Koh Samui for Christmas

Monty and I pinned the tail on the donkey (so to speak) and chose Koh Samui for Christmas. It has taken a couple of days to find our feet but we are getting used to the place now. At first some blustery, overcast weather combined with a lack of accessible beach didn’t bode very well. The island is jaded and over developed and many of the businesses seem to be built well onto the beach, sometimes creating the illusion that the land they are on is reclaimed. We decided to entertain ourselves with the myriad of ‘adventure pastimes’ available to the Koh Samui tourist. Yesterday we went to see a disappointingly poorly inhabited and over priced butterfly garden (go to the Butterfly tree on Garnish Island in West Cork for much, much better) and I went to the fortune teller at the Big Budda beach and he told me some stuff about what colours to wear and avoid and he made me promise not to discuss some really interesting stuff so all that will be in the next posting LOL. We went around the island a couple of times on the geared scooter that Monty has rented and on which I had my first lesson today. Then we went go-carting and to the snake farm/show where I fell in love with an 8 foot length of muscle called Sammy (the snake) who gave me the best hug ever. The list of things to do also includes kayaking, fishing, croc farming, dirt track biking, quad biking, waterfall trekking, elephant trekking, bungi-jumping, abseiling over the jungle and kite flying - the list is endless and I am guessing that you will be able to imagine the ones I wont be engaging in. Tara for now.