Nothing beats nights by the beach. Toes digging in the sand, clutching cold bottles of beer, sipping your favorite cocktails, shivering with the sea breeze and wind blowing, gazing every now and then at the waves breaking a few meters away, holding your face up to catch the rain falling around sporadically--it's the best way to cap off a sun-kissed day.
On our first night on the island, we had beers and cocktails on the breezy roofdeck of Le Soleil. Giant pillows and colorful lights, crazy poses and toasts to the beach. We played on the shore on our way home to Station 1. Jumped around like fools on the sand.
wearing Forever 21 bohemian top, American eagle denim shorts
On our second night on the island, we went to the other side and nearly fell into the water while clinging to sharp rocks. We ordered Sex on the Beach shakers and shared the dreaded Still Standing After 15 Shots at Cocomangas and gazed discreetly at our lovely Baling Hai bartender who was with his girl. We felt obligated to finish all 15 shots, some with a yucky taste, just so we can get our free shirt. Headaches ensued the following morning.
wearing Forever 21 dress
On our third night on the island, I drank one too many beers by the beach with the boyfriend at Epic. There was a huge pre-FHM party crowd inside and we hogged a whole lounge outside all to ourselves with the water a few meters behind us. The music was loud and the people were crazy but we had a good time talking and laughing at some silly joke or prank--just the two of us. I remember throwing sand at him, remember the crazy drunk girls who set off fireworks on the shore, glaring at the hot girls dancing behind us, laughing at the Jakester, holding my face up when it drizzled, and asking for more Red Horses. We went back to our place to find my friends about to finish their Absolut and we had a grand old time, with few regrets the morning after.
wearing Chatuchak dress and scarf
Why would you ever want to leave this island?
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