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Our Last Taste of Paradise. (Koh Samet, Thailand)

Pfffffftttttt….. the sound of our deflation as we find ourselves once again on a beach, trying in vain to recover our tans so we can strut around with that ‘traveled’ (or sunbedded) look for a few days in Canada.

Koh Samet is an island a few hours’ journey from Bangkok – it doubles as both the local holiday spot and Sweden junior. There are two races here – Thais (who all look the same) and Swedes (who all look the same). Chrissie and I are likely to fit in to the left of the Swedish side – we camouflage well enough, but my barebones Swedish vocabulary, (“very good decision,” “cool” and “b****”) puts an ackward halt to conversation.

The weather’s been temperamental here, so there’s a mass exodus from the guesthouses and restaurants as the sun breaks through. Today though was warm enough for me to test out the ‘photosensitivity effects’ of my Doxycycline anti-malarial: my fingertips are peeling. It’s the strangest thing, very “Death Becomes Her”, and leaving me wondering what’s to fall off next.

We’ve decided that we were spoiled with our 3 weeks touring the best of the south before coming here. We just today took a snorkelling/deep sea fishing/fish farm visiting tour of the island – and while the American family next to us was all ooh’s, aah’s and camera flashes – we sat in the sun surveying the sights with our connoisseurial eyes and exhaling the odd ‘hmph’. Dancing Goon (Khun?), our tour guide tomboy was a good laugh though – the jester performing for us snooty queens. Hmph!

On the 14th, after we bake ourselves to a crispy perfection, we’ll head off to Bangkok for a day or two of shop-till-you-drop, 20 baht pad thai and prositute watching before boarding flights to Taipei.

Off we go for another (sigh!!) dinner by the beach and drinks. (Soaking it in before these pictures become screen savers.)

Aristocratically, Laura.



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