Day 48- San Diego

Waking up in the soft bed at Jenni's house at 5:40 am, I was starving from not eating dinner and falling asleep early. Molly was lying next to me and was also awake, so we checked our email and then I went to the fridge and grabbed my enchilada that I had bought at Ivy the for lunch the day before. I ate the enchilada and fell back asleep and waited for the rest of the girls to awake."Jenni can we eat this hummus?"I asked as I was rummaging through her well stocked fridge.
Jenni, Maureen and I sat at the table and shoved our faces with chips and hummus as Jenni chatted with us and Molly showered. We were trying to figure out a plan for the day, since the following day Maureen, Trisha and Molly have to leave the next day.

We decided to go to San Diego to visit our other sorority sister Katie Sullivan. She had just gotten married in August (about 6 months ago), and had moved to San Diego years ago after school. But before we went to see Katie, we were going to go to lunch at a restaurant called George's on the San Diego waterfront.

We piled into Jenni's KIA and headed down to SanDiego. We laughed the whole way down and talked about the adventures of LA that we had from the night before.

When we finally reached George's, we got a great corner table with a fantastic view of the waterfront. Unfortunately, rain started drizzling down so we had to move to a different spot, but it was still a great view.

The food at George's was great and reasonably priced. I had shrimp tacos served along side a garden salad with a strawberry kiwi martini as my beverage. Everything on the menu was in the $10-15 price range, but came with complimentary chips and salsa and generous portions.

After our lunch we did some brief shopping at the Roxy store and Victoria Secret shop and then headed down to the waterfront for a photo opportunity. The rain had actually created a beautiful rainbow that arched over us, and Maureen commented, "There was a rainbow on my wedding day," which we teased her that we had heard it actually meant bad luck. She was married in April of '09, but the rest of us our still single, so married jokes targeted at Maureen were a fun pastime of the trip. I had been traveling SE asia and all of my clothes smelled of moth balls and Thailand, so I was getting comments right back on that subject.

We all managed to meet up for a photo in front of the sunset in San Diego. It was perfect timing and the photos all turned out beautiful, even though I almost fell down the cliff in my heels in my attempt to snap one of the photos.

After our extensive photo shoot, we all piled back into the KIA and headed to Katie's. I was so excited to see Katie and meet her new husband Dennis, whom she had met in Las Vegas about 4 or 5 years ago. Her house was adorable and had great views of the water. It was great to see Katie, and she looked so happy making us food and drinks and enjoying her newlywed status.

We had a few margaritas and glasses of white wine at Katie's and then headed down the street for a tour of the local dive bars. We had lemon drop shots and shared a pitcher of beer as we talked and caught up on our old gossip.

It was great to see all the girls, and even though it has been ages since I have seen them and lots of things have changed, it all still felt the same!

Day 47- LA Livin' like a celebrity

After the terrible flight experience with Honolulu Airlines, I was overjoyed to see Jenni's white KIA pull up in front of terminal 2 packed with all the girls, luggage and supplies for our night in LA.

"OH my god!" "I MISSED YOU" and "How are you"s rung through the air as we hugged and greeted each other after the long overdue reunion. We managed to figure out a way to fit my oversize suitcase into the already packed car as we gossiped a mile a minute.

Trisha was glowing telling everyone about her new boyfriend, but still keeping all the juicy interesting details a mystery. Maureen was smiling and taking it all in saying, "Teggers, I missed you," in her soft voice while all I could notice was her giant diamond shining from her finger. Molly was in true form and looked fabulous as always, dressed in her fashionable designer clothes while directing Jenni the route to the Mondrian via GPS. Jenni was focusing on driving, but kept on bursting out in laughter when one of our many outragous comments came about.

We made it to the hotel and had the car valet parked, while Mercedes, BMWs, and other expensive cars were pulling up next to us in the KIA. We could tell that this was going to be an amazing experience.

Once I entered the room, I was shocked at how beautiful it was. Two twin beds against the opposite wall with white down comforters, a huge white designer couch on the opposite wall in front of a pattern designed table equipped with supplies such a champagne bucket all ready to get the party started. The most amazing feature about the room was the mirror. The mirror was huge and double sided, and looked like something out of Alice and Wonderland. One side of the mirror actually had the TV inside of it as well! So, with a click of a button we could watch TV through our mirror in our posh room overlooking Sunset Boulevard.

