It's typical that the day we decide to go snorkelling in Koh Ma and sit on the beach there, it's cloudy and windy. There were a few teasers of blue sky whilst we were there but the gaps in the clouds never seem to be anywhere near the sun expect for the off 10 minutes in the afternoon.
The men all went out snorkelling in the clear blue sea, Scott returned early - the wounded solider. He hit the ball of his foot on a rock or a shell and sliced the bottom of his foot open, only small but he said he had to get out as there was blood all around him and didn't want to attract the sharks in this shark invested water. Umm okay..?! Bloody fruit loop!
He was able to walk across the beach afterwards with the men, only for them to return about an hour later to break the news that they had wrecked the beach...
Behind the steep sand bank was a moat of fresh water about 3metres deep, (we found out afterwards because of the waterfall and stream) dad dug his heel in near to the edge of it and dragged it down about a metre towards the sea, then Ross had a go and Scott had a go and uncle Terry had a go... They left it and carried on walking across the beach only when the returned the 10cm wide and 1 metre long ditch was now 3 metres wide and ran straight into the sea and the depth of the most was only about 1 metre. So they had wrecked the beach as no one could walk straight across anymore with out walking through a running stream. Only to find a man on the otherwise of the most making a wall of sand to stop it from flooding the beach and going into the sea! Such home wreckers! Haha.

Scott slept on the beach for an hour in the afternoon whilst the rest of us went for a walk up the waterfall, His foot is looking pretty sore to be honest; it was flat all the way and we walked through some sort of holiday park with huts and tents, their toilets were fab, they were little shower rooms but with plants and pebbles in the walls and hanging from everywhere, to be one with nature when showering and doodying!
They were building an enormous treehouse up on a steep mountain, the tree was pretty cool, all of it's roots were above the ground! The place was being renovated, with the waterfall and new huts going up, there were tree chopping and men on zip wires working; it was all going on there!
I'm in the running for the next David attinborough of the family, Ross asked what the lines mean on a palm tree and what was growing from a tree... Beat him! Learnt my stuff in Goa at the spice plantations! I'm a right nature geek now, i can join in with them all! Haha.

Went to set off home... Ross has no petrol. It's always Ross that there's something wrong with this holiday for him, bless him! Not much good luck going for him at all! Managed to find gasoline about 20 yards from where he broke down!

Ross poorly tonight so didn't join us at the full moon party, me and Scott started talking g to a Canadian couple at the hotel bar so we just stuck with those all night, they were so much fun!! The beach was hell of a lot emptier tonight compared to the countdown party! There weren't queues to get buckets or go to the toilet! - bliss.
They were feeling spontaneous so we joined them in a long tailed boat ride to 'Eden' it was a beach around the corner but couldn't be accessed well by road. A tiny wooden boat in the middle of the night with 24 people on - drunk. A little nerve racking but the full moon was gorgeous shining down on the sea and the rocks. We took a trek up to this bad called Eden, it was a crazy little treehouse bar built on and around the huge rocks of the beach. So a little rock climbing and a lot of balancing was needed to cross the bamboo bridges and rocks! We had such a fun time bouncing around and dancing. Got a boat back about 3, watched the humongous sparklers burn; grabbed another bucket and of course Scott made a new friend! One bucket - free hug! Haha. Think she wet her pantyhose a little when Scott lifted her in the air and swung her around haha!
Had such a good night, didn't get in until 5.30am and I stayed awake the whole way home!

Got left feeling violated today... I had to use the bum gun because by the time I realised we had run out of toilet paper it was far to late to go to reception and get some! It's the weirdest feeling - ever.