to think that maybe I'm not being stung at all so I carried on bobbing up and down in the waves. Just as I have forgotten about all the stinging I felt the strangest sensation around my ribs. It was defiantly a sting. The only way to describe it is it feels just like you imagine it would look. It felt like lots of tiny electric shocks all over my ribs back and front. As it was happening I did think it felt like a bite. My reaction was to get out of the water quickly. Ross saw me rushing to leave the water and I insist to him that this time I'm being stung. I look down and see goose bumps and very very very faint red marks which I show to him. This still isn't enough proof to this non believer. I'm in a little bit of pain so I head up the beach anyway. By the time we get to the towel I'm blistered and red and scratched all over. Yes-in your face Ross. In your face!!!! I'm well happy now, but wait, he still doesn't believe me. This guy is some kind of atheist. He's telling me it's sea weed and he's saying it's mini fish. Sea weed. Bloody sea weed there ain't no bloody sea weed. We are in crystal clear bloody waters here. Anyway long story short I get the last word cos on way home from the beach I get a life guard to look at it before I've had chance to ask him what it is hes said the words I wanted to hear...... "jellyfish sting". winning.