We turned on the music and cracked open the wine while we each took turns showering and getting ready for our 8:30 reservation at celebrity hotspot Koi. Champagne, white wine, and red wine made us get a bit wild and the PG 13 conversations soon had turned to a bit of adult advisory content. We also went a bit crazy with my new Nikon CoolpixL100 camera and took endless photos all over the room... although some of those photos I hope will never be discovered.

I was late per usual, so Trisha and I agreed to take a seperate taxi while the other girls headed to the restaurant ahead of us. We were seated right away in the center of Koi, and the whole time I kept my eyes peeled for

celebrities.

A friendly, beautiful blond waitress greeted us and took our drink orders and made recommendations. Since the restaurant is asian themed cuisine there were plenty of great sushi dishes and alot of interesting seafood options. We decided to share the food we ordered, and all of us chose a couple things that sounded good. The food was absolutely amazing, and we had devoured it within minutes of every dish being dropped at the table.

Koi was a complete success, and we all were so happy to be reunited and having such a great dining experience.

We made it back to our hotel after dinner and couldn't stop laughing. Although, the only married one of the girls is Maureen, Trisha, Molly, and I were giving her marital advice that would probably only lead problems. Molly also had a dress that was at times very revealing, so we had good times taking risque photos and playing with a black plastic hand art piece that we found in the room.

By about 11 pm we finally left our room and headed out to the bar in our hotel Sky Bar. It was a pool side bar that was packed with people sipping drinks and chatting poolside. Trisha and I got into chatting and attempting to ignore a creepy guy that kept buying us drinks, and before we knew it 2am had already rolled around and it was time to head back to our room.
We stayed up till about 4am laughing and joking with eachother until we finally managed to fall asleep. At 8:30 we amazingly woke up to a beautiful day on Sunset Boulevard.

The other girls were starving, but I had serious stomach problems due to shoving my face with chips and hummus and the prior tequila based drinks courtesy of creepy Raul from Sky Bar.

Molly, Trisha and I though were still game on to keep the party going, and we decided to mix the remaining champagne and orange juice and get a nice start to the day going.

Hmmmm booze for breakfast? Maybe not the best of ideas, but definitely not the first time for us. So after we had finished off the champagne, we started on the red wine. By this time it was nearing our 12 checkout, and we were quite buzzed. I convinced the girls that we should at least spend some of the afternoon pool side, since we were staying at such a nice hotel anyway.

We checked our bags in and headed to the pool. Molly and I changed into our swimsuits and ordered some drinks and food, while the other girls read the latest gossip magazines and suntanned.

Molly was chatting with some guy from New York at the other end of the pool, and I was getting bored, so I decided to jump in and splash her. It wasn't really a cannonball jump, but it was more a starfish of sorts, but it did suprize Molly and make all the stuck up guests at the pool a bit surprized as well.

By this time it was getting late in the afternoon, and we were going to head back to Riverside that evening, so we decided to go to another celebrity dining hot spot Iv

y, for our last LA experience.

We parked the car a few streets down from Melrose and walked about a half mile to Ivy.

"Oh my god! That is Jessica Simpons hair dresser!" I screamed and pointed as we passed the beautiful Ken Paves salon.

The other girls were less impressed, and continued walking, but it may just have been due to hunger. As we walked along the streets of LA, I was actually a bit shocked at how peaceful and clean it was. I had been so used to living in Korea where everything is busy and packed with people, but actually LA felt very relaxing and spacious in comparison.

We arrived at Ivy just as they had switched the menu to dinner. Although, most of the time people eat there for lunch, we just decided it would be more for the experience and we didn't want to search for a different dinner spot.

The menu was mostly american classics a bit on the pricey side. Chicken, meatloaf, fish, and salads were some of the things that caught my eye but I ended up ordering an the enchilada dish and the famous Ivy Giblet for my beverage.

We were quite exhausted and had a good dinner, but all agreed that Koi was better. I did really like Ivy, but it would be better for more of an early afternoon joint. All in all, it was a great night spent in LA and a great time with my some of my favorite people!

Days 46- Honolulu Airlines I hate you!

