If the last two days were bad, this one was sheer hell. I really felt sick most of the day - sore stomach, headache, nausea, pains all over. We decided to take a ferry trip to the island of Phangan to get our minds off the fasting - and it almost worked. We caught a ferry for the 50-minute trip and then hired a bouncy 'baht-bus' taxi to take us to the best snorkelling spot on the island.
What a trip it was! I ended up sitting on the floor of the pick-up truck, but it was still very rough going. And the snorkelling spot was right on the other side of the island. When we got there, it was well worthwhile as it was very beautiful and only a handful of tourists and Thais snorkelling and diving.
In the early evening we had our last drinks and tablets - and our last coffee colonic cleansing. Thank goodness, I don't know if I could have survived another one..... In preparation for the big day tomorrow, we went to Tesco Lotus with Trudy (the Irish wedding girl) and Helen did a big, big shop for food and other treats...
We are ready to get back to food. Only one night to go. In the morning I just know I will feel much, much better, just knowing that it is all over. Good night, cruel, cruel world.
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