The wind was still blowing this morning, whipping the seas up, and keeping us sitting by the pool. In a quest to find the amazing snorkelling the island is meant to have, we hired another moped, although this time in more manly blue and white colours, and without a basket. We drove the only road to the other side of the island and spent the afternoon there, reading on the beach and spending a good while on the last snorkel, not really finding anything new apart from another school of fish that rapidly crunched their way around the coral.
We tried to explore the rest of the island, but there was literally one road only 5km long, and we missed even the dirt track turnoffs that were optimistically marked on the map. Still, we managed to squeeze in another beer whilst watching the sunset, and then cheated by going to the local Italian-Mexican restaurant for dinner. The Italian bit was on the opposite side of the road, which meant my pizza took a while to make it’s way over. That’s something the Thais haven’t mastered yet – delivering food at the same time (it is tasty when you get it, so we’ll let it slide…)