We had a pretty lazy lie in considering our reasonably early night.

We eventually surfaced and found some breakfast before heading to the beach. It was hot and the beach was busy but we walked to the far end and found a spot to hang out for a few hours. The water was warm and clear. You can walk 400 meters out into the bay and the water level is still not above your waist, it's a strange feeling.

A few hours of chilling was interrupted with heavy rain and we walked home through the storm and took cover in bed while watching a movie.

This place has a odd resemblance to Glastonbury festival:

• Instead of tents it's concrete bungalows.
• When it rains poncho sales go through the roof.
• The ground is a running sewer and the smell can be horrific but nobody seems to care.
• People get so intoxicated that they really don't care where they are.
• You can't leave because you have payed so much to get here.
• Most people love it, some never want to return.

Unlike Glastonbury we never wish to return.

Options for dinner are endless and yet we ate in the same place we ate breakfast. My yellow curry was quite good, siobhs dinner was OK at the time of eating (read tomorrow's blog).

We found a quiet little cafe on the edge of civilisation were we sat and had tea, donuts, and chocolate brownies for dessert.

Today we had managed to find little slices of quiet on Phi Phi and it was pleasant. I only wish we had been here 15 years ago and witnessed the little local town of Phi Phi Don on this magical island before it has been ruined by travellers, the tsunami, money, us...me!

In the words if our lonely planet bible 'oh how beauty can be a burden'.