A final meal at The Shack, a New York owned Steak and Burger joint on the front helped us celebrate our last night on Samui and thus a return to Bo Phut for the evening. It also gave us a shameful meeting with some very loud and aggressive Brits a few tables away. An all male group (mid thirties) from London shouting and screaming, while staring around the restaurant desperately seeking eye contact with anyone who might object. The owner found his night all of a sudden very busy trying to keep the group in check. We left before things became to excited.

A fond farewell to Giab at the bar behind the Plaza. She seems unable to attract any more passing trade and I can see the bar moving on quickly, a shame.

Finally we set off some Fire Lanterns from the beach as a farewell to Thailand, one for each of us.