|Long-tails off Kamala beach|
|Some wedded couples posed *in* the sea!|
No worries, though, English is fine and US dollars are accepted (at a highly favorable to them conversion, but still, once you are out of the secure area in the airport, you are a bit of a captive audience).
|American Muscle Car Engine + long tail prop = amazing Thai Engineered Long Tail Boat.|
Speaking of English -- again, in Thailand, I was reminded every day what a privilege it is to be born into a country that speaks the world's second language. There are actually quite a few French-speaking tourists, and one day at lunch on Kamala beach, a Thai woman laughed and joked with me that those French tourists had the gall to ask if she had a French menu. "English, good, but Fren? No. I no speak every language."
|Not a bad view... and 2 Km walk to the beach was fine, too.|
|Wat Chalong - first of many Wats this trip - E is super wat-overloaded at this point.|
|E either cuts me off or cuts off the top of the site... I need to work on selfies farther from the site...|
|No, seriously. You just buy bottles of gas (refilled whisky bottles) to fill the scooter (give the funnel and bottle back...)|
The driving on the left side, SouthEast Asian driving in general, variety of trucks, tricycles, motos, scooters, pedestrians, etc. and being on the *main* road of Koh Samui was just inside of my risk assessment saying we should just go back and call it a day. But, somehow, we finally made it to Lamai beach and had a delicious lunch next to the crashing surf (E ordered grilled squid and they brought him the *just* caught squid to get him to OK it before they cooked it -- bigger than we expected, and we had to pay per 100g, but E was happy).
|Enough Gas, comfortable on the roads, helmets...we were like rock stars at this point.|
When we got back on the bike, my brain seemed to have dredged up a bunch of old instincts because I was so much more physically confident and comfortable -- I sat differently (more relaxed, shoulders back, less weight on the handles), moved differently as I drove, and realized I should be using the left hand mirror more (driving on the left and all). We took the scenic route back, stopped at 5 islands beach for some photos, and it was a very wonderful way to spend the afternoon. Upon arrival back at our guesthouse, I handed E the keys and begged him to be careful while he went out for his own solo jaunt. I was *very* happy when he returned in one piece. That night we went out for a taste of the chaos of Samui for a night in Chaweng beach (chauffeured by our guesthouse proprietress, otherwise, we probably would have skipped the nightlife and gone to bed onsite).
|Koh Tao... we love you...|