Koh Samui

We arrived after a long flight and barely 3 hours of sleep in
our systems. But the minute we landed in koh Samui we both felt instant
draining of toxic levels and a breath of fresh air - puns intended. There was
this man - I could feel his excitement. And no he wa not drunk, I know that.
He was the first up from his seat, when the flight landed. Infact the air
hostess announced that we should all stay seated till the air plane is
pArked.(imagine a irresponsibly parked plane taking off downhill ?!!) then he was
the first in the exit and I swear I saw him trip at least thrice. Once from the
flight to the exit and the second time when he was looping over the staircase
like a teenager running for the doors after school, and the last that I saw was him
embarking from the small cute, buggy car which took us from the plane to the
thatched roof airport.I had my eyes on him, I could not help it, much to
madhur's irritation for not paying attention to the luggage,which was not
coming in! I just could not help it, he was so excited. Ooops did I forget to
mention his age?? Uhhh! Rough estimation - late 50's.
Now what is it with these Japanese folks? The guy leaves his wife, the wife
leaves her husband and the both leave their luggage all over the place in
trollies which have a mind of their own, all over the airport, trying to click
every square inch on a small efficient camera. He walked into the loo with his
camera going click click click, and I don't want to know what he clicked in
there. I know he did, cause i was in the adjacent loo and I heard sssss, click
, SSS click.
The airport was full of people from cold countries escaping,but ofcourse,the
cold. How did I know ?? Well the loo was filled with men and women desperately
stepping out of appx 6 layers of clothes into Skimpy shorts and tees, and hand
bags filled with thick furry jackets, which I heard one family describing in
detail how they would throw every piece in the sea and with what degree of
glee.
The hotel beats description. I will post pictures of the room with the view
later. The only way I can explain the gorgeousness of it all was I forgot to
pee. I wandered around like a drug addict in a store giving away free drugs,
and with my jaw dropping over the cliff I was standing over. Madhur had to
unwind the bandage he finally wrapped around my jaw to push it back in place.
Needless to say he did it only during dinner, leaving it intact during our
evening walk in the fisher mans village.
That in itself was a Experience. It was a friday street market and the thais'
were making cocktails on the street. Complete with ice and shaker and the
fringes. If only I could do this in the Anand melas held in Mumbai. What a
killing i would make?
Dinner was in a restaurant called - hold ur breath. Nope that was not the name - I am asking you to hold
your breath as I tell u the name. Ok. Inhale. - name of restaurant was
ORGASMIC. Now exhale. Arreee exhale. That's better!
It was truly ORGASMIC. The food. The alcohol. The dessert and the bar tender.