I finally made it to the southern islands... after a flight from Chang Rai at 3p, a 9 hour overnight bus and then a 2 hr boat ride in rough waters... (watching some Asian girl puking the entire trip)... I'm finally here.
It's a gorgeous island with only one resort (http://www.nangyuan.com/nangyuan.php), but I already want to leave.. and the only reason I'm not leaving immediately is b/c I signed up for a 3-day dive course.
The staff screwed up my reservation, which means I'd have to switch rooms after two nights and then again two nights later. The reason I came to this island was so I could chill out in one place for a week and not have to pack up and move around.... it kind of wears on me!
Anyhoo, the total A.H. manager who is no more than 5'3" (the manager is a guy) and who is also a complete jerk wouldn't make any kind of accommodations for me and any time I tried to speak, he interrupted me. I hadn't been able to get any sleep on the overnight bus... and as we all know what happens to Tracy when she's over tired ... she cries.
So here I am at the front counter in tears because all I wanted was a room with air conditioning so I could take a nap and then figure what I was doing once I was sane again. This manager is being a huge donkey and I decide to just take one really nice room for one night and then switch places the next morning. Right as I'm about to go to the room they hand me a piece of paper with hotel rules. One of them being no water or electricity from 10a-5p.
It is now 11 o'clock in the morning and already hot as hell. No sleeping for me. And now MUCH more pissy at this point. Bad Combo!
I put my bags in my room and decide to lounge on a chair on the beach... but then it starts torrentially down pouring. I figure I'll just get a massage instead and go to the front counter to set up a massage and they tell me they can't do any massages because the mat is wet b/c of the rain. I don't give a hoot about a wet mat, do it on the floor for all I care. And what hotel doesn't have a back up plan for rain!??!
I'm batting zero here.
I go back to my room to find easily a thousand tiny ants crawling ALL over my bed, under my covers and have basically taken my backpack hostage.
Lovely.
I spend the next 45 minutes emptying everything out of my bag, shaking it out, and then hanging it from the random nails in the walls. Oh, and the room is a piece of crap. For $80/night in Thailand I should be living in a mansion. But noooo... I've got ants in my bed, one of those shower/toilet/sink combos and no electricity during the day. C'mon. You've got to be kidding me.
I decide I'll just go to a different island in the morning when I bump into people who have gone diving here. They all RAVED about it and the dive instructors were so cool that I decided to do a 3-day PADI certification course. I also decided to switch rooms to one of the cheaper ones (only $10/night) cause then I could care less if it's a piece of crap b/c I'm only spending ten bucks anyway.
So I'm all signed up for diving and go to use the internet (which is behind the front counter and totally non-private) and realize they have wireless. Things are looking up.
I grab my laptop and see that I need a Network Key (basically the password) and ask for the password and the son of a bitch manager in a snotty ass voice says, no, they don't have wireless.
I'm staring at the freaking wireless router. Don't lie and say you don't have wireless because my computer recognized the network and I also see the router sitting right in front of me.
I explain nicely that I know they have wireless and point to the router and then he interrupts me AGAIN and says, no, you cannot use it. Keep in mind that I haven't slept in over 36 hours and I'm hot... I'm cussing out this little shit of a manager in my head and decide I'm checking out of this place in the morning. I would have checked out then and there, but then I'd have no way to get to the other island because the ferry stopped running two hours ago.
Even though the island is gorgeous, I can't deal with the completely incompetent staff.
I leave the horrid front desk staff and walk over to the cool dive shop people and explain my situation and they offer for me to just hook my laptop up to their office after the front desk closes and just lock the office behind me. I probably won't do that, but how difficult was that?
LOOONG story short, I'm sticking around for the dive course only and b-lining the freaking cow dung of a manager while I'm here in order to make my stay more enjoyable.
Unless something insanely amazing happens in the next couple days I doubt I'll be online... cause when I'm online the stupid manager walks around and gives me the evil eye constantly.
I can't complain too much. I'm sitting in paradise. Where are you sitting? Yea, that's what I thought. I'll stop bitching now.
++ Update: Ten minutes after writing this post, I decided to do a little investigative work. I went into the network settings and figured out what the network key/password was. HA! Now I can get online in my bungalow. That'll teach the guy to be a jerk. Wee. ++
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