Last days in Ko Phangan

Huh. I do realize that I shouldn't complain about prices, but truth be told, the cheap little bungalow on the beach is quickly loosing its novelty. The huts we (Leia, Kat and I) stayed in the first night were AWEFUL! We paid 600 baht (though Leia and I shared, therefore 300 baht/person which is under 10 dollars). We cast off our heavy packs and went out for dinner and a drink. The next morning, we arranged to meet up in the restaurant of our hut. I had been up for a bit, wandered into town, ate a crepe with Nutella and bananas (30 baht), and lesiurely showed up at out arranged time. Kat stared at me, with a look of a sleepless night written all over her face. She said, "go pack, I gotta get out of here." So we did, we moved over to the resort right next to us. Once again Leia and I shared a room, this one 500 baht and brillant, clean, beautiful...and a ocean side pool to boot! Ah, well...live and learn.
The second night was a quiet one. Something I ate or drank didn't agree with me, and the toliet was my closest companion (thank goodness most were western toliets and not the ever so common squat pot). So needless to say, I spent the say lounging poolside in the sun...yeah, this is vacation.
My last full day in Ko Phangan, sigh. My understanding is that Ko Phangan is normally crammed with drunkin early 20 somethings, but our timing was perfect. Granted there were a few people that fit that discription, but all in all, Haat Rin was quiet and peaceful. Kat convinced me that I must go to the sunrise beach (where they throw the full moon party) for a drink, before I left. So the three of us went and had a Pina Colada. When we arrived it was rather empty. We sat at one of the wooden tablets on the beach, joining a Swedish guy (Michelle) whom Kat had met previously, and one of his friends. Kat disappeared, only to reappear with a couple Dutch guys (yeah...let me tell you I have met HEAPS of Americans on my trip...oh no, wait...only one).

We sat and watched the fire throwers, and the crowd slowly start to grow. Next thing we knew the beach was full of people. All kneeling at little wooden tables, sipping Thai Whiskey out of Buckets. From there we wandered over to a bar that had dancing. So we danced, got hit on by thai women (you know...), were surrounded by Israeli men, dripping in sweat, and pretty darn sober....so in other words, completely entertained! As we climbed the hill back to our "home" we had a good laugh at our last night together. Ah yes, to be young again....nah, to be young at heart, that is all that matters.