Koh Samui, Thailand


A few days in Koh Samui, Thailand.

I didn’t particularly love Koh Samui the first time around. Nothing against it, it just wasn’t the most memorable place. But that’s where I ended up for my last few days of vacation in Thailand. I was having a terrible time deciding on where to go, what to do, and was second guessing everything. I had every intention of going somewhere new, somewhere I hadn’t been before. But, when it came down to it, I just wanted to go somewhere easy. Somewhere with a beach.

So, I chose somewhere I could fly to.

Truth was, all I wanted to do with my last week of vacation was work. I hadn’t been feeling inspired anymore. I hadn’t been feeling motivated. My blog(s) had fallen behind in everything and I just wanted the freedom to work on them. And, for the first time, I actually had that freedom after TBEX. I wasn’t going straight back to a job. My laptop was firmly in my possession. I had time to just work on the things that made me happy. I had time to catch up.

So, I flew to Koh Samui from Chiang Mai so I could get a little bit of sun, see an ocean, and work. I spent most of my time there not sunning on the beach, but sitting behind my laptop from the comfort of an air-conditioned room. I wrote posts. I scheduled social media. I made plans.

But I did leave my hotel room. I did. I went for lovely walks on the beach every day. I got cocktails by the water. I ate all the food. I had a whole lot of stress-relieving beach massages.

Sometimes you just need a vacation that’s not really a vacation. Sometimes you just need that vacation to involve nothing. Nothing new. Nothing exciting. Nothing noteworthy. Sometimes you just need time.

Although, it doesn’t hurt if that time also involves a little bit of beach…

Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

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