Koh Tonsay Island, more commonly known as Rabbit Island, is a small island about 2 miles off the SE coast of Cambodia in the Gulf of Thailand. The island is about 1 sq mile in size. Between 1953 and 1970 it was used as a rehabilitation center for convicted criminals, who in turn protected the island. Currently, The island is inhabited by a few private owned guest houses along the main beach for tourism.
I booked the quick 20 minute ferry to Rabbit island through my guesthouse in Kep. I was picked up from there and driven down to the ferry dock. There were several boats leaving at the same time. I showed my ticket and was told what boat to get on. There were only 2 other passengers plus 3 Cambodians on my boat.
We arrived to the island on the opposite side of the main beach and had to walk through the jungle to get there. It had rained the night prior and the path was a giant track of mud. I was wearing sandals, which I guess was better than sneakers, but my sandals were getting stuck in the mud and my feet and legs were covered. When my sandal would get stuck and I would have to forcefully pull my sandal up it would fling mud everywhere. I had both my backpacks and was just thankful I didn’t fall over because that would just suck.
It only took about ten minutes to get to the other side of the island but it felt like 20 trekking through those mud trenches. As soon as I walked onto the beach I was greeted by one of the guesthouse owners who showed me to a bungalow where I would stay for the night. The bungalow had no windows and no fans and was suffocatingly hot inside. Thank god there was a mosquito net and a toilet but there was no shower. I’m never happy when I can’t take a shower, but I was going to have to bite the bullet on this one. I dropped my bags and got out of there before I dehydrated from sweating.
There was only about ten other travelers on the island with me but I was the only one staying the night. Apparently, most people just visit for the day and I wish I had done the same. Anyways, I sat down on a beach lounger and got right to business with ordering some fresh seafood because I hadn’t eaten yet and was starving. I ordered a beer and kicked back with my book. It was an overcast and cloudy day but still hot. Luckily there were lots of trees lining the beach to offer shade. The food was fantastic and the cold beer was going down smoothly. I had 3 books on my kindle I was reading, I wanted to do some writing, edit some videos and take a nap. There were wooden beachside loungers everywhere, that were not comfortable, and plenty of hammocks.
By about 2pm I had done everything I wanted to do and I was seriously bored. I guess I’m not the type to do nothing. I felt anxious to have something/ anything to do. I just kept eating and drinking more beer just to get through it. The final boat back to Kep leaves at 3pm so after that it was just me and the locals on the island. I was so bored that I was praying for the sun to set so I could go lay in bed and watch Netflix.
After sunset I retired to my bungalow which had turned into a full on sauna. I had taken my shower in the ocean, which was amazing, by the way, but I didn’t get a real shower. I felt disgusting and then the sheets felt dirty. Dirty is an understatement. Maybe they don’t have a washing machine. They hardly had power so I can see that. But these sheets hadn’t even been hand washed. I was so disgusted and freaking myself out about bed bugs. Actually, I have an illegitimate fear of them. I feel like I would die if I ever got them. See what I mean?
Needless to say, I didn’t sleep very well and was up at the crack of dawn with the sun and was itching, quite literally, to get off the island. I got my kindle and went and read on the beach until one of the locals asked if I wanted breakfast. I got a banana and hunny pancake that was ginormous. After breakfast I packed my stuff and was ready to walk the trenches to the boat back to Kep.
I went to pay my bill for my room, food and beers. No one had been writing down my tab apparently. The two Cambodians are going back and forth about my bill. I can’t understand anything they are saying. But then they say its $33, which definitely wasn’t right. She had written down what I had in Cambodian so I don’t know what I was being charged for. I knew that was ten dollars over the real price, but I paid it. Here’s the thing, I’m not an arguer. Maybe that makes me spineless and people are taking advantage of me. I kept thinking about it throughout the day because it pissed me off. It’s hilarious to think that I would be upset about ten bucks. In my old life ten bucks wasn’t anything to sweat about. Now that I am traveling, it’s 1/3 of my money for that day. I just reminded myself that they need that $10 more than I do and I can live with that.
When I got off the boat I caught a tuk tuk to the bus station and waited an hour for the bus to Sihanoukville. I finally got a much needed shower and spend the night in sweet AC.
Subscribe To Join My Tribe
Join my tribe to receive info about my movements and updates when I post new content.