I woke up at a bright and early 2pm and wandered around the tiny island. It's beautiful here. No tuk tuks, no carbon dioxide, and surpsingly no pollution despite plastic being used everywhere.
Sadly almost all the people we met at the hostel were massive stoners who just wanted to eat 'happy pancakes' and smoke all day. I wasn't interested in that scene too much so Isaac (a British bloke from the hostel) and I walked to the top of the island to see if we could rent kayaks for the day. The bloke running the shop was a fat, middle aged, jaded Russian who I think would have totally suited an eye patch. He refused to rent us kayaks after the 8am guided tour because "there are sharp rocks below most rivers and you will die. There are also strong rapids leading down other rivers and you will die. If you get lost, you will die."
Undeterred by the fear of death, Isaac and I decided to go for a hike to the neighboring island called Don Khon. The entry was 35000 kip = $5 and it was totally worth it. We got to see a beautiful waterfall and go hiking through heaps of rice patties.
When we got back the stoners were stoned and talking about stoning. I ordered the unhappy pancakes and enjoyed the view of the stars and peaceful river.
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