It’s been a while friends and mainly because life these past three weeks has gotten in the way, including an exploding mac-book which has meant that blogging has become 10x more impossible. None the less, it’s Friday and I’m sitting in a dark stuffy office during my lunch break (because nobody likes daylight here apparently) thinking back to the last two weeks. 5 days ago, I woke up in a beach hut, on the shore of Koh Samui, Thailand. I woke up multiple times actually and took a shower in our ancient shower room to rid myself from the pain in the arse that is mosquito bites and 34 degree heat. We got up, had a cuddle, got a banana milkshake and some pancakes and life at that point, although sad as it would be my second to last morning spent in Thailand, was the best kind of life.
If you didn’t know already, because I’m not too sure I bragged about it enough; I went to visit Charlie whilst he’s out in Asia travelling and although I had only 10 days of cuddle time, sunbathing, pad thai and booze, I had the most incredible time and for sure needed the little break from real life. Instead of boring y’all about how cute we were and how insanely pretty Koh Samui was, I thought I’d just show ya in a nice chunky image diary. Charlie would take all credit for this photography, but I’m not having it.
First drink in Thailand in our faaaav beach spot, The Silent Treehouse.
Playing footie with an elephant, because why not.
Our day spent being tourists, travelling by 4×4 and scooter.
Apologies about the mass dump of holiday pics but couldn’t help it alright and I’m pretty sure that’s what you’re supposed to do when you get back from your summer holiday? Bore anyone possible with photos of beaches and selfies? That’s what I thought.
I feel like I’m making no sense, I’m jet lagged and dreamy.
My boss is starting at me now, apparently I should be working… what is life?! Take me back to the beach plzzzzzzz.