Boh Put Addict

After what seemed like a month and a half in Boh Put, Brittanie and I decided that it might be nice to see another part of Thailand. So we packed up our things and jumped on a catamaran bound for Koh Tao. Koh Tao is a smaller island about 2 hours north (?) of Koh Samui. It is known for it's diving so I was excited about potentially getting out in the water. However, once we landed, or docked i guess, I was overwhelmed with the amount of people running around trying to get certified. It was reminiscent of a high school parking lot full of kids armed with driver's permits and poor decision making skills. Not to mention about 65% of the people on the island were bandaged up in one way or another. I'm assuming that it was from the coral but I spent the rest of my time there on guard for the ankle, knee, and shoulder eating monster of Koh Tao.

We found a cute little bungalow by the water to stay for the night. It was essentially a tree house but it was clean and had it's own bathroom. Of course I need to emphasize the ROOM portion of bathroom as they lack any sort of partition. It is perfect for multi-tasking and I anticipate with the rise of IBS, this concept catching on soon back home. If you find that your McBreakfast is not agreeing with you during your shower you really just need to sit down. It's Win-Win.

We then ventured down to the beach where we realized that we had landed smack in the middle of a British High School field trip. Hilarious! The drama was very real - full of tears, trips to the doctor (Koh Tao monster), and finding out that "Travis has a brand new Thai boyfriend - that explains so much!"

After an exhausting day of sitting on the beach, warding off monsters, and worrying about Travis' coming out, we did what has become a bit of a habit when looking for comfort - ate Italian. Again, this Italian food was amazing. Although my spinach ravioli will always rank at the top of my list, this was a close second. What made the experience even better was the owner of the restaurant. If she was to go head to head with our Gucci owner my money would be on her. She was single handedly getting people into the restaurant, chilling our wine, optimizing the seating, and keeping her two person weight staff from blowing a gasket because of the amount of people in the restaurant. I attribute it to her magical jean jumper that gave her super hosting powers. Amazing.

The next day we jumped on the first boat back to Boh Put as we could only stand being away for a single day. I am currently looking for a Boh Put twelve step program.