I left the really nice and arty PaK Up hostel in Krabi, to Koh Lanta.
It’s the last day of the year and all the hostels, guesthouses or hamacs on the beach are full when we arrive on the island. With Alexia, a French girl met in the van, we do a two hours walk in search of a bungalow who will costs us less than an arm to spend the night in.
Koh Lanta however looks calm. Quiet. Empty.

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