I slept pretty well in my room, but I felt rather down when I woke up. There were just too many things going through my head. I got up to go to the beach, sat under the shade and watched the waves lapping gently on the shore. <\/p>\n
\nThen it was business as usual. I set up shop in the reception area, plugging my laptop and my mobile phone to charge. I finished up just before lunch, to head back to my room and pack up my things for check out at 12 noon. Since my boat isn’t until 4pm, I leave my things behind the reception desk and headed down to the beach for some light reading and uh, people<\/i> watching. That cheered me up immensely, and after baking for a while, I head back the restaurant for lunch, pick up my laundry and pay my bill. <\/p>\n
I played games on my phone while waiting for the boat, and as I was starting to really get into the game, the receptionist taps me in the arm because the boat is already waiting. She shyly asks me why I only stayed for one night. I was asking the same question myself. But really, I was ready to leave. The ride back was uneventful — it was more forgiving to the bottom, since the boat was full compared to the ride going to the island.<\/p>\n