Ko Samui update

The last time I posted on this, we had pretty much just arrived on Ko Samui, in the south of Thailand. We've now moved on since then, so it's time another update :)

Ko Samui

It seems that whenever you head to any island in Thailand, you get bombarded with people trying to sell you to their hotel, and this was the case when we headed to Ko Samui. Being the first island on our list, we didn't realize this, although we were pretty cheap and were sold by the guy who offered us a free taxi to his cheap bungalows on the other side of the island. It turned out to be a good choice actually, as the bungalows and the resort they were set in were amazing, palms trees and butterflies everywhere, and a shower which wasn't directly over the toilet. w00t!
We spent 4 days at the resort, most of mine was spent on the beach, whereas Ness was a bit more limited, having sunburned herself so badly that she was confined to bed for a couple of days. It wasn't sun cream error though, it was the result of bastard anti malaria tablets, which make you really sensitive to the sun.
A day or so into our time at Maenam (the name of the resort) we discovered that we had accidentally stumbled into a stoner's paradise. There weren't many people at the hotel (and Ness and I were the youngest ones - don't think we were in a backpacker area at all) but the few people we did see were sparking up all day long. I even saw one middle aged English geezer smokin' the Joe at 10 am in the morning. Pretty much hippie paradise.
We later discovered the reason for all the blatant smoking (and pretty much drugs in general, seeing as some guy offered Ness weed and ecstasy) was that the former Chief of Police of the Island either lived or worked at the resort (I forget which), and so police never bother to go to Maenam at all. So the former Chief of police is pretty much drug pimping the place, I reckon.

Maenam was nice for relaxing overall, but I got a bit bored towards the end of our 4 days, so we moved onto another area of the island called Lamai Beach. I say beach in the loosest possible terms, because we actually stayed an hour's walk from the beach itself, seeing as the beach bungalows were stupidly expensive. We did manage to do the hour's walk a couple of times though, it's amazing how far some people will walk for a beer.
The beach itself was nice, but was full of buff English men in their late 30's/early 40's prancing around in tiny swimming trunks with big 'bulges', showing off to whatever Thai girl (presumably paid for) was hanging off their arm. They might have thought they looked cool, but I personally thought they looked like the biggest woofters I have ever seen.
Ness and I have increasingly noticed the amount of middle aged Western men who walk around with a stunning Thai girl on their arm. Quite disturbing really, being as these men pretty much come out here for 'sex holidays'. Still, least it means they don't try to hit on me or Ness.
Lamai beach itself was pretty much a tourist resort full of Europeans. You pretty much could have airlifted it into Spain, and no one would have known the difference. It is very hard to remember you are in an exotic country like Thailand when there are fat middle aged bald English men with chains round their necks and their shirts off, wearing England baseball caps and waving pints of beer around in 'pubs'. Big fat old Chavs in other words.
Ness and I only stayed in Lamai for one night, funnily enough.