Day 15 : A little more than not a lot...

11:45
I have a slightly rough night’s sleep. Some bad news from back home pervades my dreams, and I wake in a bit of a tiz on more than one occasion. I generously allow Vicki to sleep till 09:24, before deciding enough is really enough. She’s banked another 10 hour plus sleep, and frankly, it’s getting a little ridiculous now.

While she’s slept, I’ve come to the conclusion that we’re not staying exactly where I thought we were. The main Ao Nang town is a couple of kilometres to the East of us, alongside Ao Nang beach. We, rather, are staying next to Nopharat Thara beach, which is just not the same thing at all. We decide to head over to Ao Nang proper for some breakfast, and find a very cool little café knocking out decent brunch type stuff. It’s a lot busier over here - tons of knock off shops selling fake branded goods. We decide Nopharat Thara, with its idiosyncratic night market, small Thai run bars and restaurants is more our speed.

We’re deciding what to do with our single full day in Ao Nang. The conclusion is (perhaps unsurprisingly) not very much. We’ve both really enjoyed taking some time out to properly rest on this trip, and it’s been a while since we’ve been able to do so together. We’d thought about getting a longboat over to Railay beach, a couple of headlands further East from us, and only accessible from the water. A combination of feckless layaboutery, and concerns over Vicki’s skin combine to dissuade us from this strategy. We’ve already decided we’re going to come back to Thailand, and have been building a healthy and growing list of stuff we want to do when we do…

19:30
We’ve become ‘not doing very much’ ninjas. I have an amazing nap around 12:30, and wake at 14:00 full of very few beans. We mooch for an hour or so, then decide there’s a day out there at which we should probably go and have another look. We mosey as far as Pink Lady, and get sucked in by our new friends. There follows a very intense few games of shut the box (which I appear to have misnomered 'shit the bed'), with Vicki the winner of a tight competition, 3-2. We move onto Connect 4, and this time, I’m the victor. All this accompanied by some ultra chilly beers. It’s past 16:00, and we’re feeling some hunger pangs, so we head back to Chomlay for a late lunch. More delicious food follows - a black pepper chicken stir-fry for me, and some simple soy fried noodles for Vicki.

We reason that it’s been close to 3 hours since someone had a nap. It’s Vicki’s turn, so back at our guesthouse, she’s quickly out for a 60 count, while I read contentedly next to her…

Not 100% sure what our evening plans will entail, except that we’re both in need of a shower, and some wine.

23:30
There’s something not quite right about Team Irvine today. I think we’re just both feeling a bit under-powered. Perhaps just a touch of fatigue after a couple of weeks on the road, maybe the hint of a little bug keeping us both a little deflated. Whatever it is, it pervades our evening plans. We pop out to an Italian restaurant for a quick bite to eat, neither of us quite fancying spice and heat tonight. Don’t think either of us are particularly hungry, but we’ve a boat trip tomorrow, and will avoid eating till we arrive at our next destination. We’re back in our room by 22:30, and Vicki turns in not long after that. I’m not quite sleep ready yet, so read for a while. I’m conscious that Vicki is not dropping off to sleep in her usual, almost instantaneous fashion. Crikey.Okumaya devam et