Samui Schmoozie

This week I have mostly been wishing I was in Koh Samui which is where we were three weeks ago for Dapperses birthday. Unfortunately the place had changed a little from the photo here. (I didn't take that by the way, I am not that tall) What this photo doesn't show is the construction site on the left of the villa that meant an early morning arousal to dualling band saws. Try as we might to drink to a comatose state, the whine of palm wood being cut was our 7:00 am bush alarm clock. Unfortunately also one we could not turn off, although I probably wouldn't want to be fumbling around trying to turn a band saw off it was my alarm clock that would probably hurt. This rude awakening was made worse by the idea of maybe being able to sleep through it by drinking heavily the night before, quite a vicious circle really.
But the little ANZACS that we are we got through our days as best we could lounging by the pool, tucking into some tasty Thai food from our resident staff all the while waiting for the Thai masseuseses to show up. They also did your nails if you wanted that, which Darren did and you needed safety goggles as his tallons were clipped. We did in fact venture out of compound once so I could watch the rugby, but there was really no reason to leave.
We did seem to be beset with little problems on top of the whining saws, the tiles started coming off the pool. Possibly as a result of the extreme force exerted when pushing off during the swimming carnival, or perhaps as a result of some quite good bombing, we weren't sure. Our special apology for the bandsaw noise, dinner on the beach was rained out. Our boat trip to the islands ended 20 minutes into the trip when the motor more or less conked out.
But the best was to come at the airport as we were heading home. Turns out I am a crap travel agent and the ticket I booked for Kathryn was for the next day. A bit inconvenient as the plane was full and she was on business travel the next day. But it all worked out ok, we all made it back safe and sound with everyone agreeing that despite the odd little problem it was a smashing holiday and that I was to never book anyone's air travel again.