To the left, another fellow, early morning swimmer. This UK lad was out at 0600. Martin started at 0740, a little late, but managed at least 900 meters. After the four S's (Shower, Shit, Shave & Shampoo), a early morning beer tastes great on the poach overlooking the sea.
	After breakfast, it was time for some beer shopping and a breakfast nap. Portable PCs are a must. Arild and Martin has one each.
	The Crotch. A nickname given to her by Martin. What's she looking for?   The Crotch can walk as well shown here to the right.
	Crotch closed. Too much sun, maybe? A possible catch showing up on her patch. There is a reason for everything.
	Tight fit of the read end of The Crotch. You really have to dig hard to get this G-string out of your arse. Martin hard at work at Bangrak Samui Beach Resort Internet café updating these pages.
	One of the friendly Thai faces seen in the streets. Tukta is trying to find a pair of trousers for Martin. Not successful and Martin bought them the next day in Bangkok.
	Tukta carefully waiting to cross the road. A wise move. Waiting for the plane, we found this very nice Thai restaurant.
	Martin ordered crab. Deliciously made by fresh, local raw material at a reasonable price. Very tasteful it was. Here the noodles that came with the crab. Tasted like sauerkraut.
	One of the friendly staff members of Bangrak Samui Beach Resort that we met accidentally close to the airport. Her name is Ann. A most proper name. Arriving at the Samui airport before departing to Bangkok.
	The colorful busses taking us to the plane. Bye to Samui for now. Martin may be back.

The next day, Tuesday, it was time for Martin's emergency dentist appointment.