The travels of Tim and Megan: Ko Samui, Thailand

On Tuesday morning we left Ho Chi Minh and flew to Bangkok and then on to Ko Samui. We were fortunate enough to get moved to an earlier flight to Ko Samui, which meant that we didn't have to wait very long in Bangkok. Ko Samui was just as hot as Ho Chi Minh but slightly less humid. We are staying in the hotel that we stayed in three years ago when we were here.

On Tuesday afternoon we went and checked out the beach and had a couple of drinks and then wandered the streets looking for somewhere for dinner. An Indian man jumped out at us trying to persuade us into his Indian restaurant. We weren't really that keen for Indian but when he discovered where we were from and told us that he had "Kiwis and Sri Lanka" live World Cup semi final, we were sold. So in we went. After dinner we went to an Irish pub which also had the cricket on TV. Sadly the Black Caps got spanked. Oh well.

Wednesday was pretty uneventful. We lazed on the beach most of the day, occasionally floating on lilos in the water when we got too hot, and eating the odd pineapple. In the evening we bought a few (few too many) Singha beers from the supermarket and sat on our porch drinking beer. The dehydration we were experiencing from sitting in the sun all day, coupled with the 5 per cent alcohol and the speed we were throwing them back culminated in us -mainly Tim - getting absolutely smashed. We met up with a couple of Aussie guys from a few doors down and had drinks (what better way to commemorate Anzac Day) with them and then went out for dinner with them and watched Aussie embarass Sth Africa in the cricket. Awesome. Sadly, we were both in bed by 10pm, average effort.

Some of you may remember that we met Superporn (flight attendant) and Poo (waitress) on our last trip. We have yet to see Poo, but we can reveal that Superporn has been replaced by a male flight attendant with the equally stunning name of Am Porn. It's the little things that make Thailand the place it is.

The last few days have been rather lazy days. We have shocking news for you...actually there is some good news, some bad news, some more bad news and some shocking news. The good news is that we are both safe and well and not even sick yet (miracle). The bad news is that it pissed down here today, tropical storms, so bad that we lost power for about 3 hours. Madness. The other bad news is that our toilet shat itself (ironic) so we had to change rooms at our hotel. One minute it was fine, next minute it was pissing water skyward out of the cistern. Danger.

The shocking news, which is what you were all waiting for, is that Tim has shaved the mo off. He is now clean shaven. At least he was yesterday afternoon. He is now stubbly again. It got itchy and annoying and he realised that it would leave him with a pasty white mark around his mouth, which would not be a good look for job interviews in London. The funny thing was that we were rooming across from a German guy called Herbert (before our toilet crapped itself) and he didn't recognise Tim after he shaved...he thought Tim was 10 years younger. Brilliant.

Thursday was another lazy day. It involved lying on the beach and paddling in the ocean on a lilo, mixed with the odd eating of a pineapple. Tough stuff. In the evening, we had another few beers, played some pool in the bar across the road and had an early-ish night. At least early-ish compared to the English girls that stumbled in to the room next to us at 6.30am.

Friday was another lazy one (theme developing). We slept in and then got some brunch before walking the 30-metre journey to the beach. It was really hot for a while, but then the weather packed in and bucketed down for a couple of hours in the afternoon, which sent us back to the pool tables at our local bar. We also got chatting to a Kiwi couple from our resort. The girl was from Queenstown, so she was most upset when we informed her of Nick Evans' inability to convert from the sideline to beat the Hurricanes in the final minute (the Highlanders lost 21-22).

Then we went and sunk a few curries for dinner (you think we're joking, but Iwe're not...Tim actually ate two curries himself), which was great. Hopefully the weather holds up tomorrow...or at least the toilet does...we shall see.