Samui Samui
How I wished my week-long hideout in Samui was a vortex of lazy days and delicious nights. Y'know, the sort of mindless yet fuzzy vacations only freshly-minted, limerent couples can pull off. The 11am breakfasts. The aimless afternoons. The mojito-charged bedroom fun. The living of delusion plus the whole shebang.
The truth my friends, however, was more romantic.
Oyster Boy and I worked through breakfast the first four days (and I, through dinner on the fifth), did hardcore pilates, dived at four sites and drove miles hunting for cool restaurants (to work from, naturally).
We'd be up by 8am everyday and settled into our ocean-view breakfast table with three phones, two laptops, two pots of industrial-strength tea and seven wi-fi access codes by 9. To get our monies worth, we'd steal five-second glances of the azure gulf - me, from the monitor tip of my MacBook and him while yelling at/bossing people over the phone.
I gave birth to a Christchurch story on my birthday holiday, and Oyster Boy was there to watch me labour. The way his eyes glistened when I finally delivered my article during entrée at the Four Seasons - sigh, it was such a moving moment.
I really hate to admit this so early on, but we fit so well.
We're both psychos who love:
shacking up in gorgeous hotels
(views from our W Retreat Koh Samui: Ocean View Escape Room)
attention to detail
(I once mentioned I love cream Indian roses. They were out of season on my birthday and he replaced them with an equally brilliant alternative)
beach getaways
(First two images taken at Four Seasons. Third from Nikki Beach)
posing for/ shooting awesome photos
(All taken with an iPhone at Four Seasons, unedited)
diving, or doing anything water-related
(We did two dives at Koh Tao and two at Sail Rock with 100 Degrees East. Very competent dive crew, chiefly British, provides top-of-the-range Suunta/ Scuba Pro equipment. Koh Tao had remarkable visibility but underwhelming marine life. Boring and not worth the 90-minute queasy boat ride out. Sail Rock had larger pelagics and kookier corners to play with - after you battle through super strong currents that is. Highly recommended site but unsuitable for beginners. Again, I missed the whale shark - by a day this time. Oyster Boy and I are perfect buddies - we consume the same amount of air for all four dives. Must be destiny)
In other news: I'm so tired, but equally happy :) And we're heading to Bangkok in 1.5 days. Life is sweet.
The truth my friends, however, was more romantic.
Oyster Boy and I worked through breakfast the first four days (and I, through dinner on the fifth), did hardcore pilates, dived at four sites and drove miles hunting for cool restaurants (to work from, naturally).
We'd be up by 8am everyday and settled into our ocean-view breakfast table with three phones, two laptops, two pots of industrial-strength tea and seven wi-fi access codes by 9. To get our monies worth, we'd steal five-second glances of the azure gulf - me, from the monitor tip of my MacBook and him while yelling at/bossing people over the phone.
I gave birth to a Christchurch story on my birthday holiday, and Oyster Boy was there to watch me labour. The way his eyes glistened when I finally delivered my article during entrée at the Four Seasons - sigh, it was such a moving moment.
I really hate to admit this so early on, but we fit so well.
We're both psychos who love:
shacking up in gorgeous hotels
(views from our W Retreat Koh Samui: Ocean View Escape Room)
attention to detail
(I once mentioned I love cream Indian roses. They were out of season on my birthday and he replaced them with an equally brilliant alternative)
beach getaways
(First two images taken at Four Seasons. Third from Nikki Beach)
posing for/ shooting awesome photos
(All taken with an iPhone at Four Seasons, unedited)
diving, or doing anything water-related
(We did two dives at Koh Tao and two at Sail Rock with 100 Degrees East. Very competent dive crew, chiefly British, provides top-of-the-range Suunta/ Scuba Pro equipment. Koh Tao had remarkable visibility but underwhelming marine life. Boring and not worth the 90-minute queasy boat ride out. Sail Rock had larger pelagics and kookier corners to play with - after you battle through super strong currents that is. Highly recommended site but unsuitable for beginners. Again, I missed the whale shark - by a day this time. Oyster Boy and I are perfect buddies - we consume the same amount of air for all four dives. Must be destiny)
In other news: I'm so tired, but equally happy :) And we're heading to Bangkok in 1.5 days. Life is sweet.