The Island Life

Stepping off the plane into Ko Samui, one notices the air feels...dense. Hot and Humid. After two flights from Chiang Mai to arrive to island paradise, we were all feeling a little grimey, and it was like our hotel was reading our minds because as we stepped into our transport van, the resort dude handed out ice-cold, lightly scented towels and cold waters. It was pure heaven.

 

Then, we settled into our private villas (which are quite possibly the nicest "rooms" I have ever stayed in in my life for $200 a night)...and headed to the beach. Here is where we all got a really quick lesson in the power of the sun. We all got a healthy dose of Vitamin D in about 10 minutes. And then they brought around more towels...does it get any better?

 

Also, said heat also inhibits a lot of beach chair reading, as we are spending most of the time wading around in the perfectly cooled pool. Nate is also giving Ryan swimming lessons each day which is quite enjoyable.

Ryan tried his hand at wind surfing, and made significant progress over the boys' attempts in Cozumel. Nate has been doing a lot of open-water swimming in the ocean to prep for Triathlon season!

 

And we have been especially excited about the food on the island. There has been lots of seafood consumed, especially by Ryan. We ventured away from Thai the first time last night and tried Mexican. We were all craving salsa and chips given the tropical feel...can't say they have that quite nailed down yet, but it handled the craving.

 

 

We were worried that the affordable massages would go away once we hit the beach, but alas the $6 hour-long Thai massage still exists, but now exists with an amazing view too!

 

We had, most likely, our grossest translation fail during this massage, when Ryan started asking about the clubs and the lady given him the massage was telling him about the 'transvestite' population in Chaweng--also the clubbing district. As Ryan helped his masseur out with the word for "transvestite" Nate says:

"I prefer Lady Boy"

Meaning..he prefers that TERM. (Do you see where the misinterpretation is coming in here?)

Everyone starts CRACKING up, and the lady keeps saying "you prefer lady boy" and starts laughing. She then proceeds to tell a story I can only presume is hilarious in Thai, but involves her imitating a 'lady boy' with a really low voice and looking at Nate.

I finally had to step in and say "No, he doesn't. I'm his lady." and then they all cracked up even more.