Another Tiring Day

Yesterday was by far the worst but most interesting day on our trip. It started with packing everything into our packs once again then taking a taxi to the pier. Thailand's taxis are the most fun, but most illegal. What they do is put benches in the open bed of a truck stuff your bags and you onto the benches then they zoom to wherever you need to go. When we reached the pier we stayed at a free Internet cafe called "Cafe Del Sol" which had pretty good food and nice drinks. We were there for about and hour and a half waiting for our boat. Then we walked (which felt like a long way) to the last pier on the beach. We then waited for a half hour noticing that our boat was a half hour late. When we got onto the boat the man took our bags and had us sit under. There were rows of seats under and so we picked a row of four. As soon as I go to my seat I could feel the throw-up coming. The smell made me want to puke. After I got used to the smell, waves became 3 meters high. I never used to be sea sick but that time we were going up and down up and down on the waves I began to barf in my bag, on my DS case and only some actually got into the barf bag. My throw up was the tomato cheese sandwich I ate which was pretty yummy at the time. When we got off the boat we took a bus to the train station and on the bus I felt car sick. Luckily, I survived the car ride. As soon as we reached the train station we headed to get something to eat. Next door to the station was a nice, cheap