Lesson 1 of traveling alone: sharing a room with a random dude you met on the bus, who seems nice, is NOT always the best idea, even if you are trying to be adventurous.Lesson 2: If said random dude tries to grope you the first night you share a room together while you are sleeping, probably best to get the fuck out of there as soon as possible.
Lesson 3: If same said dude shares a room with you again the next night, he'll probably try to grope you again ... and when you refuse ... again, he'll make a nasty comment.
Lesson 4: It's best to be honest if you aren't happy with a situation. I should have just told the dude to FUCK OFF instead of feeling bad for ditching the room situation.
For some reason I thought he was cool the day I met him, but after that it was all down hill. He was annoying, way too opinionated, immature, gross, stingy, a douche bag, clingy, and wouldn't leave me and my friends alone. Literally, I had to run away from the guy twice. Like literally, run away and hide in Francis's room. Thank the lord for Pete, Orla, and Francis. They were my angels who came to Ko Phi Phi and saved me from the random ass twenty-two year old I stupidly decided to share a room with, and a bed. A fucking bed. Worst decision of my life. I gave the guy the benefit of the doubt that he was a harmless, nice guy who just needed a roommate to split the cost. I didn't think he'd want to hang out 24/7 and/or grope me at night whilst I tried to sleep (while I was actually not sleeping because I was too scared of what the dude might pull). I ditched him after the first night and hung out with Pete, Orla, and Francis at the beach. Some how he made his way at our dinner table and after a few hours of hearing him talk we made excuses; I just walked away and ran into Francis's room to watch Old School and bitch about how fucking annoying this guy was. Plus, he awkwardly invited himself to hang out with us the next day on the boat trip we planned to see some Islands around Ko Phi Phi. He invited himself. Who does that? Cringe ... cringe ... cringe, whenever I think about him.
Oh another thing. The second night when I regretfully and painfully walked back to my room (openly wishing I had just crashed in Francis's bed for the night) I was definitely not friendly to him. In fact, I was being a total bitch. I went to bed, he went out for the night and I secretly hoped he would get drunk and lost, or meet a girl and not come back. He came back. He tried to grope me again while I was sleeping, I told him to get his grubby little paws off of me and the fuck away from me, and word for word, this is what he said:"stop being gay, be a traveler." I am not lying, that is what he said when I rejected him. Who says that and what does that even mean? First off, I hate it so much when people use the word gay in a derogatory, negative way. Many of the loves of my life are gay and whenever someone says that, I want to kick them in the balls. Secondly, if being a traveler means hooking up with a disgusting, immature, clingy dick face, who acts inappropriately, and is a sleaze bag, annoying piece of crap ... then send me home right now, because i'm not a traveler. Fuck that guy. I don't dislike many people, I really don't, but this guy I really, really, really don't like. I even went as far as to "de-friend" him on Facebook. This is how much I dislike this guy.
Today, I just wanted to hang out with Francis, Pete, and Orla since it was my last day with them, but dick face invited himself a long, and Francis, Pete, and Orla being the nicest people in the whole world went a long with it because we all felt to bad to ditch the poor loser. I'm being mean, I know I'm being mean, but this guy really pissed me off. I hate feeling uncomfortable and disrespected and that's how he made me feel. We got on a boat at 7:30 in the morning and went to Maya Beach, the beach where the movie, The Beach was filmed. Since it was so early in the morning, there was no one there and it was breathtaking. We had the whole place to ourselves. The water was a sparkling turquoise and magenta and prisma-colored fish swam around you in circles. The beach was surrounded by rock formations that were reminiscent of Halong Bay, and the white sand felt sweetly silky between your toes. It was amazing. Stingy roommate decided he didn't want to pay the extra 100 baht ( which is literally like three dollars) to go on the beach and stubbornly sat on the boat or went snorkeling or whatever, while Orla, Francis, Pete and I lazied around and took photos of the gorgeousness. After that our boat guy took us snorkeling and we went swimming in a lagoon. It was an amazing day and I'm glad I got to spend it with the gang, albeit the douche bag tag along.
I love Pete, Orla, and Francis. I really do. They made me feel so at home with them in Ko Phi Phi and I hope that I get to see them again some day. It was sad saying bye to them at the dock because it was one of those moments where you just feel ... this could be the last time I ever see these people and a part of you wants to cry a little with the thought of that. There's always those friends you meet that make you realize how wonderful people really can be, if that makes any sense at all. Just genuinely kind, good-hearted, fun, hilarious, and real people that you would love to have in your life. Hopefully, I'll see them again in Ireland or California, or who knows where. The sole sad thing about making friends while you travel is that you never truly know if you will ever see that person again. Regardless, it doesn't make their friendship any more significant, sometimes more so.
I left without saying bye to douche bag and ran to Pete and Orla's room to shower and then to eat before I had to leave for Phuket. I'm here now. It's a shithole. A nasty shit hole and there is nothing to do. The only redeeming thing about this place is this hostel that is surprisingly nice, clean and there is free Internet which I am hogging as we speak. Tomorrow I leave for Singapore and meet up with Denny. I'm excited to explore a city but I really will miss the beach. Even with the fucked up roommate situation, I still think Ko Phi Phi is a beautiful place.