I arrived into Honolulu airport Friday January 15th at 8:30 am. Slightly earlier than I had expected. I decided that since I had a layover until 2 pm for my flight to LAX Los Angelos, I might as well make the most of it, and head to the beach. The staff at the airport were very helpful and friendly and told me that for $2.25 I could jump on a bus that would take me to the beach at Waikiki. So, off I went for a nice afternoon to soak up some sun before heading to LA.
Time flew by and I realized that it was getting late by the time I had boarded the bus number 19 back to the airport.

SHIT! I can't miss my flight. I cant miss my flight! I thought as I wished the bus would drive faster. Then the bus driver pulled over and stopped the bus and got out. What the hell is he doing I thought? I waited for about 10 minutes listening to my newly purchased Sony MP3 player, until I finally questioned another passenger as to what the bus driver was doing.

"He is waiting for a another driver to switch shifts," the lady replied.

"Oh, ok, "I said, even though I was wondering how much longer this process would take.
I sat there listening to the new Britney Spears 1,2, 3 song and imagined the Honolulu Airlines jet flying into the distance without me and decided that it would be for my benefit to jump off the bus and make a run for the airport.

Drenched in sweat and panting to catch my breath, I ran from counter to counter trying to figure out which counter I was supposed to check in at. Flights to Mainland where the hell are you? After countless questions to different airport staff, I finally stumbled across the correct line and got checked in and went through customs seamlessly.
The flight boarded and I sat next to a friendly although obnoxious woman who was telling me her life story within the first 15 minutes we had met. I found it strange that we had been sitting on the plane without takeoff for such an extended period of time, until they announced that there were problems with the aircraft and we would need to get off and wait for a fix or possibly switch aircrafts.

FUCK! I hate Hawaiian Airlines! My friend Tom, I had met in Korea was supposed to be picking me up from the airport, but now I wouldn't have a ride because the flight was going to be delayed so much. The obnoxious lady let me borrow her phone and ring Tom to let him know the bad news.

We got off the plane and that is when the Hawaiian Airlines lies began. First it was a 2 hour delay, then a 4 hour delay, then a 6 hour delay! Not to mention, the airport had the air conditioner on high and I was literally freezing because I had not anticipated this. I decided that I would try to make the best of the shitty situation and go wait in the long line and complain in hopes of getting a food voucher.
Well, after about 30 minutes of waiting and listening to other passengers complain, I finally got what I had been waiting for.... A $20 FOOD VOUCHER! WOOOOO HOOO!

Although the flight attendant told me to hurry back by 915 to board the flight, I didn't really pay much attention to her warnings since they had been lying to me all day long. I mean how could I believe anyone that had been feeding me these lies of "take off" all day?

I literally ran through the long hallways of the '70s designed Honolulu Airport and finally made it to my place of haven... BURGER KING!

I don't normally eat junk food and I actually prefer salads to burgers, but since I had been waiting for hours and had the voucher, I decided to make it worth my while.

I looked at the menu as though it was a math equation, and did my best to get as much food as possible without leaving any credit left on the voucher. Now, this is where my trouble started! Triple patty whopper meal with french fries, veggie burger, and onion rings with a large drink!

"Can you please give me some mayonaise?" I asked the angry Burger King employee as she grabbed my voucher from my hand while glaring at me the whole time.

I took my massive plate of food over to the corner of the restaurant and slowly enjoyed some of my calorie packed grease fest. I was eating it slowly, thinking about how delicious the greasy burger was, when suddenly I felt like I should think about my flight.

Hmmmm, AAAHHH HAAA! I thought. I packed my food up into a bag and went over to the massage chairs underneath the flight schedule reader board. Honolulu to Los Angelos- DELAYED. Good! I thought. I wasn't late, and I could enjoy the greasy, sodium snacks I had purchased while getting a massage.

The time flew by and still the flight reader board hadn't changed. I started to freak out a bit because it was already 9:30 and the board hadn't changed to say "boarding" or "last call" like all of the other flights. But since it was already 7 hours delayed, I wasn't too worried. But I decided to call information and ask them if they had any new status updates.

"Hello, I am calling to see if you know anything about the flight to Los Angelos that was oringinally supposed to depart at 2pm?" I questioned the information worker.

"Ummm.... it looks like that flight has already departed," they answered casually.

"WHAT!?!?!??!" I screamed and dropped the phone, and ran to my terminal.

