So 'awkward' would be an understatement. My new roommate was as in love with the sexy pod as I was and getting rid of him was proving very difficult. He asked the owner if there were any rooms and the owner said yes, so I told him to take one. So we went back to the owner and then there were suddenly no rooms. The only option was to stay with me again for cheaper than the previous night which was still more expensive than ANY OTHER PLACE in Krabi.

It was time to take matters into my own hands so after breakfast (which he kindly bought me as a Thank You) we made our way down to the beach to scope out the local hostels. There were hundreds, they were all beautiful, none of them cost more than £3 a night and he was being incredibly difficult!

A man on a bike, who had been watching us going in and out of hostels for a while approached us and asked us if we were interested in cheap accommodation with a pool, incredible views and for no more than £2 a night. I said 'HE' (definitely not 'WE') would love a look and before poor Stephan knew what was happening he was on the back of this man's bike being whisked away to some unknown shack.

Now I know this all sounds terribly harsh of me. Once again this is not something I would have ever considered doing in the UK. However, feeling pretty confident in the kind nature of the Thais I knew he wouldn't be in any danger, that the accommodation would probably be as described and that he would be absolutely fine. Which he was. (Phew) - More on this to come.

Talking about the incredible Thais, I feel it necessary to really illustrate how incredible these people are (apart from the one who stole my passport, obviously). The owner of LakeView Guesthouse was happy and chirpy man, who upgraded me at no extra charge for the entirety of my stay. He took me into town on his bike at no extra charge. His wife and daughters were constantly on standby in case I needed any tea or coffee (again FREE) and I was always invited to sit in their office to use the internet to my hearts content. They were so helpful, kind and generous. I would happily have my passport stolen again.

Ao Nang itself is a nice little seaside town, but very very touristy and the sand on the beach goes for about a meter before hitting high stone walls, so there wasn't really any sand to sink my feet into. The prom along the beach front has plenty of little bars and cafés and little benches and lounging areas but not really the best beach I have ever been to.

The town itself has everything you could possibly need. HUNDREDS of tourist information shops and tour agents. Cheap and expensive restaurants with a few welcome chains too... and yes I did have a coffee and a cake at Starbucks. Sue me.

Most of the people there seemed to be retired Brits who had never heard of sun cream and were therefore sporting some very creative burns on their rather rotund frames.

Unfortunately it was a little rainy throughout my stay in Ao Nang so I spent a lot of time watching Thai music channels, and very odd films. My absolute favourite was 'Why (Keep Your Head Down)' - those are a couple of talented South Korean boys. I had practically learnt the routine by the time I left. It was on every 5 minutes. Awesome though!

I did have a few friends at the Hotel too, which made the time fly by. Especially Jen and Alex, two lovely Canadians who I had met at the Full Moon Party and who were doing exactly the same stuff as me and who also happened to be staying in all the same places. Looks as though the TAT we were taken to in Bangkok was indeed very popular.

So apart from a few walks into town, a few stolen moments with a book on the 'beach' and a lot of Thai TV I had Strange Stephan to keep me on my toes. He would pop up next to me on the beach, outside my room in the morning, at dinner in the hotel restaurant (even though he was not staying there) and in odd shops in town, where I happened to be browsing.

Yes, I was a little perturbed by this behaviour and even more so when he suggested pretending we were together when we travel on, so we can save money on the rooms I had already paid for... Erm... how about NO?

Suffice it to say I moved on one morning bright and early without his knowing and that was the end of that sweet adventure.