Reluctantly we said good bye to our beautiful hotel in Krabi and took a van to the ferry dock for a boat to a famous Phi Phi Island. We knew things were not going to be the same as the Tubkaak when the driver dumped us out of the van far away from the pier and told us to get walking. So we dragged our very heavy bags down a dirt path to the ferry boat where we were told to put them on the boat. This is the part where we regret having over-packed! Until now, all our bags were handled for us so the weight of them was not an issue, now that we were responsible for them- it was a different story. Well there is not a real dock, so to get to our ferry, we just had to walk across other boats all parked parallel and ours was the fourth. Luckily someone helped us hoist our bags up the little tiny stairs to the upper deck where we waited for an hour in the heat and humidity for our ferry to leave. Boy were we grateful for the cool breeze of a moving boat. We sat on the wooden plank benches and saw some truly amazing scenery on our way to Phi Phi. It was so beautiful that it is hard to fully describe.

One of the many little beaches and villages along the way
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Just some pictures of the ride- they don't even do it justice.
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OK, so we thought after a week and a half in Thailand that we would be a little more experienced, but alas, when we got to the dock in Phi Phi, a scene much like our first arrival awaited us. We lugged our stupid bags off the boat and down the very long wooden dock- the whole time I was thinking to myself what in the heck did I bring and what would I miss if I threw this bag into the ocean right now? We were greeted by the swarm of people trying to get us a hotel, an excursion, a taxi, a long boat. It was a little overwhelming. I remember feeling this way coming into Roma Termini- the train station and having no place to stay and needing these people. However, luckily we did have a place to stay, the Holiday Inn rated #3 on Trip Advisor (note to self, always go with # 1) and we did have transportation to our hotel. So we walked past the 50 people holding signs from every hotel on the island. Of course, there are no roads on the island so you have to get everywhere on a long boat. We saw all the names of hotels as we passed, surely ours must be towards the front- it was # 3 after all. Well, we got to the last guy and and didn't see Holiday Day Inn- we must have missed it. Janina ran back past all 50 people, surely he was among the crowd. In the mean time, a guy ran up to us, asking if we want wanted to rent his long boat to bring us to our hotel- he said, "Holiday Inn, no boat, you pay me and I take you". Hahaha, we thought, you can't fool us twice. We had already been duped by the Tuk Tuk driver and the boat ride on the first day of our trip, we knew he was just lying to try to get us on his boat. "No thanks" we confidently said. Holiday Inn, no boat- you have to get taxi. "No thanks"' we repeated! But I was starting to think, where is the boat that was supposed to be waiting for us? What should we do? We were swarmed by vendors like flies on honey, people must have seen the panic on our faces and smelled blood. Finally, we saw a little grandma that looked trustworthy, so we asked her to help us. Please call Holiday Inn for us- they are supposed to have a boat waiting for us. She kindly called for us and handed us the phone and much to our dismay, our stomachs sank as we heard the news. Jo argued on the phone saying that she was not happy, that this was ridiculous, that she confirmed, etc but even after all that, we were told there would be no boat. Defeated, we came to accept that we needed a ride. The same guy came up to us first, propositioned us again, but we were now indebted to grandma for helping us and she said, of course, her brother had a boat we could take so we had to take it... and thus began our next adventure.
Well, her brother's boat was not parked near the handy steps where we could easily embark, but rather in the middle of the water, in front a restaurant. I quickly realized that we were going to have to walk through the water to get into the boat (Jo was still in disbelief) Then there was the issue of our suitcases. The boat driver was about 70 years old, about 4 foot 11 and 90 pounds if that, not to mention he was suffering from cataracts. (Jo pointed out that his feet were as wide as they were long and he could not wear shoes, thus he was barefoot) How was he going to get these enormous bags into the boat-because surely weren't going to walk through the water holding them over our heads. He struggled with them and with grandma's help, they got them into the boat, not without a struggle. Well, that was nothing compared to the struggle that we had getting onto the boat. We treaded through the waterAnd now, we had a 35 minute ride in this little boat to our hotel. Here are a few fun pictures of that adventure.
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Jo getting into the boat- notice grandma's face- imagine her screaming oh my while attempting this!
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| Here we are with the Madonna! |
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| Our beautiful boat |
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| The luggage that was making the boat tip- the piece of junk metal on the left is the ladder in the boat. |
Anyway, it didn't end there- we got to our hotel and thankfully, at the dock, they had a ramp to help us disembark. We had our welcome drinks while Jo debated with the manager for a while about the fact that we were supposed to have a long boat waiting for us. He then informed us that breakfast was not included- we thought it was- and so we really got no where. Here is a good time to mention that in Thailand, in every hotel that we checked into, they offer you an ice-cold rag with some scent on it and then a welcome drink of fruit juice- nice touch. Anyway, back to the story, so we spent a while there, getting no where and then we went to our room- a beach front bungalow-not. There was a shack right in front of our room so all we saw is the shack. A few more phone calls and waiting around and finally, we got a room with a beach front view. Since this day was a little harrowing, we took advantage of the happy hour 2 for 1 drinks and met a nice bartender named Boy. I will save the hotel pictures for tomorrow because as Jo said, we are probably the only people in the world who would have complained about our room- you'll see why.