Day four can be summed up as follows:
bus, bus bus. Walk, yay?....ew...walk walk, YAY! Sleep.
Obviously, I can't leave it at that, lest I be accused of slacking off by my brother. So I shall expand on the tediousness.
We spent FAR too long on the bus to Koh Chang. Thankfully it was a full-sized bus and not one of the hellish mini ones. We arrived at the Ferry around 2:28. It
left at 2:30. The "15-minute" ride took an hour. Masters of planning that we are, terror struck our hearts when we arrived at the island to find that there were no beaches in sight. Chris and I had assumed that we'd just show up and be within walking distance to all the beaches. Ha. We decided to follow people our own age who were hopping into pickup truck taxis, and just go wherever they were going. We had gotten advice on a place to stay earlier, and confirmed it with one of the guys on our truck. We were off to Lonely Beach, to find the Treehouse huts!
Apparently it was pretty far. It took 40 minutes to get there. We got off the truck
and had to trek through the jungle a bit, following randomly placed signs pointing to Treehouse. We arrived, and booked a hut for the evening. It really wasn't as nice as we expected. Even the other people staying there were sketchy. We got a v
ery bare minimum hut, with outdoor bathrooms and a torn mosquito net and nothing but a tiny dirty fan and rock-hard bed inside. As I looked around, I imagined being torn to pieces by bloodthirsty spiders while we slept. Oh well, for $6 what can one expect?
We changed into beach clothes and set off to relax, finally! On our way to the beach, we stumbled upon....the
actual Treehouse. Turns out that yes, we
were staying in random sketch-town. We continued walking and noticed that almost everywhere else was nicer than the place we were staying. We ditched it so fast, and got a nicer place on the other end of the beach. It was considerably more expensive, but also proportionally nicer! Here is the lovely view from our porch at sunset.

So ends day four.
Day five was lovely and relaxing. When we awoke in the morning, we were greeted once more with the loveliness of our view.

We had a delicious breakfast on

the beach, and then set about the business of having fun. There was some swimming, and lazing about, and then a kayak excursion. Look at Chris, doesn't he look so happy? Ah, the day was so full of promise. We rented a kayak and some snorkels and set off for one of the nearby islands. Unfortunately, the island wasn't as nearby as we thought.

Also, the waves weren't as small. Also, I wasn't as
fun. I decided that I'd had quite enough of that for the day, so we headed back. The afternoon was spent snorkeling and cutting ourselves on coral. When enough blood was lost, it was time to read on the beach. We also visited the Treehouse for lunch, had a
fantastic deliciousness fest, and decided that our meals would be there from now on. The rest of our time was basically spent trying to get hungry so we could go back and eat again. To the right is one of many delicious shakes, with a beautiful orchid decoration.

Oh yeah....Christmas! I kept forgetting it was winter.

Beautiful sunset on Lonely Beach.

Back to the Treehouse. It was SO windy, my camera almost got blown over!
As you can see, we went

back to the Treehouse for supper, and met some of the people from the truck the day before. We ended up drinking buckets with them for a few hours. Buckets are basically an entire mickey of rum plus red bull and coke. This costs about $5. Chris and I actually finished one, though as you might have guessed he did most of the work.
On the way back to our bungalow that night, we saw a fire dancer on the beach and enjoyed the gorgeous stars. I haven't seen them look that nice in a long time. We were also surprised to see phosphorescent algae glowing blue in the water. It looked like little blue fireflies swimming.

Back to the bungalow we go, to rest up for another hideous day of travel!