The past few days have been a time in mourning. My beatiful new Canon camera has died, and I am hoping I can find a nifty Thai man with a screwdriver to help resuscitate it. It's last few moments were spent recording me and Will cavorting on a remote island in Krabi. It met it's fate falling headfirst into the sand...
As a result, I have no pictures of Railay and Phi Phi, truly two of the most beautiful places in the world. We travelled on an overnight ferry, packed in like slaves to the mainland from Koh Tao. Will was being cocky and arrogant because he had a spare bed next to him, allowing him to stretch out unlike the rest of us sardines. Then the grossest chubby American came and sat down next to him, baring his arm pits and forcing those withing a ten foot radius to smell his putrid odour. Put me right off my dinner that did.
Anyway, after a night of travelling, we finally reached Railay beach. Have a google of it, go on. I bet it will bring up the most beautiful pics of limestone cliffs and deep blue sea. It is a climbers paradise, and on our second day me and Will attempted a trip to the lagoon. What we failed to realise however, is that the lagoon is situated inside an ancient volcano structure. And there are nothing but a few ropes tied onto trees to save you from a broken spine. After reaching the summit, we 'pressed on to Moscow' (I was shaking, not a fan of heights, especially not with the knowledge that we were in a f*****g volcano thing), and didn't quite reach the lagoon at the bottom (you have to shimmy up the ropes holding your own weight, that wasn't gonna happen). But I am told by Will that it was beautiful. The whole of Railay seemed like the set of Jurassic Park, weird sqawks every now and then, and trees that you could live in, all framed inside a lush canopy.
The next night we went for a curry on the beach, did a bit of snorkelling, and had a night swim with the phosphorence, which was amazing.
We got to Phi Phi yesterday and are relishing the comparative civilisation- There is a 7/11 shop here! Went out last night, watched a fire show and had a few buckets. For those who are unfamiliar with the bucket concept- imagine a child's pail half filled with vodka, and topped up with coke and ice. They were giving them out for free at a bar we went to yesterday, accompanied by free shots for those brave enough to face the giant fiery skipping rope. Naturally Will was up first, and rocked it- I did the fire limbo, jumped through a ring of fire, and as we got more pissed, had the balls to jump through the ring on Will's back. Covered in scratches and bruises today, but all was worth it. I think our plan is just to stay here until we cannot bear anymore buckets, then either bus down to Malaysia, or take in the quiet island that is Koh Lanta.
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