With an almost full day of boats and buses to Bangkok ahead of us, we mopeded out to a cafe on a cliff to have breakfast with a view, and soak up the last of what Koh Tao had to offer. As we sat expectantly waiting for the ferry, a little notice appeared indicating that the ferry was running a couple of hours late, the only problem being that we were now due to arrive in Bangkok at 2am, fun!
The journey made us thankful of iPods and their vast selection of music, memories of long bus journeys with a Walkman and a few worn out cassettes are a thing of the past. As expected our arrival in Bangkok was amongst the chaos of taxi and tuk-tuk drivers eager to help make a quick buck, so much so it wasn’t even worth haggling when they start at about 25 times the actual fare. The hotel was only a short walk away, so with that overladen traveller look of big rucksack on the back, and small one on the front we made our way through the deserted streets to the nirvana of a proper bed for the night.