Friday, February 13th, we arrive in Koh Tao. What a truly beautiful island. It was uninhabited until 1933 when it was first used as a political prison but the prime-minister received a royal pardon in 1947 and all the prisoners were moved. Shortly after that the island was slowly populated by people arriving from the island we just came from, Koh Phanang. We left on a ferry from Thong Sala, the pier town of Koh Phanang, and arrived in the late afternoon. We were warned of the rough road separating the main beach/pier from the secluded bay where we had booked in to stay for the following week. With no exaggeration, we were THROWN around the cab of the 4WD vehicle as it ascended and descended the mountainous range. The “road” was ridden with monstrous boulders and washed out trenches-we quickly learned that we weren’t going to be doing much travel from our bay unless it was on foot. Arriving at Tanote Bay, we immediately appreciated the magic this spot was filled with. We climbed high amongst the trees where we found our precious tree house bungalow, constructed of wood, stone, bamboo, and other natural materials. Our little hut is beautiful and we agreed, best described as romantically rustic. Our tree house even has a private balcony with a hammock and seating for two for all those early morning sunrises we will wake for over the next 7 days.