John Denver seemed to have thought West Virginia was almost heaven, but I have to think he’d never been to islands in the Gulf of Thailand. We’ve been on Koh Tao, just a little island north of the bigger and allegedly more fabulous Koh Samui, for four days now. We were originally scheduled to leave today, but we’re staying two more days before taking a boat on to Samui.
It’s really a simple recipe: an early morning run, breakfast, at the pool with a book by 8:30 or 9:00, off to lunch at a beach restaurant, late afternoon on the beach. Mark goes off to a massage – at $8 to $10 for an hour, it’s not a big splurge – then it’s a stop for a drink before dinner. Rinse and repeat. Food, beach, books – really a good life. I finished a biography of Douglas MacArthur (freak!) a couple days ago and today finished And the Mountains Echoed, a fabulous novel about Afghanis from a fictional village. Really amazing. One of my goals in traveling was to read more fiction, and so far it’s working!
It gets easy to understand how the older, skanky guys get stuck here – and a little scary to think how easy it could be to end up to become one of those guys who’ve been here too many years. I think we’re going to resist the temptation though, moving on to Koh Samui for a few days and then on to a beach near Krabi before flying to Singapore to meet up with Mark’s brother and father.
Here are some pictures of life on the island.