I got up early and dumped our towels on sunbeams - I was getting one today. Then I went back up stairs, fetched my Edd and our toothbrushes. We did the necessaries, got a coffee and made our way to the desired location: 2 meters from the waves, horizontal, book in one hand, coffee in the other. Perfect bliss.

Unfornatley, it was the 'coldest' day since we'd arrived: there was quite a bit of cloud cover and it rained at about 10am. The sun usually made its reappearance at the latest, an hour after it rained, but not today. It never came back.

Edd enticed me to walk to the other beach, about 3km's only the beach to the left, in search of a hairdresser and food. The tide was going out and we walked along a sand bank with water on both sides, until we ran out of sand bank and had to wade back to shore. It was a great idea to begin with.

We walked along the resorts and then around the back and made our way back along the street. We stopped to enquire about buying 2 sarongs, as we needed beach towels, but they were too heavy and bulky to carry in our bags, so Edd's bright idea was to get sarongs instead. They wanted $8 for a piece of cloth with no seam. Ludicrous. One lady even argued with him that he was rude because he refused to pay the exorbitant prices. His argument was that it would be far cheaper in Thailand. He response was that her 'sarongs' (glorified pieces of brightly coloured, unhemmed cloth) came from Siem Reap. He agreed they probably did, but they'd gotten there by being shipped across from Thailand, like everything else. We'd wait until we got back to Bangkok and buy them there.

We cut across, back to the beach and walked back. No haircut and false promises of lunch, I was not a happy bunny. We got back to the local stop, just down from our bungalows, and ordered our usual. We were the only 2 there and had the place to ourselves. The lady who ran it brought over a needle and thread at one point and asked me to thread if for her: she obviously had issues with her sight, but did not have glasses for whatever reason.

We went back to our bungalow and I continued to read my book: it was really good and I couldn't put it down. Eating and sleeping were becoming inconveniences. Edd read the news on his phone and then later brought me a G&T and went off to play pool.

We had dinner with some of the new friends he'd made, about half of the group from the night before, and then we all headed back to our bungalow for drinks. We collected our washing that he'd dropped off that morning and felt like accomplished adults. Edd had made friends with girls from Lithuania earlier in the day and they joined us for drinks. We slinked off again after 10pm and went to bed. There were people at the bungalows significantly older than us that looked like teenagers in comparison to our bedtime routine, but we were tired, and I had a book to read.