Koh Tao

It's just as nice as I remember it being:
The sky just as blue and the water just as warm as my weekly baby baths.
Coasting into the underbelly of the "Turtle" as the island has been lovingly nicknamed, due to it's cresent shape, the boat rests you down onto a bustling peir, full of welcoming Thais and the previous influx of tourists making the hot, heavy pilgrimage under the deadweight of their backbacks and the merciless heat of the gulf in the height of summer.
The light pierces over the southern hills in the evening, casting vague shadows of palm trees across beachside huts and suntan lovers, grabbing their last fix of the day.

Get my drift?
Do you think I'd get a job writing for a tourist mag with that bullshit?

Anyway, I love it here. If I do get dive master at some stage, I would be happy to train people here.
I'm not sure what the others are at, so I think I'm gonna book a rescue course for tomorrow.
And get a motorbike for a few days.
I got a hut for myself too! :)
I spent today snorkeling a wreck and playing some music with a few guitar players I've met today.
Here's some photos of today: