I’m on Koh Tao at the moment. It’s a tiny island off the east coast of Thailand. It’s a little paradise.
I wake up around 9 am and stay in bed for another hour or so daydreaming away. I enjoy the fan in my face, the feeling of the rising heat outside.
I walk outside the bungalow onto the porch and enjoy the breath-taking view out to the sea for a couple minutes. I breathe and stretch.
I then put on my bikini, some boardshorts and brush my teeth.
At Zest, I might share a table with other familiar faces and chat away while taking in an iced Latté and some yummie breakfast.
If I go to Coffee Corner, I order my food and take out my Macbook Air and red notebook. It’s the place with the fastest Internet on the island (as far as my very active and very frustrating research goes) and so I try to get some work done first thing in the morning, like replying to emails and writing down a to-do list in my notebook (no, it’s not a Moleskine).
I then head back to the bungalow, take out my Kindle and read on the porch.
It starts to get hotter.
Depending on my mood, I might then sit down to work and write, go for a dive, get a massage or head to one of the bays on my scooter for a little swim and snorkel.
When the sun starts to set, around 5.30 or 6 pm, I head down to the beach, spread out my sarong. I might listen to some Zencast-Podcast, meditate or simply just sit and let my mind go free while listening to some relaxing music. I also dedicate some time every day to think about the relationship in my life that ended recently, to give my heart a chance to heal and to make peace with a wonderful person. I let the pain come and go, take it all in, live through it.
After an hour or two I head back to the bungalow, read some more and take a shower. I put on clothes and mosquito repellent and sit outside to enjoy the relieving warmth, the cooling down of the day.
A lot of times I would get one of my favourite Thai tofu meals on the island at a small Thai restaurant close to the pier in the main village. I might have a Singha beer with that.
Usually, nights end calmly here. A beer, a chat, a read, a write… But for those who know me, I also don’t turn down a Gin Tonic or two now and again…
Another perfect day in paradise comes to an end.
I try to be more aware of what I do and think every day. Although I am here with a friend, being here has let me enjoy my own presence again and accept solitude as something beautiful, not as loneliness. I am learning to look inwards again and not outwards.
P.S. I finally signed up for an Apnoe / Freediving course, starting tomorrow. It’s a little birthday present by me to me. For a few days, I will be training to dive to 20 metres on one breath. I haven’t been this excited in a while. This is making paradise even better.
What does your perfect day in paradise look like? Do you even know what you wanted it to look like if you could have it tomorrow? Do you think it’s possible to live your perfect day in paradise every day?