In summary, more youths, not as spectacular beaches but a bit more chilled and enjoyable. Didn't feel like we were gatecrashing a Russian wedding party on a beach. This is how we passed the hours.
Full Moon Party
Not as large in scale as the famous ones in Koh Phangan but enough to convince us that this is definitely not our bag. It was a parade of whoppers on the grandest of scales, like someone had threw the contents of the Printworks on to a beach at closing time and assaulted them with a barrage of iffy dance music. Nat said it looked like someone had vomited a Hawaiian shirt and we spent most of the time watching peoples spectacular dance moves and borderline rapey chat up moves. I now can confirm that Psytrance needs no further airtime in my life.
Sloppy Covers Bands
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