You'll be pleased to hear it's raining in paradise. The heavens have opened up in a bid to wash away the sins of Full Moon. Though all anyone seems to want to do today is veg out with food and episodes of Friends that are on all the screens.
Full Moon Party was good fun. Not nearly the night of decadent debauchery that we expected, actually seemed pretty good natured although we did hear a couple of horror stories. I don't know about you but I find that early drinking tends to lead to early sleeping, particularly when the island's drink of choice is buckets filled with rice whisky, super-concentrated Red Bull and coke. So between 7 and 10, whilst others hurtled themselves towards premature drunkness, Connie and I were in blissful slumber. We then went out to the reggae bar near us (there's loads all over Thailand but this one is definitely the best so far), before heading to the bar previously mentioned that's been opened up by the English guy. Had beers and some delicious Pad Thai, then hit the beach at about 3, by which point I assume most of the proper wastes had crashed, there were certainly enough people adorning the sand. Went to the drum and bass bar, which played surprisingly decent stuff, then wandered about a bit later. Slid down a slide, caught a view of the action from a bar high up on the rocks, and took a selection of photos with unwilling snoozers. Connie crashed around half 6 whilst I opted to go and find the afterparty. Realising I didn't actually know where it was meant to be, I settled to bring the night to a close with a delightful chicken sandwich from Mr K, who as far as I can tell seems to be the head of some kind of fried chicken cartel.
So, if you want to go to Full Moon Party, have a good time and remember doing so, try pre-napping rather than pre-drinking, stick to delicious beer rather than buckets, and in the name of all that is holy don't turn up asleep on some stranger's blog.
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