We ate lunch on the boardwalk of sorts that wraps around this side of the beach. We're staying on Railay East, which is the more backpacker/budget oriented side of things. Railay West is home to the more exclusive resorts (the ones that have real air-conditioners and things like TVs). Our fan-cooled hut has character, though, and when we shower in cold water because there is no hot or can't finish washing our hair because the water is running out altogether, I know we're getting the TrUE experience, and you can't buy that.
Stacey hates it when I say that.
So today, after lunch/breakfast), we found this 5-island snorkel sunset tour that looked cool, so we decided to go. We were waiting to be picked up by the boat and realized that we would be going with a huge group that looked mostly like college kids. The tour guy said that they were all Canadian ("big party, party withe Canadians). We thought we'd go check them out.
When we walked over to their group of 16, two frat-like guys were twirling twin chains with marshmallow looking attachments on each end. They were not good at it. One guy couldn't get his chains to stop hitting each other and the other guy tried to twirl them over his head and kept repeatedly smacking himself in the back of the neck. I thought I recognized what they were, and sure enough, one of them said something about fire spinning.
"So you guys are doing fire spinning?" Stacey asked.
"Yeah," the first guy said, "we're performing tonight at First Bar."
"Wow," I said, taking in how many times the second guy was hitting himself, "um, did you take a class or something?"
"No."
"Oh."
The first guy looked bewildered that I had asked such a thing, while the second did his best to explain: "See, we had them on fire earlier, but we kept burning ourselves, so we put them out for now. But we'll have them on tonight."
Stacey and I just stared at them. "That's...really good."
To the group's credit, they did seem really fun. They entertained us as we traipsed from island to island. Once we thought we saw them playing Red Rover from across the beach. When we got back in the boat, Stacey asked what the game was that they had been playing. "Oh, I don't know," one girl said, "every time we go somewhere new, they make up a new game."
We saw some really cool islands, which all have huge stone cliffs jutting straight up out of the sea, as well as some white jellyfish that are about the size of small grapefruits.
Our guide, Chad, was ridiculous. He ran around in a purple shirt, yelling at everyone and shouting things no one could understand ("is he speaking half in English and half in Thai?"). I took a video of some of his more ridiculous moments.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3Uwlyb0bCk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QsZYVfocuFU
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