Today and tonight would be the last leg of my epic journey to the island of Koh Tau. But first I had some more time to kill, so I went to the mall to catch up on my journal. As I sat there a group of Thai schoolgirls came up and asked it they could interview me as part of an assignment for their English class. I agreed and answered questions on where I was from, what the weather was like at home, and where I had traveled. It was fun, and they recorded my responses, so they'll probably analyze what I said in class.

I had a five hour ride in a cramped minibus, which was uncomfortable but bearable, followed by a seven hour ferry ride that left at 11 pm, which was unbearable. We had to sleep below deck, which was overcrowded and like a sauna. There was a row of mats along each wall, which only reached to my knees. As if that wasn't uncomfortable enough, each mat had to fit two people, so you only had a tiny little area to sleep on, giving discomfort a new meaning. Now I know how a refugee feels.

One thing I noticed on the bus ride was that even though everyone lives in huts with no doors, windows, or furniture, they were all sitting on their floors watching TV.