I have spent six wonderful, relaxing days on Koh Lipe, an island I found quite difficult to leave. During my stay I met a lot of nice people, had an embarrassing number of fruit shakes (evenly split between watermelon and mango) and spent every evening watching the sunset in awe about how amazingly beautiful it is here.
The “forbidden fruit” here are the banana pancakes with Nutella, which are simply to die for. I have introduced a rule for myself that I am only allowed to have two per week, or else I will return home with the silhouette of a sumo wrestler. I have to practice my discipline while being a backpacker bum anyway, so I thought this to be a good exercise.
A few days ago, I went on a snorkeling trip and ended up on a boat alone with seven Thai university students on holiday. After making a remark in one of my previous posts about the large number of Swedes here and lack of cultural interaction, I now got my prayers heard and gained some insight into how young Thais go about snorkeling. Let me tell you, it is a bit different than we tend do it.
My co-passengers jumped in the water with all clothes still on, life jacket (!), mask and snorkel, but no fins. Instead of seeking out the more shallow reefs, they stayed on deep waters close to the boat, preferably clinging to a life buoy, spreading out fish feed. This caused large amounts of small fish to reach the surface, which were then photographed through the hole in the buoy or by carefully dipping their heads in the water. On the boat between stops, time were spent constantly taking pictures (and I do mean CONSTANTLY), giggling and frantically applying sun block to the few spots of their bodies and faces not already covered with clothes. Needless to say, I felt a bit skanky in my bikini; hence I decided to save my tanning activity for a different day.
On the road now, spending the night in Krabi town and will reach my next destination, Koh Phangang, tomorrow evening.
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