"Live Like More" on Ko Phi Phi
"Boleman, we fell asleep..." Jacqueline said groggily, shaking me out of a half-drunken sleep. Slowly getting out from beneath the covers, I had to laugh at myself for not even bothering to change out of my swimsuit before my head hit the pillow. It was 2 in the morning ~ five hours past the meeting time we had set with our fellow booze cruisers to continue our daytime shenanigans into the night ~ and of course, there was only one thing on my mind: I need pizza.
Afraid that we'd missed out on an epic night, we quickly got ready and ran out the door to the small streets of Ko Phi Phi to see if the party was still alive. It turns out that no one else made it out either after the crazy day we'd had on Bob's Booze Cruise, feeding monkeys, jumping off cliffs, exploring Maya Bay and drinking ourselves silly on Changs and rum and cokes.
Fortunately, pizza was still happening. We grabbed a couple slices from a street-side vendor and made our way to the beach past half-a-dozen dimly-lit tattoo shops with an interesting array of clientele. The remnants of beer bottles and plastic cups scattered across the sand both disgusted me and gave me a feeling of FOMO for the wild night we slept through.
Cutting our losses, we headed back in the direction of our guesthouse, but got stopped before we found the path back to the street. "Do you ladies want to go for a midnight bath?" smirked a tall, skinny French guy with a slightly out-of-focus look to his eyes. Never having heard the term before, Jac and I looked at each other and laughed, "What's a midnight bath?" we asked. As drunk as he was, I don't know how he managed to make us feel like idiots for not knowing, but he questioned our age and thought it was just absolutely crazy that we didn't know that the midnight bath he was suggesting meant skinny dipping under the stars.
While I'm all for swimming sans suit whenever I deem it appropriate, this was just not the time. We politely declined and started back on our way as he slurred all the reasons why we should stay. Most of it was drunken rambling, but there was one thing he said that stuck out to me.
"On Phi Phi, you just have to live like more!" he exclaimed in his endearing French accent.
It had already been an amazing couple of days up to that point, but his words really sunk in the following night when we raged out on the beach for the last time. No shoes. No phones. No wallets. We left it all behind to soak in the moment ~ splashing and dancing our way across the shore and the sand, feeling a fire inside burning as intensely as the flames flying through the sky. I think it's safe to say we lived very much during our time on Phi Phi.