I literally sprinted through the airport wishing I hadn't eaten those last onion rings. I felt the grease bubbling in my stomach, as sweat droplets dripped down my forehead due to my high speed sprint to my terminal.

Upon arrival, I saw a couple I knew had been on the flight, but everyone else was gone.

"Oh my god, oh my god, did you guys miss the flight too?" I asked them.

They looked at my strangely and explained to me that the flight hadn't left yet, but I didn't believe them. They told me it was leaving at 11:30, but I found it strange there was not a single other person waiting in our terminal.

We went to an attendent and soon learned that indeed we had missed our flight! Tears, sad stories, lies, angry rants, and complaints filled the air until the three of us had been put up in a hotel for the night and been put on the flight to LA for the following morning. The Honolulu Airlines staff reluctantly gave us what we needed, but did it while making us feel like shit the whole time as well. I couldn't believe that after 7 hours of waiting, and no updated reader board, on top of no announcement, they were still going to rub it in our faces that everyone else had made the flight, and we were the only ones who didn't.

But, it worked out well for me! We ended up getting showers, TV, and good nights sleep before our flight out in the morning. I can't explain to you how nice that bed felt after my day from hell at Honolulu Airport! I will never forget you Ohana Hotel! BUT I really hope to forget you Hawaiian Airlines!!!

Days 41-45- Back to the Land of Kimchi

I flew into Korea at 6am from my Thai air flight from Bangkok. Immediately, I was relieved to be back. Hearing the sounds of koreans talking made sense to me, and when I heard a guy behind me say, "Sheebar" (shit), I laughed and said I agree, as the family of 8 cut in front of us in the customs line.

Young Bum picked me up from the airport, late as usual, and we spent the day sleeping and resting trying to avoid the freezing weather outside. We ordered in one of my favorite korean foods Du Bu Kimchi which is tofu and fried kimchi and ate it as we took shots of the korean liquor soju.

The next day I went to my old work place Kids College and greeted the kids and my old friends. It was great to see everyone, and the kids were shocked to see me since it had been so long since we had been together. I dropped off the small gold figurines that I had bought t

hem in Cambodia, and I think they were all pleased to receive their small gift.

Since I had my camera stolen I had to head to Yongsan Techno Mart and get a new one, which I wasn't looking forward to. The techno mart is a giant mall filled with all sorts of different vendors selling cameras, phones, ipods, and other goodies. You have to bargain to get the price you want, and usually it is better to go with a korean so they don't try to rip you off.

I ended up doing ok though and found a Nikon CoolpixL100 and a nice small 8g Sony MP3 for reasonable prices.

After I had finished my shopping I decided that it was time to make the long journey down to Osan to visit one of my best friends Martin. He had a friend in from out of town named Sara and was always up for a good time, so I thought it would be best to just head down to Osan directly from Yongsan subway since it would save me time.

I had a strange experience on the subway though. It was a confusing train transfer on the subway, so I asked the girl standing next to me if I was going the right way.

"Osan, is this the way to Osan? Yogi Osan kalkoyaeyo? Osan?" I repeated to the girl, waiting for her to answer me.

But she slowly took off her headset and hesitated to answer until the doors of the train were already shutting. I felt so frustrated because she obviously understood what I was trying to ask her, but refused to answer me.

"Ney, Osan," she finally replied in low voice that made me realize her reason for being shy on the packed subway train.

The she was actually a HE! Oh my god! Transexuals are not common in korean, but I had found one! She/he was just embarrassed to speak, in fear that someone would hear her/his low voice and realize her/his secret.

For the rest of the train ride my new transexual friend spoke to me in a quick and low voice trying to communicate exactly how to get to Osan. At one point, we even had to transfer trains and she/he came with me. Finally, we reached Osan and she/he walked me to the gate and quietly said goodbye and scurried away.

Martin laughed uncontrollably when I told him the tale of the transexual. He is gay but loves to tease me about my tom boy ways, and is convinced I am a lesbian in some sort of way.

Martin, Sara and I all had a nice time in Osan, but a nice time in Osan is quite boring on a Monday. We ate samgyupsal (similar to bacon), went to a hof (a small bar) and then ended our night with a trip to a nightclub. We thought that if we went to a nightclub there would at least be a few people there to dance with and entertain us, but we were wrong! Everywhere in Osan dies out earlier, and we were left dancing to Kpop (korean pop music) by ourselves.

