Days left in Singapore: 10
Days left until arrival in the Queen City: 17
|Team Taylor at Maya Bay - the spot where "The Beach" was filmed.|
In workout news, the Bull contemplated the bike today but instead passed in favor of getting home to get stuff knocked out. I felt fine with that, as a) I was tired and got ZERO sleep last night, b) really wanted sushi and was starving (I had Japanese for lunch as well, but it was smoked salmon teryaki and some folks in the office took me out and paid for it - thanks, ladies!), c) wanted to make sure I could call dad in time to catch him and wish him Happy Birthday, d) wanted to get in bed early, and e) have been packing NON-STOP. However, I'm going to get up early tomorrow and try to pound the pavement outside again. The goal is 5 miles, but depending on the weather, I could very well be happy with four.
But enough of that, as you're ready for the return to Railay. Tonight we'll follow in the footsteps of the one, the only, the king of the world - Leonardo DiCaprio, as we head to Ko Phi Phi Leh - better known simply as "the beach."
Made famous by the movie, this pair of islands (Ko Phi Phi Leh and Ko Phi Phi Don, with Don being the bigger one) was once pristine and completely undiscovered. Now, however, it is INSANITY with all the tourist boats. Jenny and I had originally planned to spend 2 nights on Phi Phi Don and then day trip over to Phi Phi Leh, but after her evaluation of Railay with a day trip vs. staying on Phi Phi Don, we decided that an out-and-back was plenty. And so, with that in mind, we had a quick brekkie at our place and then headed over to West Railay to catch our boat.
Now if you'll remember Jenny's posts back in October, you'll remember that all 3 of the girls came back BLACK AND BLUE like they'd been on the front line of an Alexander the Great campaign. Granted, this was a mixture of rock climbing, REDONKULOUS hiking, and various other things, but the chief source of the bruising came from the day trip boat ride. As we walked up, Jenny said, "Don't worry - we should be fine this time because they'll pick us up first. As long as we don't sit in the front of the boat, we'll be okay. That's where it's rough." Well, as fate would have it, we were THE ABSOLUTE LAST PEOPLE PICKED UP, and it was a FULL HOUSE. We stepped on and everyone started cackling, as there was NO WAY we could sit below deck in the shade. The guide leads us to the front, but we notice that it is RAMMED as well. When I say, "Um, where the hell are we supposed to sit?" (I wasn't overly friendly about it, as the tour was clearly oversold), she just starts throwing girls on laps and makes about 4 millimeters of space for Jenny and I. I'm in the DEAD CENTER front of the boat facing backwards, with my back at an angle that I imagine space monkeys must have sat at during rocket launches. Throw in the fact that Jenny had to throw her legs over mine, if I wanted to see anything I had to break 3 vertebrae, and the sun was already beating down, and you don't have a happy Bull and Striker. However, we were sitting up front with 7 of our closest German and Slovenian friends, and they were pretty hilarious, so that was worth something. My favorite discussion en route to the islands:
Slovenian Dude (SD): (to German Girl) "So you are German, you must love sausage."
German Chick (GC): "Oh, yes, all German woman LOVE sausage. I get big fat ones all the time." (The Bull suppresses snicker)
|Gorilla in action, baby!!! Look at that water. Everywhere you looked was a postcard.|
GC: "Yes, there is nothing like a German sausage." (PLEASE STOP. Please start using pronouns or something)
SD: "Have you had Polish sausage? It's good, too. As I said - you can never have enough sausage."
It must have continued this way for a solid 5 minutes. I was thankful for it - it was the only thing that took my mind off the pain.
Stop one was probably the highlight of the day - Bamboo Island. This place was JUST INCREDIBLE, as it was water even more pristine than Honda Bay (and WAAAAAAAY better than Phi Phi Leh). The water was seriously something out of a movie, with various shades of baby blue, turquoise, cobalt, and aqua marine - and we could DEFINITELY have spent more time there. However, after 45 minutes, it was time to shuffle off again to the next destination.
|At "The Lagoon" - which we didn't really get to visit. The|
boat in the picture is identical to ours - they had to turn
back as well.
|Jenny Taylor's entry for the SI Swimsuit edition.|
|Snorkeling on the back side of Phi Phi Leh.|
|What's healthier than a donut or ice cream?|
Combining both and then putting them in
a DEEP FRYER FOR 5 MINUTES.
|Check out that water. the by-product of AMAZING electrical|
storms on an island that lives via runoff and rivers? BROWN
WATER for bathing. Good times...
|Enjoying a brewski at Bamboo Bar. Those little chairs were everywhere along the water. And no, they weren't|
We then ended the night at "Bamboo Bar" (all the bars have just 1 name - at least it makes it easy to remember), where we had a Chang, watched a fire show (as you do EVERYWHERE EVERY NIGHT in Thailand), and then crossed off another to-do: MUAY THAI BOXING, BABY!!! They host local competitions every other night, and we watched a 3 round match between a cat from Phuket and a joker from Railay. It was interesting to watch, but let's just say that I'm really glad I didn't pay 400 baht to see it in Chiang Mai.
We then rolled back to the casa, where it was lights out around 11:15. We wanted to get some rest, as the next 2 days promised to be BALLS OUT. And as you'll see - they did NOT disappoint. That, however, is another blog for another time (most likely Thursday).
Okay, that's all the news that's fit to print. Chat tomorrow!
Sam and (back from Elephanta Island and most likely her second dinner at Leopold's chillin' with Linbaba before her slum tour tomorrow) Jenny (and Cath)