After a three week whistle stop tour of Vietnam and Thailand our last stop for 3 nights was on the island of Phi Phi.
I was travelling with my wife and 15yr old daughter and throughout the trip paid special attention to avoid the seedier parts of Thailand. We intended on finishing the trip on an island in a traditional bamboo hut on the beach to get that last bit of relaxation before re-joining the rat race. We jumped on the ferry at Krabi and had pre booked a beach hut at Dee Dee Beach House at the far end of Loh Dalum Bay (the opposite side to where the ferry disembarks).
I had not been to Phi Phi before and as I was travelling with the ladies I decided Phi Phi was a better option than Koh Samui or Koh Phangan with their wild parties and girlie bars. Around 20 or so years ago I had a stint working for Thomson in the cruise department upgrading peoples cabins and one of their ships docked at Phi Phi, the majority of these cruise guests were all over 50 so that led me to believe the island was somewhat peaceful and tranquil – I was so very wrong!!!
Phi Phi is a totally pedestrianised island there are no cars and no real roads, however there are lots of bikes and plenty of porters with barrows to help you with your luggage off the ferry and through the twisting cobbled streets of the town to your accommodation, there are plenty of maps around and it is very hard to get lost.
We arrived at the beach house mid morning and the owners of Dee Dee were very accommodating, pouring us some welcome drinks while they organised our rooms and checked out some other guests, we sat in the peaceful gardens sipping our lime juice and looking out at the beach. The couple that were checking out were also English and were off to Bangkok for 2 nights before heading back to the UK and we swapped notes on shopping in Bangkok.
As is customary in this type of situation the girls all talked about shoes and handbags and us men discussed gadgets and tech, then the young man said to me:
So are you looking forward to a few days partying then?
No, I said were here for a few days relaxing before our journey home,
- good luck with that he said, hope you’re not a light sleeper.
- Why? I asked
- Lets just say it changes a bit at night time.
We spent the day on the beach in front of our beach hut and hired a couple of canoes to go exploring the coves around the bay, that evening watched the sunset over the mountain with a few beers.
Slowly but surely the bars along the beach sprang to life and the volume raised and the bass lines throbbed. we took a stroll down the beach and each bar has its own theme, we spent an hour or so in an 80′s type bar until we tired of Duran Duran and Spandau Ballet, then popped next door to the reggae bar for a fill of Bob Marley. By this time the sun was well set and all of a sudden as if there was some silent alarm the whole place lit up – literally, each bar along the beach has its own fire show with fire dancers and fire eaters, even inviting the tourists to join in with skipping ropes of fire and hoops to jump over and through. It couldn’t happen in England – health and safety officers would have heart attacks