Day 39- Koh Tao All good things come to an end...

I looked at my clock and realized that it was 1030 and I obviously was not going to be diving today. I had wanted to an advanced open water courseat 630 in the morning, but there was no way I could wake up in time with no alarm clock and I partied way too much the night before.

And I had good luck for the whole trip but the night before left me frustrated and annoyed. I am the queen of losing electronics, and although I tried my best to keep track of things my water proof camera went missing last night. Yes, this is probably the 30th camera I have lost in my life time, so it isn't much surprize but last night I was celebrating finishing my PADI and the underwater camera most likely was stolen when I went to the bathroom. There was a 5 minute interval it was left unseen and in that time it was gone. I looked everywhere, and asked everyone. So on this morning, I was feeling really bummed and didn't want to wake up.

But, I finally got out of bed around 1130 and went to an internet cafe on the other side of the island to take care of some things I had been putting off. I had to still buy a ticket from California to Seattle, call my mom, call my bff Jenni and figure out things for the upcoming travels.

I also had been eaten alive by bed bugs the night before and had no idea how to take care of it. I bought some anti itch medicine and cream and have been slathering it all over my body, but I still feel like when I was 6 and had chicken pocks. No matter how much I try to think of other things I can't stop itching.

Exhausted from my nearly 6 week go go go travels, I finally let myself rest for an entire afternoon. I didn't even want to go to the beach because seeing it just made me sad to know I will have to leave it soon. I am not ready to adjust to a life that doesn't require mojito buckets. I don't want to wear closed toed shoes. I am not ready to be in a place that is colder than 20 degrees. I am just not ready for real life but at the same time I am ready to go somewhere else.

I layed down and slept the afternoon away and didn't awaken till the evening. I walked down to the main beach to watch a last fire show, eat my last green curry and rice meal and get my last cocktail (shark attack). I looked out at the crashing waves and ate alone while 2 cats sat at my feet purring at the beach front restaurant.

I don't know what I want right now, but I do know that 40 days prior I felt alot different. I felt scared to not know what is ahead. I didn't know what it would be like traveling alone. I just wanted to stay in Korea.

I am excted to go back to Korea. I really want to get organized and be productive and see all my old students. I want to see Young Bum and my friends from Kids College and korean friends. I just feel like I have gone through alot and learned so much and going back I don't know how I will adjust. I will not be able to wear my pink binkini top and shorts as an outfit. I won't be able to drink beer for breakfast. Well, tomorrow I start the journey back, so I better get ready.

I leave Koh Tao at 1015 and head to Bangkok with flight to Seoul at 1100 pm. So I will walk through the beautiful streets of Koh Tao one last time and think of all the great fun I have had.
Goodbye vacation!

Day 38- Koh Tao-I AM A SCUBA DIVER!

I don't know how I managed but my natural body clock was able to wake me up at 6:45, right in time for day4 of my 4 day diver certification course (http://www.padi.com/ or http://www.crystaldive.com/ . I was a bit nervous for today, because I had felt a little scared yesterday when my ear was hurting, but also I was so pumped to get to see the cool sea life.

I grabbed a whole wheat baguette and coffee from Crystal's restaurant and sat down on the beach side bean bags to wait for my instructions. It was early, but everyone seemed really excited for the dives. We checked our dive bags and made sure we had all of our supplies and then got on the boat.

We went to a new location called White Rock and jumped into the water by 8:21 am. The warm water felt nice and woke me up. As we descended into the bright blue water, I was shocked at how many new fish and things we could see. The visibility was much better than the day before and I was surrounded by even more creatures than before. We were swimming and hovering over the coral and looking at all the cool fish. This time we got to see angel fish, trigger fish and even a blue spotted stingray.

The second dive we went to a place called Twins. This dive was pretty awesome too because when we got in the water we were surrounded by all of these cool fish called Fushialee or something like that but they are silver/white with a yellow stripe on their backs. We kept swimming around and saw another sting ray hiding under a rock and then towards the end of the dive we saw a really cool fish called an Emperor Fish that was huge!

We got back to Crystal by 12 and all went to lunch and filled out the rest of the paper work. Everyone was tired, but our teacher Liran was exhausted from watching all of us and he even had to go back and teach another student who missed the morning dive because he overslept.

