F E L I N E R S

I remember being so excited about leaving NY for Asia - the reason was mostly Koh Samui. The last time I had some sun was summer when I first got here but that seemed like ages ago, and I was turning a weirder shade of pale everyday.

The fantastic thing about the trip (or so I thought) was that I was able to get so many of my friends to go - Bee, Grace + Zahrin, Sri, June, Lilian. But I also found out in the end that having everyone at the same place for a week wasn't exactly the best way to catch up and spend quality time with them, especially one on one. I was quite disappointed at that bit (I kept telling myself that I should have known better). Besides that, I'm not fretting though. I still had a blast.

We flew Berjaya Air on a 48 seater. I found the experience quite scary.

Chaweng Cove Resotel

The place we stayed in, Chaweng Cove Resotel, was okay except for the compulsory New Years Eve Gala which was a total rip off at THB2000.

Venkut the male gigolo

We rented scooters and went around the island. It was shit scary in the beginning riding on one but it wasn't long until I developed almost an obsession with it. Huha! The rest of them even went to Hinta & HinYai, as well as the waterfall. Bee already posted photos of those places. We also checked out the party scenes at the Green Mango area.

Vroom vroommm. I likeyyy.

Getting loaded on THB40 tequilas outside Green Mango. Woohoo.

Lookout point between Chaweng & Lamai.

Garf & Tabby. I really like this photo (Garf, I like this look better than the 'hao' look). Lunch at Lamai Beach.

Yes, there is rock-climbing in Samui. I never knew that.

Way to get high. Taken at the climbing place.

I found the directions to get high. Then we got high of course...

Chaweng Beach, albeit not the prettiest beach on Samui, has something for everyone. It is the busiest and liveliest strip on Samui, dotted with bars, shops, restaurants and resorts.

The massages. At THB300 or less for a full body massage, we all got hooked.

The doggies...and the babies. Bee posted her share of dog photos and I will post mine.

The New Years Eve Party. After the gala dinner at our resort we head out to the bars in the centre of Chaweng, somewhere near Ark Bar.

It was actually Bee's birthday on Dec 29th, the second day we were there. Grace & I bought this little cake for her but due to my being drunk the first few nights, we forgot and only brought it out on New Years Eve. We wished her on the 29th, of course, but I don't think she was very happy...

Buckets after buckets of Long Island and Thai Beers kept most of us very happy.

L-R: Tabby, Zahrin Bunny Ears, Kitty

Reviving the good ol' times. We're missing Vonnie & Kap though.

Kitty gone wild.

I can't recall doing anything the next day except for waking up with a hangover and wanting to go back to sleep. We spent the next few days recharging for the next bash - the Full Moon Party on Koh Phangan. Whilst the rest visited a few places around the island, Peter & I spent our days lazing around Chaweng.

The ones who made it for breakfast the next day.

Yes hunny, you can use this as your myspace profile photo.

Hinta & Hinyai Rocks. Haha. Sorry Neeraj, I just gotta post this one up.

And this one too, Tabby. Hehhh.

That is one cool pink tuk-tuk. Good on you guys.

I just realized that quite a few interesting things happened during our week-long holiday in Samui. Sri and I had that night of trying to cut a deal on maryjane with some Thai dude at 4am outside 7-11 when we were both half-drunk, Peter went missing one night on his scooter and walked in on me only in the morning whilst I was eratically ringing the hospital, convinced he is dead, Bee had her episode of laughing and crying and swirling on the hotel bed, some of us had an open conversation surrounding the theme 'erotic sexual fantasy' (we really weren't sober) and Sri was convinced he had a splinter in his foot and decided that he wanted to visit the local doctor to fix that problem. Unfortunately, after few rounds of pokin and diggin, there was no splinter to be found.

Hey-ho. Lucky I didn't go to the hospital (I too was convinced I had a splinter after dancing around barefooted on New Years Eve).

The Full Moon Party took place in Haad Rin Beach on the neighbouring island of Ko Pha Ngan. It was a choppy 30 minutes speedboat ride to the island and there we were greeted by a sea of drunk and merry party-goers. The Thai policeman at the pier was convinced that I was Thai and pressed for my ID.

I said to him, shaking my head at the same time, "I'm not Thai!" He looked at me funny and smiled, "You're not Thai? Yes, you're Thai!"

I suddenly realized that he wasn't going to let me through unless he was convinced that I am indeed, not Thai. So I said, "No, no, no, I AM NOT THAI. I am MALAYSIAN. From Malaysia!"

He smiled again, thinking I was trying to outsmart him. He then shifted his glanze to Peter. Peter quickly said, "She is from Malaysia. Not Thai." At that he went, "Ok, ok" and let me through.

I don't know this dude but he's dressed up and he has a bucket!

Sri would have bagged himself Yu, this Thai girl, had he not gotten totally drunk and disappeared on all of us. She was very interested in him and I got her to hang out with us the whole time, thinking he'd eventually find his way back to us. He didn't and she got tired of waiting.

U know what they say...Eat,

Drink...

and Be Merry!

The speedboat ride home was ugly. It was a miracle that we survived it at all. On top of having to find the correct boat company (there were maybe 10 or more) we also had to wrestle with hundreds of others for seats on the boat. Failure to get on the current boat means having to wait for the returning one. Both Peter and I lost our thongs on the beach so we had to walk barefoot on dead coral to get to the boats. Never try this - they pierce through the sole of your feet like broken glass. It was 8am by the time we got back to our hotel room. After what seemed like the shortest 3-hour shut eye, we had to get our acts together and check out by 12 noon.

I don't know about the rest but I sure wasn't too happy or cheerful about leaving.