At 8am, the banging in my dreams started again. I awoke to find that it had now manifested itself into reality, as a bunch of builders were gathered just outside, chucking slabs around whilst smoking cigarettes simultaneously. We somehow suffered it for another few hours before waking up tired around 10am. We looked up another hotel in a different part of town which was meant to be near a fisherman’s village, and hailed a cab to take us there in the hope of some peace and quiet. The fact that the driver was charging us over £8 for a ten minute drive wasn’t the best start for him, nor was it bettered by the fact that we were still a way away from the village itself at this new hotel and wanted him to take us a little further, a concept which he couldn’t grasp. We begrudgingly offered to pay extra, but he was having none of it. He and Sarah ended up both shouting at each other for a few minutes before I had to step in, telling him to quieten down and chill out. Sarah was emotionally drained and upset at this point so we just gave up trying to reason, gave him his 400 baht and checked into The Mermaid Resort, about two kilometres away from where we wanted to be.
|The hungry fisherman|
|The Big Buddha, just chilling...|
Back at our hotel, the film channel was showing Good Will Hunting, so we popped another tramadol and I got writing whilst Sarah watched. After that, Goodfellas came on, which somewhat distracted me from the task at hand. “GO GET YER FUCKIN’ SHINE BOX, TOMMY!”. This was immediately followed by Gran Torino, then a stupid Adam Sandler comedy called Grandma’s Boy. I’d had enough of writing, smoking and watching by this point, but was happy to see Half Baked come on just as I was getting ready to sleep. I realised at this point that the films were being screened in alphabetical order, and probably being broadcast from someone’s computer hard-drive, somewhere across the island. If I were being harsh, I’d probably go so far as to say this channel was the best thing about Koh Samui. This channel WAS the best thing about Ko Samui. Remember, remember the fifth of November, Ko Samui is shit.