We’ve just returned from our trip around the Thai islands in the Andaman sea and going through our photo folders realised that we haven’t yet shared all the stories from our last island trip! But the good thing about taking notes and pictures when you travel is that you can look back and relive all those beautiful memories again.
We started our last trip in Koh Phangan (Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3 – trip to Angthong Marine Park), then continued to Koh Samui and finally, Koh Tao, which we loved the most. So here it goes – the second day on this lovely island:
Koh Tao – Day 2
We got up, packed some bread and cucumbers (we’re that kind of people) and rented a kayak for 4 hours as we wanted to avoid paddling in the heat. There was no question of where we wanted to go – to the tiny Nangyunan island at the end of Sairee beach. We got further away from the shore (to avoid maneuvering round fishing boats) and we realised how lucky we were that we didn’t take the kayak for a full day. After 15 min of fighting the waves we were already tired! But of course we kept going and 45 min later reached the pretty island. We stopped on the beach and got off, but as soon as we did that, some guy walked to us saying we have to pay an entrance fee, so we jumped back into our kayak and started paddling around the island. The waves hitting rocks on the shores, lots of crabs running to hide whenever we came close – sometimes we just stopped for a while, allowing waves to swing the kayak while we enjoyed just being there.
After a while the sun started burning more aggressively, so we headed back. This time we were kayaking close to the shore as it was nice to watch the rocky shores from such a small distance, and when we reached the beach we were paddling laid down in the kayak with people swimming and snorkeling around us, a cute black dog playing in the water, fishing boats everywhere around…
When we came back we decided to make our way up to the viewpoint marked on the map not too far from where we were staying. We walked through a beautiful palm tree forest and then lost our way for a bit – it was difficult to tell whether we were walking across people’s backyards or a footpath.
By the time we reached the viewpoint it started raining. We hid under a house on the poles and admired the view of the rocky coastline below. As we found out later, this was better than the viewpoint – there was a nice temple at the top of the hill, but you couldn’t see anything below through the trees. A random thought crossed my mind that we’d probably start losing weight soon, walking up and down these hills and constantly sweating…
By the time we came back it was already dark. We took our camera for a walk along the beach until we chose one of those beachfront bars for a drink. There was a guy playing with a guitar, waves crashing 5 metres away from our feet, a nice warm light coming from a fire torch in a glass bottle… And for some reason it felt a bit like sitting by a fire somewhere in the woods in Lithuania.