Well, there was certainly no chance of missing the next flight, as we were actually staying within the airport itself. And, so a few hours later, we had arrived in Phuket and checked into a hotel, and planned to make plans. It's monsoon season here at the moment, so for now, we plan to play it by weather, and hope for the best. We're going to try and cram to see everyhting we want to see at this side of Thailand, and if the weather doen't improve, move back across to the east coast for some sunshine and relaxation, before we hit China where we'll be non stop.

Yet another boat trip, good job we like boats, as we headed to Phang Nga Bay for the day. The group of islands is probably most famous for what is now known as James Bond Island, as it wasd featured in, i think, Man with the golden gun. This was our first stop, and it was surprisingly much smaller than I had imagined, a small limestone karst jutting out of the waters. Next we headed to the sea gypsy village, a community on stilts in the midst of the seas, with everything they need to be self sufficient, including even a football pitch. It was quite extraordinary, and kind of like walking through a museum. They seem to even cater for the tourist industry, with monkeys and eagles which they charge to have a photo taken with. Whilst still on the 'village', we enjoyed a traditional thai lunch, before reboarding our speedboat to Hong island.

Leaving the speedboat, we jumped into 'canoes'. I say canoes in this fashion as they were actually skinny dinghys, which they passed off as canoes. Me and Lucy were in one, with a man, who spoke very poor English paddling in the back. He asked our names, but I'm sure when he said Natasha, it sounded like lap dancer...

We had a go at paddling too, but it was much much harder than anticipated, and we only managed circles! Allowing our guide back in the lead, he led us through some amazing caves, away from the sea, which were magical. It was really fun, and the guide did try to exlain to us about the caves and formations, but we merely had to nod, as the communication barrier was quite wide in this instance.

Back on board, and thoroghly wet due to the dripping caves and our atrocious paddling soaking us, we sped to the final island of Naka Island, where we spent the last hour in the sun and sea, and the weather thankfully picked up a bit.