We got up early to be ready at 6am and to get the van to take us to the port. We had both had many nightmares, but it wasn't until the end of the day that we shared them. More interestingly, our mothers had dreamt the same thing. Shortly before they picked us up I thought about how much money to take with me. It's usual for package deals to include all the essentials - transport logistics, drinks en route and lunch at the venue. This implied bringing some money with me because there was nothing to spend it on. Initially I took about 600 baht (15 euros), we walked outside and headed to the bus stop in front of the complex where we were expected. Inexplicably, and to me, something made me go back and get another 2,000 baht from the metal cash box where we kept money and documents. Later it would become clear that we needed them, and even much more, but all in good order. We were now on our way to the port. Outside, the weather was sunny, but there was a slight early breeze, which made an immediate impression as we were about to enter the open sea. And the final point of departure was 2 hours away by speed boat, long enough to make us keep an eye on the weather. At the port we were greeted with coffee, fruit and pastries, in a designated area just for the people who were going to board the speed boat. The time came and off we went. The first stop was after 30 minutes, namely Koh Phangan. More people boarded and we headed to the island of Ao Nang Yuan. The wind was picking up slightly and so was the excitement and bouncing of the speed boat. My wife looked at me and asked if this was normal swell and if it was normal for these latitudes. I had no option but to confirm so as not to disturb her further. Unfortunately the people around us who were more sensitive started vomiting. Good thing we carried special drops with us to curb these processes, after all I was bringing a pharmacist with me. My wife also took the drops, and the worry was taking over. There were also brave people who paid no attention at all to what was going on, though they kept a watchful eye on the situation. After an hour and a half of bobbing and weaving, we were nearing our destination. Literally a kilometer before it, already seeing it clearly from the boat, the wind decided to suddenly increase its speed, which resulted in such 2 takeoffs of the boat in the air, as if we were a bird. The first damage was a fact. An English speaking grandfather was beside us during the trip with his three grandchildren who were about 25 years old. Shortly before the wind picked up, the grandchildren had gone to the bow of the boat to collect tans and get a better view. The very first time the boat went airborne, the granddaughter flew up like a rocket with a terrified scream and we all paled because even though the incident was seconds old, we didn't know if she had come back down when she fell into the boat or if she was already at sea. Luck was with her, perhaps because she was slightly overweight and her weight brought her back to the boat, but in a short time she fainted and fell unconscious. We were all very worried, first about the girl, and then the questions started about how we were going to get back to Samui. Minutes later we arrived on the island, and the girl started to show signs of consciousness. We got off the boat and had about two hours to enjoy the incredible beauty of the island, which was two small islands, one slightly larger than the other, and the two were not connected by land, but we had to walk in the water, which she allowed, and it was just above our knees. Unique beauty, a mix of white sands and sparkling green water. We also had time to go to the beach and climb up one of the cliffs to its highest point to see everything from above. This took its time to happen and after some ice cream and drinks we headed to this View Point. It was so hot I added beer. We paid for all these extras and they weren't included in the package price and it's a good thing I took more money. All of our free time evaporated super fast and we had to hop back on the fast boat for about 10 minutes to transfer to the now larger island of Koh Tao nearby, where a Thai-style buffet was waiting for us with lots of food and...beer. The wind was no joke at all and was increasing in intensity more and more. While 10 minutes may seem like a short time, the bouncing and flying in the water also became a lot, and the people around us became more and more worried, as did we ourselves. Unfortunately, both captains of the boat showed uncertainty and anxiety, which further aggravated the atmosphere. We were just arriving at the other island when the main captain said something that let us know the situation was very tense. I remember his extremely worried look, which made contact with each of us individually and ended with the words "If, you want me to take you home alive, listen carefully to my instructions!". I can imagine how you would feel in our shoes. Amidst the bleary stares and escalating fear, came many questions to the captain, could we wait out the storm and even sleep on the island? His next sentence hammered another nail into the last remaining daredevil, who had shown no embarrassment until then. The captain muttered "No, it's going to be even worse weather in the next two days!". Lunch falsely gave everyone a glimmer of hope, especially as we were in a bay and the sea looked very calm there. I confess that my condition showed great distress, and my wife and I had an unequivocal conversation as to how to handle this situation. While we were sharing thoughts on the subject, I noticed in the distance that another young English speaking couple who were on our boat were carrying something red in their hands that resembled a ticket for another vehicle. I instantly shot up to ask them if I was seeing correctly. Yes, it turned out I was right. They had both bought tickets for a huge red ship to feel safer. I looked at my watch, it was 2:30 in the afternoon, and 3:00 was our muster point to leave in the opposite direction. We cut into lunch, even though I had an ungodly appetite and had reached for an extra portion. Within 2 minutes we were at the main port, where we would try to change transport as well. As I ran I remembered the occasion from the morning where I went back for another 2000 baht for no real reason. We were already in front of the ticket offices, which were bustling and crowded. We asked what the price was and if there were still tickets for the same big ship. Alas, we got a negative answer. We inquired immediately about some other option. However, we found one last one, as 3pm was the last possible departure time for the vessel for the day. The port ticket office still had 2 tickets for the Lomprayah Catamaran, which had a capacity for 461 people. The tickets cost us exactly 1,200 baht. I looked in my wallet and saw that we ended up with 1,299 baht left. Unique luck. However, we weren't allowed to use the shuttle to our hotel because it turned out that the catamaran was stopping in Samui at a different port than the one that was in our package price for the fast boat. The transfer was priced at 200 baht per person, but we were stuck with 99. I then told the cashier about our dramas and asked them to give us tickets and pay for them at the hotel. But, they wouldn't let us, which is normal. "What the heck, the important thing is to get home safe and sound, then we'll think about the transfer," I said. I walked past the big catamaran armed with some peace of mind, which you'll soon find out was for good reason. My wife quickly ran out to warn the fast boat captain that we were dropping the return course with them. By her words, approval was written on his face that a few more men would not be thought of by him. Five minutes before the catamaran left, we were in our seats when I, visibly calm, asked for the internet password. No one paid any attention to me from the cabin crew, who also seemed very nervous.