We left Koh Samui to go to Koh Phangan. Island hopping. French Husband's dream.
Our bugalow in Koh Samui was too close for a taxi, yet close enough to walk to the port, though we could not roll the suitcases on the sandy beach. I had French Husband carry the suitcases for a photo, "Yes, I nearly got it… Oh no too much sun, let me try again. Oh…no that was blurry, let me take another…" At that point I had to stop teasing him otherwise my suitcase might have become a boat on the water.
We waited on the narrow, wooden pier with the others for the ferry to come, and when it did we crossed a narrower plank balance beam to go aboard.
I carried my suitcase on the balance beam, yes I did.
The views from the ferry were nothing short of spectacular!
I loved breaking the waves! The ferry rocking deep and long. But most I loved the feeling, that Christopher Columbus might have had on his first voyage on uncharted seas. Adventure even if brief and planned.
When we arrived in Koh Phangan we took a shuttle (pickup) to the other side of the island.
The drive was as wild as any four wheel driving I have seen. I cannot imagine the ride in a storm. Eventually, we came to "the trail" to the huts, and were dropped off. Luckily another vehicle came by and took our suitcases, we walked alongside as his truck was full. A good twenty minute hike. I dread carrying our suitcases back to the so-called main road when we leave.
I'll add photos tomorrow…. but let me say this about where we are at:
Hut. Middle of Nowhere. Ocean. Palm trees with coconuts that fall. Drinks and incredible food. Wifi. and No toilet paper.
Water is the new toilet paper.
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