on my second day in Thailand, I did what the book said I shouldn't and turned up in Phi Phi without a booking. In a taxi on the way to the ferry on the Phuket side, the taxi driver had managed to freak me out about doing this; up to then I'd been blase, but his words started me worrying, and when I arrived at the pier and saw not one but four large ferries crammed to the gills with backpackers, I had images of myself lugging my pack across a hot island, begging for a space. Talking to a French couple calmed me down; they'd already arrived once in phi phi without a booking two weeks before and were doing the same thing again. So I followed them out to Long Beach, which is a hop in a long tail boat out and away from the main 'village', and ended up with the bungalow and the view of Phi Phi Leh above.
in the evening it all got a bit quiet so I headed back into the village. Sadly no pictures of me getting thoroughly drunk at a beach party on a bucket of cheap rum or something, dancing up on a platform and chatting to all sorts of people and even smoking a couple of cigarettes! Here instead is a picture of a coconut that has just landed on the ground and has begun to grow.
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