“Whooosh… Whooosh… Whooosh…”
That’s the sound of the ocean gently lapping the shore of Ko Pu.
“Crrrrr… Crrrrr… Crrrrr…”
That’s the sound of crickets performing their nightly symphony.
“…pitter patter pitter patter pitter patter…”
That’s the sound of thousands of pretty raindrops.
“ …EeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeee… ”
That’s the sound of millions of mosquitoes making a mockery of our insect repellent.
“ …Slap! …Slap! …Slap! …Slap!“
That’s the sound of us fighting a hopeless battle against a million mosquitoes.
“…pitter patter pitter patter pitter patter…”
That’s the sound of thousands of pretty raindrops.
“ …Flip! …Flip! …Flip! …Flip! ”
That’s the sound of us desperately scrambling through the resort’s small library in search of an English book to read.
“ … “
That’s the sound of us celebrating our 35th birthdays.
“…pitter patter pitter patter pitter patter…”
That’s the sound of thousands of pretty raindrops.
After 9 uneventful days, it was time to leave Ko Pu. A beautiful island where very little happens.
Here are some pics.
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| Ting Rai Bay Resort. |
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| Ting Rai Beach at high tide. |
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| The view from our bungalow. |
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| Swinging on Ko Pu. |
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| More swinging on Ko Pu. |
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| Gotta get this monkey off my back. |
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