From Koh Tao to Bangkok

Well we struggled to get ourselves up and out of bed to go and get the ten o clock ferry. We’ve gotten used to the lie ins and lazing aboot. Twas great, but we must up & out of ze country as we have no time left on our visas.

Before leaving we removed some tape we had used to block up some woogie holes and the tape took a wad of the varnish off some of the slats. Lol. But eek. Lets get oot of here before they catch us. (I don’t think they would have even noticed tbh) but still we hotfooted it to the ferry terminal. (I kept looking around to see if he had followed us on his bike. At one point our taxi driver got a call and I was wondering if we were going to be summoned back for payment, but we finally made it to the terminal safe).

As we bungled onto the ferry, we decided (due to our aversion to boat trips) that we would sit up on deck outside. But it pissed down. The wind was crazy, the rain was lashing down on us & the boat was being volleyed from side to side.
I went downstairs to try to get us some noodles for breakfast. The stormy weather was much more preferable to sitting & moving around downstairs. So we ate our noodles (very close to our face - as if you tried to eat them normally the wind blew the noodles off the fork!) up on deck and moved closer and closer to the middle of the upstairs decking. There were only about 5 of us up there in total. I’d say everyone else was inside pointing and laughing.

Finally we got to Chumphorn, where we hopped onto a very cold, aluminous pink double decker bus for our journey to Bangkok. 8 hours. I wasn’t looking forward to it, but the bus was comfy, the road was sealed and there were some videos on the TV.
(Lots of countries have videos on the TV, but in the crazy ones, usually the TV is too distorted, (ala Peru) too loud (ala Cambodia) and too gunwielding (all of the places we’ve been). However on this bus, it was juuuuusssst righhhht and the ‘movies’ were in English. All was well. We even got to stop for some rice n pea, and then back on the road again.

Just before we got into Bangkok, our bus broke down. It was sitting on the side of the road for quite some time, before we decided to investigate. At this stage, half the bussians had gotten off to get taxis already. But just as we got up to check it out, the driver yelled “Let’s Go” and off we went.

But our long day of travel was not over yet. No sirree bob. We jumped into a Tuk Tuk to take us to our hostel (which in fairness was a bit away) and got stuck in stinky, hot, dusty traffic for another hour. Our Tuk Tuk driver was pleading for more money all the way there, as soon as he realised how long it was going to take him to get us there. The traffic in Bangkok is awful.

Eventually we got to our hostel, which was freezing due to the air conditioning. Our room was like an ice box and they said the control to it was in the next room down from us! What? But we were pooped, at this stage it was half ten at night or something. We managed to find the ‘killer’ switch for the air con and went downstairs for a pretty crappy curry.
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