How can you tell when your "it's too freaking hot to eat in Thailand" diet has gone too far?

When you dive into a swimming pool full of people wearing scuba masks and your bathing suit bottom falls right down to your knees! Don't worry...tommorrow I will be wearing a wetsuit. And I can be pretty sure I'll never see any of those people again...after the next 5 days are over. sigh.

We've had an eventful day, here on Ban's scuba and "spa" resort on Koh Tao. Our day actually started at about midnight, when we realized that we could hear (and feel) the throbbing bass from the dance music from the bar in our beds. Now, I like loud bar music as much as the next girl, but when I am trying to sleep before a big day of scuba lessons, it's a little much. And then, the finale at 3am of Lionel Ritchie's "All Night Long" (the extended mix, no less) at full blast really put the icing on the cake. So, Krisi and I asked very sweetly if they would mind putting the two old ladies a little further away from the bar....and boy are we glad we did! We are now in a beautiful room with a separate sitting room up in a newer part of the resort, right next to the swanky non-diving swimming pool! Sadly, we had to leave my adopted little cat (who slept on our balcony all night) behind, but the perks are completely worth it. We even have a bathroom with a shower that is separated from the area with the toilet! Hurrah! Oh! And a dvd player! Which we probably won't use since they play movies down at the open air bar (tonight's was Hot Fuzz - a great flick) and it's pretty unbeatable to be watching a movie, eating a spicy green curry, drinking a cold singha beer, and feeling the ocean breeze on your skin.

But most importantly, I have decided that I was born to breathe underwater. We had a great time in the pool today, even as our fingers turned into prunes. We feel very prepared for our first real dive tomorrow afternoon. Krisi was even able to get a prescription mask...which saves her having to wear her glasses under a regular mask...awkward! Alas, the days events ended with a bit of a "manicure" accident, so I had to head to the "spa" down the street from the bar (Singha in hand) for some corrective work...a little miming, some laughing and an attempt to look very serious as I chose from their "selection" of "nailpolish". I have ended up with seriously vampy, gothic nails. And Krisi went loopy and got (gasp!) irridescent pink toenails instead of her usual french manicure. I suppose it did only cost 5 bucks between us, so we shouldn't complain.

I expet there won't be any prisons or snakes in disguise (note to Krisi: watch the skipper) in the ocean, so I should be posting again sometime tomorrow. Now I must head to my room to figure out how to duct tape my bikini bottoms to my behind. The Thai are quite conservative, you know...