We reluctantly woke up early, but thankfully checked out of our s***ty non-aircon bungalow, and made our way to our next hotel, courtesy of father Boon.

But firstly, a trip to the medical centre was in order due to Wills gammy leg. On our recent evening adventure the night prior to the mid-dive lesson sickness, Will had been dancing on a chair (I don't know why either...) and subsequently fallen off, scraped his knee, and now it was infected. It looked gross.

Hobbling into the doctors, he paid the 500 baht charge and the nurse soon got to work. Scraping off the infection and pouring iodine on the wound looked insane. I took the photo at the consequence of the nurse telling me off and to get out the room. It was worth it for that photo.

Now as I have mentioned before, the taxis in Thailand are generally pick up trucks with panels in the back that vaguely resemble seats. A cheap form of transport. We approached a few locals who ran the taxi 'company', told him our destination, and asked for a price. He told us it would be 400 baht unless we found two more people to travel with. Right, seems normal. Reluctant to pay 400 baht and explaining that there was only two of us, the local became aggressive toward me. I explained that it was a 10 minute journey and wouldn't pay more than 100 baht each - standard rate for taxis. Again, he argued, cursed, waved his hand, and told me to f*** off. I wasn't having this!!

"Well here goes my money, back into my purse. Good luck finding customers with that attitude!"

He continued to swear at me. His goonies were now getting involved, rising from their broken plastic lawn chairs and flanking their amigo. They were all telling me to f*** off.

"Good luck explaining to your wife that you can't afford dinner tonight mate!"

I couldn't help it. I knew it wouldn't help. But I wasn't going to be spoken to like that! He was supposed to be providing a service, pfft, he needs a lesson in customer service.

As he advanced towards me, we thought this was a good time to leave. Hastily, we found another taxi, and agreed on 300 baht. I didn't want to be thrown into a Thai prison. I'd seen Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason.

Not much to report on the rest of today: a lazy pool day in the sun for me, whilst Will was isolated to the hotel room as his infected gammy leg didn't allow him to swim. Chin up.

Later that evening, we explored the town and had dinner, several drinks, before heading back for an early night. Tomorrow morning 4.45am was gonna be a killer!