03.03.2012 - 04.03.2012 32 °C
We woke early to do a 7 mile run…after three difficult hills we reassessed our expectations and settled for a 4 mile run instead! It was the hardest 4 miles either of us have ever ran, it was made even more difficult by the increasing heat and humidity which became increasingly present from the half way mark! We got back and Martin did some of his weight stuff outside the bungalow whilst I watched from the porch, we chatted away and at one stage were joined by a local dog who just seemed to enjoy the company. With exercise over we got ready to leave.
Martin had been vague and unwilling to plan the next step for our time on Koh Chang for days. It was very out of character and did begin to make me suspicious about what he was up to. We got some toiletry supplies from the local shop and then got some breakfast during which Martin kept carrying on about how it would be lovely to find somewhere with a pool and Jacuzzi for a few days. Thinking the heat must have gone to his head I reminded him how we were travelling not holidaying, how or budget wouldn’t stretch to a place with a pool and how if somewhere like that fell into our price bracket the pool would be so nasty we wouldn’t want to use it anyway!
We finished breakfast and found a taxi van (the pick up tuctucs that we have mentioned before) Martin had mentioned over breakfast, in between his strange behaviour and dreams of staying in somewhere with a pool, that he had decided which beach we should move onto next and that he had a place in mind. Martin gave the taxi driver a piece of paper and the driver quoted us a price and in we got. This was all very odd! Within 10 minutes the driver stopped at the road to our destination, my interrogation enroute had only managed to reveal that the hotel he had found costs 400 BHT (£8)…as we walked down to the entrance gates I doubted very much if that was true!
We were greeted by a lovely smiling receptionist who gave us chilled flannels and the nicest green tea I have tasted, whilst really nice the majority of my thoughts were on the budget…which on reflection is very funny, and lacks the romance I hoped would accompany such an occasion. Martin and the receptionist were talking very awkwardly, almost in code, whist the other receptionist just stood and smiled at me. Eventually, as though giving in Martin muttered to the receptionist that he was supposed to see the manager on arrival, like the key word had been spoken there was a flurry of activity and the manager appeared, after a short conversation , during which it was agreed that he would speak to martin again properly later, he announced that he had given us a free upgrade and with that he said good bye. This was more than odd, although I really didn’t want to start imagining what was going on but I couldn’t help but wonder. After Martin had checked in we were shown, along the maze of wooden decking that ran between the quaint little lodges, gardens and ponds to our “room”, all the way, despite my budget concerns I was beaming from ear to ear with excitement.
Our room was amazing, it was a log cabin style bungalow, with its own decked private patio, bigger than any room we had stayed in during our trip. Back through the French doors there was a kingsize bed, a seating area, massive tv and stereo sound system and then the bathroom was almost the same size again with a massive Jacuzzis and his and her sinks…400 BHT a night was definitely a lye! As soon as the door was shut I started my interrogation again, this time Martin gave away more information: we were booked in for 3 nights and this was a treat….so I could stop banging on about the budget! We spent the rest of the day by the pool and beach enjoying the sun and having cocktails in the pool Jacuzzi. That evening Martin said we were booked in for a meal in the restaurant at 6 and to dress smart. Leaving the room Martin asked if I had everything….the strange behaviour had returned…I was wearing clothes and didn’t need anything else…so I confirmed I did have everything. Instead of heading for the restaurant Martin led me down towards the pool, beyond the pool I could see a dining table set out on the beach. The table was ours, the restaurant meal turned out to be a five course meal, just the two of us, on the beach watching the sunset….during which he proposed and I said YES! Returning to our room there were swans made out of the towels on our bed and rose petals and flowers everywhere…a perfect day in paradise with my wonderful Fiancée.