Sun, Sea and Scuba Diving (and awkward flushing)

When I wanted to go travelling, I wanted to visit a place like Koh Tao. White sandy beaches, turquoise blue lagoons, and streams of palm trees essentially sums up this 21km squared little slice of paradise. Best known for it's excellent Scuba Diving, and relaxed party atmosphere, I felt Koh Tao really was a place where I could spend a long, long time.

          Sitting on the deck of my resort's restaurant area over looking the sea, I'm getting ready to tuck into a home made cheese burger prepared by the excellent local chef, Tong...when nature calls. Annoyed that I have to rush my burger, but happy I get another chance for some thinking time for my next blog post, I chomp down the exquisite quarter pounder, pay and thank Tong and his family, and awkwardly jog to my little bungalow up the hill. In this situation, the first 30 seconds din't leave much room for thinking time as I hadn't gone number 2 since 4 days earlier, in Bangkok. Nevertheless, the rush was over and I sat back and thought about the island I was about to enjoy for the next few days.

          First thing was first, I had to have a little wonder around, talk to some of the locals about the best spots to visit. I then wanted to inquire about diving. Seeing as I am writing this after I had the experience of diving, I can safely say that it is the best aqua experience of my life (I know that the diving happened after my initial thoughts on the toilet, but I need to express myself). To just say one thing; I know that Scuba Diving is breathing underwater, but it's so fucking cool, to breathe underwater! And you know those pictures of amazing coral reef and colourful-ass fish? It's exactly that. In front of your face! There was one fish, I couldn't stop following because it was patterned with every colour on the rainbow in the most beautiful way. Mental.

          Anyway, after I had finished my business, I got my pack of wet wipes out, then looked for the flusher. But nothing. I scan the bathroom a bit until my eyes fall on two buckets; a big one filled with water and a little one floating on top. Using my initiative, I scoop some water with the small bucket and pour it down the toilet. Apart from a bad smell, apparently nothing happens. I try again, but my residue is still floating in front of my face, mocking me. So I decide to step it up a notch. Putting the little bucket down, I pick up the big one, and go to town, pouring the entire contents of water down the bog...Success! So in Koh Tao they use a manual flushing system, I think just throw us Westerners off guard, but still, quite clever. In conclusion, the buckets are as follows; little for piss, big for shit.