Little Bro

We took the ferry back from the island to mainland, Thailand. It was one of those things where you just have to watch what everyone else does and proceed following their example unless someone tells you otherwise. There was no buying tickets before hand, no announcement of seating arrangements or departure time. We just followed people on, found a seat, and then explored the boat a bit. About halfway through the journey a man with a uniform (at least a solid button-up blue shirt) came around, and everyone began shuffling through their bags or pockets for money. We paid and enjoyed the rest of our trip.

My little brother isn't so little anymore. He passed me up in height years ago. And now, we can actually have serious, thought provoking conversations. You'd have to ask him, but I think he had a pretty good trip. At one point he admitted that he expected it to be more buggy, more hot, and more boring than what it turned out to be. Those expectations are a few I'm happy we didn't meet.