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February 28, 2005Kho Tao
Well I am now in Kho Tao and am loving the atmosphere. The full moon party turned out to be what I was hoping it would not. I just wish I was 17-21 again I know I would have had a blast then (dam growing up),however, being that I had chosen such good travel partners (the brits) I still had a good time. The party included roughly 8000 people spread out on the beach that shrunk and grew. It was much more crowded when the tide came in. A few things that were a little off key. One being that everyone either took a wee in the sea itself or paid 10 baht to relieve themselvs only to have it enter a broken tube that went down the beach busted half way down. With everyone drinking themselves silly you can imagine how much wee went to the beach and the sea. The trick is not to spend much time on the down wind side of that half of beach. The music that was played was only that which is most most popular. Loads of R&B and tecno. Each bar/ dance club was competing with the others in both size of speakers and volume. It was near imposible to escape and have anything that resembeld a decent conversation. I was rather amused as a people watcher though. For the most part partiers were anywhere from 17 to 28. You always knew when you stumbled across a young one. They would either stand about wide eyed and overwhelmed or would run wildly about slowly discovering their limits with alcohol and pass out somewhere on the beach. One particular charector passed out on the beach and had a shrine of beer bottles erected around him. When I walked by later in the night he had his hand in a bucket of warm water a cigarette in one hand an beer pressed to his lips. I did check to see that he was still breathing seeing as no matter how many flashes went off in his face he never as much as flinched. There were also many people on all fours in the water pucking out as much as they were sucking in sea water. If you stopped and looked around long enough you were sure to find those that could not handle rein their hormones in any longer and began "gettin it on" on the beach there were even those that thought the shallow wee/puke/poo infused water was a romantic place. I spent most my time hanging out at the sand castle that was an ingenius achatectual marvel. Matt the brit gave birth to the castle but we all chiped in in the end. After the party we all were back off to Samui where we decided not to give in to the dangers of sleeping past our checkout time. Instead we woke the beach by wrestling and splashing maddly about in the water. Ther were a few that did not aprove of our good times and gave us a good screaming at but it did not seem to keep us quite for long. After a good swim we were off to a bite to eat at a place just down the beach from ours. We were treated to this rather expensive breakfast by someone unlucky enough to loose their billfold at the party. Luckily for us we were not forced to contact the owner seeing as it was a rather ordinary fold with nothing but cash inside. A little later we were off to a great new beach and bugallow resort called "Sliver Beach Bugaloows" I passed the place while cruising around the Island on my scooter and due to the great view had to turn back for some lunch. I was very excited to discover they had very plush rooms avaliable for less than what we were paying at the crummy Calm Beach Bugalows. I spent the next few days snorkeling around the coral reefs that began just a few feet from shore. The night before I was leaving the brits and I stayed up till the wee hours of the morning having heated debates that were all to common amoung us. We covered everything from polotics to love. We rarely agreed on much but after some time we always managed to come to a middle ground that we could all accept. The next day was to be the first that I would spend on my own since I had the pleasure of meeting the brits 8 days past. I was a little nervous as they had not only became great friends but also a saftey net. As much as I enjoyed spending my days with them it was time to move on. I will definatly catch up with them at some point on my trip again but for now I am looking forward to spending a little time on my own. The island of kho Tao is great and I will write agian later as I have allready overspent my time on the computer and may not have enough denero to cover it right now........... Jeremiah Comments
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