After spending four days in Karon Beach in Phuket we took a ferry for a 2 1-2 hour ride to Koh Phi Phi. Koh Phi Phi is a smaller island to the east that is less developed than the Phuket beaches, but still developed enough to offer banana pancakes. We were led by a tourism guide to a hotel right off the ferry. Within a couple minutes of arriving, we decided to look elsewhere. That turned out to be a good choice. Our second hotel was on the opposite side of the island and the only way to get there from town is by taxi boat. We stayed at a place on top of the mountain called Phi Phi Hill - a very accurate and descriptive title. The climb up the stairs was a workout, but the reward at the top was a panoramic view of the island - and it faced the sunset. It was an amazing venue. My only feedback to them would be to get control of their cats! At breakfast on the third day the space underneath Allison's chair was the stage for a bitter fight between two hungry cats - cat hair was flying and the meows echoed across the bay - in the end Al had a clawmark to the leg and the cats walked away. After proper treatments for the wounds we walked down the stairs to meet our guide Noi, who took us on a 4-hr snorkeling excursion to Phi Phi Ley. It was one of the cooler things I've ever seen. We swam with the fishes. No sign of Luca Brasi.
As an aside, Dad Kent passed on the news that brought a smile to my face even on the other side of the world and a few months removed from the college football season. Poor Bobby Bowden... I think he could use some time in Koh Phi Phi...
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