Sunday, 20 April 2014

Day 78 - Phi Phi Island Thailand - Tattoos make you miss boats



A lie in happened this morning much to my relief. Breakfast was marginally better than yesterday and Georgie even managed half a slice of toast. Brent had made his way to scuba diving so Shaun hung out with us for the morning, we decided to pool for a bit before checkout. Once we gathered all the bags we headed to explore what the island had to offer considering we had wasted our time here so far hungover. 

First stop some pampering, Shaun opted for a massage while George and I had a pedicure and foot massage. George even managed a hair braid, she is definitely taking this hippy traveler lifestyle in her stride. After being preened we headed to one of the many tattoo parlours offering traditional bamboo tattoo. 

It's not like what I had instead they use one fine piece of bamboo with a needle on the end. They balance this on one hand using the other to pierce the skin. Georgie found a lovely group of elephants and decided to have that on her left foot. It took just over an hour and a half and before completion Brent had returned from an entertaining scuba trip. Apparently it wasn't as calm as expected and he ended up being kicked in the face by his instructor when he freaked out seeing a barracuda. 

Georgie's tattoo looked awesome and I was kind of jealous I hadn't partaken. But we had a boat to catch so we backpacked up with our matching bags which becomes complicated in a group and wove our way through the narrow streets to the port. 

The narrow paved streets house a multitude of small family businesses selling all a kinds of souvenirs, t-shirts, ornaments and food. After about half an hour we had made it to the other side of the island alive but extremely sweaty without being run over by a bicycle or luggage cart only to find we had missed our boat and the last one was leaving imminently. We purchased some new tickets, jumped the fence backpacks and all and ran onto the boat. Setting up camp on the top deck ensured us the remaining sunshine on our journey back to Phuket. 

Having missed the boat we also missed our transfer to the hotel. Today was clearly not going our way. We decided to all wing it together in a taxi. By the time we made it back to our hotel (the one we stayed in before Phi Phi) we were shattered. Luckily we got cold towels while we waited for checkin. The boys decided to book in too saving them the hassel of wandering the streets after dark finding accommodation. 

A little bit of early evening pool beaconed so we raided the boys mini bar before drinking in the pool. All was going swimmingly until the pool attacked me! The edges of it have been designed by a completed idiot. I am not sure what they were thinking when they decided that adding a lip to the central seating area that consisted of razor sharp glass and sand was a good idea. But I swam to close and caught the top of my foot. It literally ripped the skin so far down it was bright white. As soon as I exited the pool to assess the damage the blood poured! 

We called the pool a night and the boys treated us to dinner which was exceptionally kind of them. It was a gorgeous restaurant and the food was exquisite. We had wine which was delicious. Brent however was not feeling very well from the scuba so headed back early. We were not far behind him, it had been a long day even if we hadn't really done much.

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