Full Moon Party Koh PHi Phi

Ah the pace of life is easy here. Gt up at 8, stroll down to the cafe for a full English, watch a couple of episodes of Family Guy while I eat; then a two minute stroll to the pristine beach to sun bathe and swim till lunch.

Lunch is usually about a litre of fresh fruit ice blend smoothie, then it's time to shower and cool off under the a/c while watching an afternoon movie on cable. Quick siesta and then out for the night.

You could get used to this.

I already have.

So it's full moon party night and I have to say I'm pleased with my decision not to go to Koh Panang. Everything is so much more intimate here on Phi Phi, there are no worries about police or crime and the bars and restaurants here have really stepped up for the full moon party with fire shows, live bands and all night dancing. Transport is easy on Phi Phi as everything is just a short drunken stagger away.





You can't beat a band and a fire show, especially when a 1 litre bucket of vodka and coke costs £2.

My head WILL hurt in the morning but then again my most pressing engagement for tomorrow is lying on the beach for 4 hours so I should be ok.

Back to Phi Phi

Well Koh Lanta was nice, you just can't beat a cold beer and a breathtaking sunset. Truth is though, I miss Koh Phi Phi. It's just got everything I need - so I'm heading back there.

On balance I thing I will skip Koh Samui and the Eastern seaboard on the basis that at their very best they can only hope to match Phi Phi and at their worst they will be like Patong in Phuket which was a nightmare.

It means missing the full moon party but again if I want the thrill of thousands of drug infused teenagers, 40 year old power drinkers and undercover cops I can just go to Watford town centre any Friday night.

So it's back to the lovely Phi Phi Don:

Well full moon party is looming and they throw a big bash at Hippies Bar on Phi Phi Don so stay close for the blow by blow action....

Mr C

The Beach

Just a few miles off the coast of Phi Phi Don is the tiny 4 square mile island of Koh Phi Phi Ley, an uninhabited island that was unknown and unremarkable until Hollywood descended in the late eighties the film "The Beach".

Since then both islands have been the target of thousands of avid tourists seeking that perfect Caribbean-style idyll of a deserted, pristine, perfect beach.

I remains an uninhabited island by both day trippers and overnight campers travel there in droves. I have decided to become one of the latter and sleep on The Beach.

The journey was a classic Thai experience. Halfway out from the pier the captain decided (rightly) that the boat was too small for the 30 of us and all the equipment, so we jumped ship, pirate style to a converted fishing boat pictured below.

That boat then broke down not once , not twice but three times on the 40 minute journey!

We finally made it a couple of hours before sun set with the option of swimming ashore or kayaking around the bay.

As I mentioned before I swim like an articulated lorry, so the prospect of swimming the mile or so into shore in water 10m deep did not appeal. By contrast clambering from the Titanic onto a sea kayak, fully clothed with my camera in the same 10 metre water was a positive thrill.

Fortunately years of heavy drinking prepared me fully for situations that combine moving surfaces and a near total lack of balance. The sheer dread of capsizing saw me cutting through the water in my kayak like a ruddy torpedo.

Eventually the day trippers left and we 30 brave few had the beach to ourselves; as you can image quite a few asked for my autograph, I was able to put them straight on the fact that I am not in fact Leonardo, first thing in the morning.

Tents were set up and the BBQ and most importantly the portable bar. I'm sure I don't need top paint you a picture, but those buckets of Sansong (Thai whisky) and coke stack up pretty quickly, especially with lager chasers.

The highlight for me was swimming in the phosphorescent algae, beneath a perfect clear night sky.......before passing out cold on the beach.

I find it ironic that following the uproar about the ecological damaged caused by the filiming (the film company actually had the audacity to plant real trees on the island) not one word is now being said about the significant damaged caused by thousands of littering tourists that decend on the beach every week.

Anyway.....crikey, that rock looks like a gigantic penis!

Join me for more intellectual humour next time from Koh Lanta.

Next: Koh Lanta

Take care all.

Mr C