Tonight at 7pm our group is all meeting at the Irish Pub to watch our dive video and enjoy passing our PADI. I can't wait to see it, and I feel like this has been one of the best experiences of my life.

My trip is only 2 more days but really only 1 because the last one will be spent entirely traveling. Even thought I definitely went over budget, I have had the best time of my life and wouldn't change a thing.

Day 37- Koh Tao Diving..I feel like Ariel the little mermaid!

"OH SHIT!" I yelled, as I looked at the time on my watch.

9:15 and I was supposed to be taking my final dive exam at 9 am. I threw on a my brown zebra bikini, pink shorts, and Lao Beer tank top and raced down to the beach to meet the rest of my classmates.

I was relieved when I made it to the beach and saw that everyone was still hanging out on the bean bag chairs in the beach front bar waiting to start the exam. Everything is on beach time, so 15 minutes late isn't technically late.

I sat down next to the other American named Jack and we started our test. The whole time I was taking it, my head was spinning from the pina colodas from the night before. It was pretty simple and straight forward, but I was unable to do any of the complicated questions because I felt completely drunk.

I tried to sneak a look over at Jacks test, but he finished quickly, so I was left to guess the last few questions on my own.

But basically, to scube dive you just need to know a few simple rules and not freak out. It is definitely more complicated than this, but if you are curious this is what I thought was the most important
I guess you need to know your

EQUIPMENT
-BCD (buoyancy control device with inflator) the life vest you wear when you dive that fills and deflates to help you float or sink
-Dive tank
-Regulator it is 4 tubes that attach to the BCD and the tank (they give you air, inflate the BCD, let you know your air pressure)

HOW TO DIVE
-Just always go with a buddy and check all of your equipment.
-When you get in the water deflate your BCD (vest) and slowly go down (there are more details but that is the main stuff).
-Equalize as you go down (pop your ears)
- Once you are down just relax and chill and BREATHE!
-Just check your time and location and have fun
-When you come up to the top you have to surface SLOW SLOW SLOW and release air from your BCD because air expands as it rises

Anyway, basically that is the main stuff but there are more complicated with the safety and everything, but the most important thing is BREATHE! :)

So after we finished our test, the instructor told us to get in the ocean because we had to do our 200 meter swim test. I was still feeling the effects of the pina colados, so jumping in the water with my waterproof camera I had a great time clicking photos and joking around. Once we made it out 200 meters, we had to float in one spot for 10 minutes. It was pretty easy, but I was surprized because everyone in our class did it no problem.

We all had passed our tests and swim tests, so the next step was OPEN WATER! I was so excited to get to go out in the ocean, but also a bit nervous because I wasn't feeling the best. Me and some of the other students sat down for lunch and I had some chicken pad thai and a Singha thai beer in hopes of a little hair of the dog curing me.

We got on board a big boat and traveled north up to our first dive location. The water was sparkling, and the sun was shining overhead. It really was unbeatable.

I was excited but also scared. I didn't know what it would be like traveling up to 18 meters beneath the ocean. I thought that it would feel scary when we had to do our dive tests (taking off our masks underwater, switching our air source, following a compas) but I just jumped in.

Liran the instructor was joking around with everyone and putting everyone at ease. He has been working on Koh Tao for 6 years as an instructor, so he is confident and fun to dive with. He told us S O R T E D before we went in the water which stands for Signal, Orientation, Resperator, Time, Elavate, Descend (a pre descend checklist) and down we went.

I think there were 7 or 8 people in our group and we all were amazed as we descended down into the water below. We stuck with our partners and floated to the sea bottom. Fish were swimming around us and I really felt like I was Ariel from the little mermaid. It was a sensation that I had never experienced and I couldn't stop singing "Under the Sea" from the little mermaid in my head.

Colorful parrot fish, harlequin sweetlips, schools of baracuda, brightly colored anenomes surrounded us as we practiced our diving. We all had a great time and the 31 minutes at 12 meters deep flew by. We ascended to to the surface slowly, and jotted down our experiences in our dive log books. Then we had an hour and 40 minute break and left Mango Bay and to our next dive location called Japanese Garden.

I had so much fun the first dive, that I thought this one would be no problem, but my hangover was setting in. On the descent down, my right ear was giving me a terrible time, and I almost freaked out. Luckily, I just ascended slightly and equalized and was able to clear the blockage, but that was the only scary experience I had.

