My canadian friend, Jason, just couldn't stay away. He messaged to let me know that one of his friends from back home had come to visit and was wondering if I'd play tour guide again. "Sure," I'd said, "but this time, not in Bangkok. Pack your bags because you're coming to Phi Phi!" The girls and I spent some quality time soaking up the sun before grabbing the boys from their hostel.
We decided to take a hike to the Phi Phi viewpoint- it isn't too arduous of a climb but still does provide a spectacular view of the island. Win! Win! However, without fail, just like every time he steps outside in Thailand, Jason was sweating. A lot. A ton. Profusely. Gotta hand it to him for consistency, that's for sure :) Luckily, he received a bit of relief on our way down from the viewpoint. It started pouring rain, so we quickly hurried to Jason and his friend's hostel-- it was AMAZING. They had a huge double room, with balcony, all to themselves. I definitely wasn't about to introduce them to our squished, three bunk dorm. After all, I was supposed to be the informed tour guide for god sakes. Woops.
That evening the boys came by our beachside hostel for a few beers and some music.
After the tide came in a bit too close for comfort, the girls and I brought the boys into the town and introduced them to our favorite live music bar. The incredibly talented guitarist was back, so we planted ourselves and sang along to his covers for most of the night, and in that moment, the incredibly talented tour guide was able to redeem herself from her earlier booking faux pas :)
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