Ko Samui, Thailand
Sunday, August 28th, 2005The images don’t lie. Ko Samui beaches are stunning. Clear, warm water and soft sandy beaches littered with shells I’ve only seen wrapped in plastic wrap at some tacky surf shop back home.
It’s been a week since I’ve written anything. Why? Simple.
The beach.
It’s hard to explain waking up daily with nothing to do but throw a bikini on and sit on the sand. And if you somehow got tired of that, then swimming in crystal clear waters for a while should cure your boredom.
Too athletic? Then how about lying down for about two hours under a coconut tree and getting massaged with tropical oils?
Now that I’ve succeeded in making my friends and family hate me, I’d to also say that there are other thoughts here other than ZZZZZZ.
There is, undeniably, poverty throughout the island. My masseuse makes about 4000 bhat on a slow month – about $100 US dollars. Things we’d normally pay for at three times the price at home cost a mere one or two dollars here.
As with all my observances, one theme runs clear: The scenery is stunning. The poverty is heartbreaking.