Shortly before 24:00 Clock. Lamai Beach. Our last night on Koh Samui has begun. decide on with the thought in your head in the next few days a year of wonderful experiences we go through something truebselig partysuechtigen the flow of tourists. Although the weather did not the last days of my expectations in line was the time here very pleasant. About two clock we head for our well-known Fusion Club.
Shortly after seven clock, we are once again on the beach in front of our bungalow resort. We want to spend the last hours before the departure cozy here. For an hour I something a nicker. Half twelve comes our Shuttle brings us and to Nathon. We wait 30 minutes to get on a bus that takes us halfway back again. Finally, we turn it off after Donsak to the ferry to Surat Thani to take. There, we jump back into our bus. Somewhere along the road we are with the note that will come in a few minutes our next bus, dismissed. Already come to a tuk tuk, invites us and we end up in the next transportation bureau. Two hours should we wait until our bus is here. We sit in a small room, the roller door is open and the awning gives some shade. We render an instant Tom Yum soup and then sit down for a while on the sidewalk in the sun. After seemingly endless waiting is the same tuk tuk we throw our luggage come again and climb behind. Again, we take a good 20 minutes. This time we land in one of the overpriced fast service. Once again, we wait over an hour to our VIP bus, a rather run-down transport unit, and finally drives up. Meanwhile, it's half eight and we are six hours now. As long as I'm already awake, I would like to recalculate do not now. We reach
Bangkok, and a half hours delay, at half past five the next morning. Our last bus was on our trip again in themselves. Despite the humidity in the air-conditioning bus was unbearable. The underground road so bad that the bus driver constantly Inporting evasive maneuver considered necessary added and the passengers in their attempts to find some sleep properly herflogen and forth. The brother has it right. Maybe we would have to also invest the 54 EUR more easily and get comfortable in the aircraft? But the last 362 days was not exactly our style, we need not begin on the remaining days into it. The bus stops of course not in front of the San Kaoh Thus, the backpacker is once again compelled the services already waiting taxi and tuk tuk drivers to take advantage. 40 Baht for 2 minutes, please, thanks! Finally back at the Green House on my bed I notice the loss of my credit card. Man, for 3 days and I would have done it. Before the bus ride I had not. I understand's just do not. My overtired brain but leaves no reasonable inferences to more. We stumble again in search of something edible away without hesitation. Clock on time at 8:00 we are finally freshly showered in our beds. The room, the epitome of a jail cell stinks, indescribable by stale air. With complete indifference, I just try to fall in nothing but a deep sleep.
