Back to Samui/Part 2

After contacting all her friends, and going through her online school material she stayed late that night. Almost 48 hours without sleep made her over tired, but the second breath has opened and she still could be awake and to work on some stuff. She missed to work on music,but everything just was against to write or to record even one composition.

The ticket was purchased for a trip next day and the day after they went to Malaysia. The shuttle came almost to their house. Then the group was guided to the ship.
The ship was much smaller than the last time, and young tourists were seating almost on each other in a front, on the nose of the ship, because they wanted to get some sun and enjoy the breeze. Our artist and Alex squeezed themselves into group and seat down on the floor.
Following all this the Artist didn't see much of happiness on the young people faces. She didn't use to that... traveling a lot of places she recognized the atmosphere very easy. Just a few girls were flirting with guys, but mostly of people in the group were serious or sleepy.
She loved the small ship journey, it was very refreshing, and relaxing.
After two hours they arrived on the land,where they were guided to the big comfy bus.
It was a plan to sleep all the trip in the bus, because they didn't sleep enough, and 5 hours could be just perfect to get some rest.

Great movie started to play before a bus even started to move. Our Artist was watching an American movie, and she was so happy to hear good English, which took her home automatically.

The bus was driving about 35 miles in hour on the highway for about 10 min, and the Artists started to be concerned if the bus is in a good condition, and they do not stock in the middle of Jungles. There were some old houses on the way, but the nature still was kind of creepy and wild looking. Because of a lot of moisture in the air, it is a paradise for the trees,with the only but.... Nobody was ever cared about them, and they holds some danger. Even from the look at them you understand how small you're against the nature.

 TV screen in the bus by sudden went black, and was turned off in 35 min, but the bus was still moving.
What the heck? Buss stopped and a driver opened the front door.
Confused passengers started to look at each other. Some people just begun their waking up, and with a big question on their faces were waiting for what is next.

- Out! - it was a scream of some guy from the outside. But tourist continued seating on their places, and didn't move.
- Out - the voice repeated again the phrase, the only phrase in English, the guy probably knew.
The people started to get up from their seats, and the comments started to come - What the hell? In many languages as you can guess. With having a little bit imaginations, you could hope, that it was a break time or stop for tourist to get some breakfast in the Cafe with official sign of the Tour Company, who organized this trip, and not the bus breaking up.
Welcome to the "Rat Tail Cafe".  It was the only way you could call it, because it was stinky, and no way you want to taste or even smell their food. A few workers or owners were not friendly, and were watching people with some kind of hate.

There wasn't any explanation to the group of tourists, what is going on, or what is next.
The only question everybody had - Where are we, and why we are here?  Because their bus left.

Only one small bus-truck was lonely parked on the street and Artist with her brother were laughing that it is their privet transportation... in a while to their surprise... it was their next bus.

They still had 5 hours of trip to Malaysia... This traveling agency must be kidding.