The Florist - the real guest house
Peter and Caroline's flight arrived in Koh Samui
at 10pm last night, after leaving England the evening before, and having
a short stopover in Singapore. They were exhausted, and hot, but we all
had big welcome hugs at the airport (well, not Peter and I, but who'd
want to hug a big, sweaty bloke?). The girls were very excited, after
all they'd been looking forward to the moment for 9 months - and they
showed no sign of the fact that it was well past a normal bedtime! We
walked everybody down the beach to the guest house, and everybody had
a cooling dip and a drink, before it was then bedtime for everybody (apart,
of course, from Caroline and Sarah who sat up gossiping to the early hours).

The
Florist definitely has a 'split personality' - from the beach it’s a wonderful
wooden building, with a balcony café to catch the breeze, and with a quiet
private balcony outside of Peter and Caroline's suite. But from the main
road, it's a different thing altogether. After driving down an alleyway
through building sites, you then turn into the guest house through the
ruined garage (above right). Fancy spending so much money on a beachfront
plot, a modern building, and then not bothering to spend a penny on an
entranceway?

The
guest house has changed a bit since the photographs were taken for the
website and brochure. The picture on the left was taken before the construction
of the covered area, on the right. Although it's entirely practical (who
wants to sit under an sunshade when it's raining) it changes the look
of it. And because the guest house is quite small, there's no other space
to escape to in the rain, unless it's your room.
The
guest house has changed a bit since the photographs were taken for the
website and brochure. The picture on the left was taken before the construction
of the covered area, on the right. Although it's entirely practical (who
wants to sit under an sunshade when it's raining) it changes the look
of it. And because the guest house is quite small, there's no other space
to escape to in the rain, unless it's your room.