First day in Koh Samui

Taking off from Phuket Airport to head to Koh Samui, in a tiny little twin propellor plane, in horrible weather wasn't the safest thing i have done in my life. The safety talk the stewardesses gave was barely audible over the intercom, the inside of the plane cracked as we launched off the ground, but once we were in the air, it was one of the smoothest trips i have taken.
on the plane, of the 38 people aboard, there was one asian fellow, and the rest were caucasian sorts, heading to Koh Phangan for the Full Moon Party on Sunday (tomorrow).
Once we'd landed and grabbed our baggage we caught a cab to our hotel, it looked really nice from outside, but the moment of truth is when the door swings open and you look inside.
I was definitely impressed, we once again had exactly what we needed, a fridge, a safe, a couple beds and a big bathroom. What topped it off was when i found out we had free wifi.
We left the hotel and went for a long walk up the street which seemingly circles the entire island, we walked a couple kilometres past stacks of gigantic resorts and a a load of suit shops, massage parlours, counterfeit clothes stores and restaurants, much the same as phuket..... but the difference was, we barely got heckled.
once and a while we'd hear 'G'day buddy, ya wanna suit mate?' in a terrible australian accent put on my a greasy indian or middle-eastern salesman. Besides that, we didn't head much.
We took a left turn somewhere up the street. and suddenly the paradise and palm trees turned into an absolute ghetto, rubbish, dump houses, seedy massage parlours and scooter mechanic stores. it looked as if it was hit by a bomb, and they were trying to rebuild everything out of the rubbish which was left behind. It was awful, and i started wondering if all of Koh Samui was going to be like that.
We got a hold of our friends, Ali and Soph, went up to their hotel, wandered down the busy end of town, and started on the cocktails over lunch at around about 2:00pm and kicked on from there. beers and cocktails 'a' plenty.
Jarrad and Ali then thought it was a great idea to buy some fireworks from a street stall.
We were getting questionable looks from all of the other street vendors and some chuckles from the tourists as Jarrad was walking around with a monstrous rocket in his hand.
We went back up to Ali and Soph's resort, wandered to their private beach and set them off, was awesome..,
the first one didn't leave the ground though and exploded about a foot off the ground, but that was a part of the fun.
After this we demolished a cheap bottle of Finlandia Vodka up in the room, the 'lads' went to find more fire works, Soph and i watched BBC News and i tried (in my drunken state) to get philosophical, talking about human rights and filling her in on some of the headlines..... when the words weren't really coming out as i'd wanted them, i sent my self home to bed.
I'd had a cracker of a night.
But I've lost my thongs.... which may have been the only pair of REAL Havianas on the entire island.......