Banana Pancakes in Ko Sumui

There's no dessert that can compare to the flavor and pure unhealthiness of a Banana Pancake in Ko Samui. So it's delicious. In fact, if you're lucky enough to stumble upon the Tom Cruise of Banana Pancakes, you will enjoy the preparation almost as much as the end result.



But as you may have suspected, there is plenty more to do on the reasonably sized island of Ko Samui. Of course, we wouldn't have known this if it wasn't for our old friends (and tour guides), Darren & Kathryn.























(Darren, Kathryn & the Namuang Waterfall)

For instance, you can rent a motor scooter and daringly maneuver in and out of traffic as you realize the entire island is now at your fingertips. You can marvel at the 'natural' rock formations of Grandfather & Grandmother rocks...essentially a giant penis and vagina that coincidentally appear in the same vicinity. You can bathe in the refreshing waters of Namuang waterfall and then ride a tortured elephant for about 50 yards.
















Grab a bowl of green curry at any number of oceanside restaurants and stare at the ladies who mine for snails in the tranquil surf. After lunch stop by and hang with the mummified monk and ask each other, "why do you think they put glasses on him?" If you haven't already seen enough puzzling marvels on the small island, head all the way up to the northern tip to see the Big Buddha...who just so happens to have one big nipple, which further complicates the gender confusion surrounding the Buddha. At this point, the day ought to be nearing an end, which means it's time to grab a Singha, hit the beach, and watch the sunset. If you're lucky, you'll stumble upon a litter of puppies who will practically beg you to pick them up and pet them.























For dinner you can stroll along the beach and check out the dozens of fresh seafood restaurants; for fun try weighing a few gigantic lobsters to see how much they would cost. After you wisely decide against the overpriced seafood, make your way back to the busy streets of Chaweng and instead dine at an Italian restaurant called Rice??? At this point, you can either hit the crowded streets of Chaweng and dance/drink the night away...or wisely decide to call it a day, retire to your rock hard mattress & blaring air conditioning, and drift away. What a day.