We made it back to Crystal Resort at about 6 and everyone was exhausted but happy. We had all made it and passed our first 2 training dives! The first one was 31 minutes and the second was 42 minutes. It was a cool experience to have spend over an hour living in a world that I had only imagined before.

A few of us headed to dinner at an Irish pub and laughed and joked the night away. We probably still drank more than we should of, but we all managed to get back and to bed by about 11 or 12 in anticipation of our 2 big dives the next day!

Day 36- Koh Tao Diving Day 1

Cock a doodle doo! Cock a doodle doo!

Shut up you freaking roosters! Five more minutes! I thought as I heard the crows of the obnoxious birds. I hadn't brought an alarm clock but fortunately, the roosters behind my bungalow woke me up in time for the 9 am dive class.

I went to class and listened to the boring video and filled out my worksheet. Jesus! I thought this was supposed to be fun, but I hate all of this crap! I know we have to learn how to do everything, but it is hard when I know there is a beautiful beach with crystal blue sea minutes away from me as I sat in the cold over air conditioned classroom listening to the BS PADI video.

Finally, at 1130 we had a lunch break till 1230! I didn't even say a word to my other classmates, I just ran out the door and went to the beach. I had to!

"May I have a Blue Lagoon?" I said to the waiter at the beach front restaurant.

I waited in the sand with waves hitting my toes in my bikini. I LOVE LOVE LOVE IT! He brought me my drink, and I felt like a bad student as I secretly got drunk on my lunch break. But I was in paradise and felt it 100% necessary!

When I returned to class, we were actually headed to the pool for real practice! We got to suit up and go under the water practicing different drills. It was fun, but the whole deal took the entire day even thought the cool Israeli instructor did his best to speed up the process.

"Miss America, you owe me 5 beers," said my scuba instructor because I had not properly drained the water from my flotation device called a BCD.

So after the class, we headed to the bar and that is where the trouble began. I started having drinks with a nice englishman, and the instructor. Jen joined us and soon we were having more than we had planned!

The night ended in a blur or Koh Tao clubs, with Mark and I dancing the night away..... Not a smart move when you have to dive the next morning in open water!

Day 35-Koh Tao...Welcome to Paradise

The bus ride from Koh Tao to Bangkok was terrible! Even thought I had slept the night before at the airport (in actuality there was no sleep), the bus was just ridiculous. I had to wait for nearly 2 hours to even board the bus, and when I was on it I couldn't get a wink of sleep. I don't know why but I was hungry and hungry and uncomfortable the whole time. I did manage to get in some good reading though, and started an interesting book called Confessions of a Bangkok Private Eye, which tells the tales of a New Zealander that moved to Bangkok and became a private eye (mainly telling his tales of following callgirls that married foreigners and revealing that often they are lady boys or drug addicts).

Eventually we arrived to the port when we would all board a boat that would take some people to Koh Tao and some people to Koh Samui (islands on the east side of Thailand). We had to wait for nearly an hour and then we boarded a big boat that took about an hour or two and took us to the islands.

As I road the boat, I felt such a feeling of independence and adventure. I sat on the edge looking over into the deep blue sea and watched fish jump out of the water and saw the sun rise above the sea. I was alone, but not lonely.... just content.

When I got to the island, I had to haul my huge backpack and carry bag to the Crystal Dive hotel and resort which was only a 5 minute walk from the port. The place was hustling and bustling, but I didn't mind, because I just felt happy to be on a beach. They had me fill out some forms, and showed me to the restaurant on the resort.

I seriously couldn't take it all in. I was in paradise! Sparkling blue water, green rolling hills, and attractive people surrounding me. Everywhere I looked was incredible! The food was cheap, the air was clean, and this was my life for the next few days. It was overwhelming!

As I handed in my form, they handed me a key to room D8.

"Do you want to start today at 1:30?" asked the friendly, layed back guy at reception that looked like he had been living at the beach for the last 20 years.

"Sure!" I replied, excited to get a go on my diving.

I went to my room and dropped my bags off and relaxed. No air conditioning... no hot shower.... Hmmmmmm, I thought. Well, this is sorta backpacking life. I can deal though, I have the beach.

I went to my class at 1:30 and it lasted till nearly 6. It was boring as hell. Watching a video and filling out a worksheet. I was tired and the last thing I wanted was to be spending my afternoon in a small freezing (due to too much AC) classroom.

