So we arrived in Ko Tao and everyone from the Full Moon seemed to have the same idea as us as every guesthouse seemed to be full. We eventually found one right at the end of the beach which overlooked the see, it was pretty dreamy.

So after Phangan Ko Tao was just what the doctor ordered, every bar on the beach front had cushions to lounge on and watch the sun set. It was so chilled out after the madness that had preceded it. But after a couple of days lazing around we thought we should see what else the island had to offer.

Everyone who goes to Ko Tao goes diving, I think it's the law. However because of our visa running out we didn't have time to do the 4 day open water course so have to opt for a spot of snorkeling. So after a day on the beach we duly booked our boat trip for the following day, which would be leaving at about half 9. Feeling like we had everything under control we headed out for a spot of Barracuda and a beer. One turned into a few…and when we woke to our horror it was 11 o'clock. Oops. After raising ourselves from the slumber, we attempted to save the day from becoming a complete write-off by getting a long tail boat to NangYuan island - two islands, separated only by a stretch of sand, cracking place. After swimming with some fishes that seemed intent on eating us rather than the coral we headed back to the mainland happy.

That evening we booked our boat/bus ride back to Bangkok for the following morning, leaving around 10. Déjà vu anyone….So out we pop for some more seafood and we realize the reason the island was so busy. An apparently huge Swedish hip hop artist was playing that night at one of the bars along the beach. After a bit of a sing along with pretty versatile singer/songwriter at a bar called Choppers we headed down to the beach to search out the Swedish sensation. We think we found him at a bar called Timbuktu, (we think because if it was him he was pretty small and we were at the back) but that didn't stop us from having a good time. After one toilet trip too many the inevitable happened and we got separated but found each other back at the room some hours later. Sleep took us and when we rose, low and behold it was gone 11. (I later learnt Westall had pressed the snooze button on his phone). Now this was pretty annoying. We'd missed our boat meaning we'd miss the bus to Bangkok. Given that we were going to Bangkok to get to Cambodia this was potentially going to put us back a day or two. But after some breakfast we were seeing the funny side and had decided we weren't going to pay again and resolutely decided our charm(!) was going to get us onto a later boat without parting with another penny. After a bit of D.I.Y alteration on the ticket and a few phone calls from the pier to the travel shop by the lady giving out the boat tickets we managed to smuggle our way on board and relax. Only 30 hours to Cambodia……