Ian and Jackie are unwell

At last, the day of our long awaited boat trip had arrived. We had gone for a pretty expensive sunset excursion for two reasons. It didn’t start till 12.30, so no early rising needed. And all food was included, so we didn’t need an expensive meal at the hotel. It would barely cost us anything when we looked at it like that. The sun was shining, so no worries about it being cancelled. Only problem was that Ian was sick. He had been feeling queasy all night and wasn’t at his best. I was feeling a little off it but we gamely decided to go for it. We attempted breakfast but couldn’t really force much down then retired to the room where Ian had another nap. At 12.30 we presented ourselves to reception not really feeling like a day out. The minibus that arrived had three people already in it. “How did you get a hotel like this?”, asked the guy, looking around in wonder at our palatial surroundings. I was assuming we would be headed for the posh pier, but it was a different one that we pulled into. There were loads of stalls and loads of other people for the trip. Our hostess, Molly, was a very bubbly Thai girl who led us to our boat, The Passion. We told a guy our name. “Oh, Como Point Yamu, here is your seat”. Our seat was right up at the front. A huge bed like structure with a little table. Behind us the rest of the guests were being herded into small benches. That’s what comes of being from a posh hotel, and probably paying more.

The passion

Our bunk up at the front

Mollie jumped up as we set sail to tell us our itinerary for the day, then it was time for lunch. No thanks. I couldn’t face anything, neither could Ian. We both just laid there slipping in and out of sleep and watching the world go by. After an hour we approached Phang Na Island. James Bond Island number one as the locals call it. I can’t really remember the James Bomd films but you might recognise it. 

Approaching James Bond Island

Here we would do some canoeing round a lagoon. I was very pleased to see that a young man was going to do my canoeing for me. I really couldn’t be bothered. But with him doing all the work it was lovely. 

Do,you recognise the rock?

Back at passion
Next we were supposed to do some swimming but there were too many jelly fish so we headed straight for James Bond Island number 2. I think this one was in Goldfinger maybe. We had to decamp from the Passion to a smaller boat, which involved a lot of jumping across seats. Then we had to do it all again when we landed. Apparently in high season you can hardly move but our boat was the only one there today. We had a look round then a swim. It was an amazing place to swim in, fabulous scenery. 

Back on the feeder boat doing the seat shuffle, then onto the Passion where we could ‘shower’ off the back. Now we would motor home while the sun sets. Mollie set our tea up for us, loads of lovely Thai dishes. No thanks. Couldn’t face a thing. Ian had a little bit though. A couple of people mentioned what a good seat ours was, obviously seething with jealousy. You need a posh hotel. 

Sunset

As we headed back the engine lulled me off to sleep. Ian had a good chat with Mollie who had been a great hostess. The taxi was there to meet us and it was straight back, shower, bed, all by 8pm. 

Man of the day

Molly

Toilet watch

Ian went to the loo near the restaurant at the hotel and reported a 10/10. So good he had to take photos so here you go

The water comes down from the hanging tubes and the cut out guys are mirrors