When the dive class finished, we were assigned homework and let free for the night. I was starving, and went to my room to drop off my things so I could get in my swimsuit and take a quick swim before going to dinner. On the way, I saw a girl from my class sitting alone on her deck.

"Hey do you want to grab a drink and go for a swim?" I asked her.

"Sure, sounds good!" she replied in her London accent, and we agreed to meet in 10 minutes.

By the end of the night, we had gone swimming had drinks, gone to dinner, and chatted about life before returning to our beach side bungalows. Her name was Jen and she was working in London at an investment bank and was on "holiday" (we say vacation they say holiday). She had been traveling with a friend but he had to go back to Australia, so she was also alone like I.

I returned to my hot bungalow and felt happy that I had made friend. But, I was sad that I had no AC and my little bungalow was hot and sticky. Oh well! I flicked on the TV and watched Discovery Channel and saw one of my friends from high school on the show Deadliest Catch about the Alaskan fishermen. It was comforting to see that even though I was in Thailand on a beach of a small island, I could still be watching TV and see a good friend from long ago.

I was exhausted though, and fell asleep anticipating my time scuba diving in the pool! :)

Day 34- Club Taco Cable Park Success, Heading to Koh Tao

No sleep, and getting to the point of crazinous, I managed to pull an all nighter in my true "backpacker" style (if you notice I actually have been wearing 2 backpacker bracelets now, despite my prior hatred of them) and stayed up all night at the Changi Singapore Airport. I saved money on accomadation and also got to use the free internet, althought the kiosk made me re log in every 15 minutes.

I got onto the plane to go to Bangkok, and was instantly annoyed by the obnoxious girls who sat next to me. Young high schoolers from Singapore on some sort of religious mission heading to another country. Non stop valley girl voices gossiping about everything and everyone. I guess it must be called a taste of my own medicine because I am sure I have pissed off many doing the exact same thing.

Anyway, I don't even remember take off because I had already fallen asleep. But I do have a special talent and can wake up for food at any time. As soon as the ringing of the food cart down the isle occured I instantly was awake and ready with my tray top down for the food. Although, it wasn't great, (omelet, potatoes, and fruit) it was free and so I consumed it in record time and was back asleep until I awoke again to an angry flight attendent yelling at me to put my seat up from the recline position because we were almost landing.

Once I got to the airport, I felt like a disaster. No sleep and the food was making my stomach sick. Despite that, I decided to still spend the day going to Club Taco Wakeboard Cable park again. I had to figure out that damn cable because I didn't know the next time I would have time to do it.

So, I jumped in a taxi and instructed the driver to take me to the spot. He still had to call the location and get directions, but managed to find Club Taco by 10 am. I bought the 4 hour pass and rented a board for the day which all cost only 700 baht (maybe about $25).

The water was glassy and smooth, and hardly anyone was there! PERFECT! I was a bit nervous to tackle this beast again, but I knew I had to do it. I thought about everything York had told me and got on the board. It felt just like I remembered, and I got the first corner no problem, then the second, then the third, and I made it around the last and then it spun my fast and I face planted. Although I face planted into the water, it actually felt more like a victorious pat on the back because I was so happy that I made it that far.

After that, I kept trying. It was a piece of cake! I was completely tearing it up and loving every moment. I wished that I had somewhere there to coach me over the obstacles because I really wanted to try to do them, but I didn't want to get to cocky and end up breaking my neck before I go on my scuba trip that I have already payed for.

I boarded for the whole afternoon and enjoyed the Singha Thai beer and snacks while I suntanned during my breaks. I got quite the tan while I chatted with the other Thai boarders who were hanging out and relaxing too.

Around 2, tons of tourists starting pouring in! Lots of beginners and people who were annoying loud. Fortunately a nice Thai girl named Pat came over to me and started talking to me and said she could drive me back close to Khaosan road where I have to go to get my bus to Koh Tao. So I hopped in her friends car and they drove me, which was super nice of them.

Now, I am waiting in a PC room about to go to dinner before I have to get on my 8pm bus that will drive me down to where I need to board a boat for Koh Tao. The whole journey should be aobut 12 hours! Well, last night I slept on a plane and tonight will be in a bus!
I am soooo backpacker huh? hahahahhahah