Of Motorcycles and Burritos

Upon arrival at the pier in Koh Samui, it was already dark. There was a lot of hustle and bustle, and most of us were already a little agitated. We were assigned a bus driver to take us to the hostel. When we found him, he had no idea. As we were talking to him, it happened. A man on a broken motorcycle came zooming towards us at full throttle, fortunately my friend saw it in time so we could jump aside. The woman behind me on the bus was not so lucky and was hit by him. But besides a few bruises, she didn't seem to be seriously injured, at least I hope not. After this chaos, we sat down in the bus with the driver and started driving. He was very eager to entertain us, which he succeeded in and made the ride very pleasant. When we arrived at the hostel, we quickly settled into our double room with wonderfully cushioned beds. We didn't stay here long and wanted to go out to eat. I found a Canadian who cooks Mexican food in Thailand, and it tasted delicious. The portions with the burritos were good and it satisfied us. We went to bed at 12 o'clock and only woke up after 12 hours, yes, the journey to Koh Samui demanded quite a lot from us.