Phuket Day 1
8/5/5 Friday
7.35 am - After a long and fretful trek to gate C18 we've found our seats aboard Tiger Airways 152. Window seats, sorta next to the engine. We'll be ready to take off soon. Ready to take her clothes off already.
And mine.
For some sun, of course.
8.55 am - Pilot just said its a beautiful day in Phuket! I've also found Donavon Frankenreiter and sounds like he's the perfect beach holiday soundtrack. The plane's begun its descent and both of our sinuses are hurting us. That's cos we're a little fluey and everyone else is in beachwear but I look like I'm going snowboarding.
In my hoodie outside Changi Airport
10.38 am - This li'l van is rippin' down to Patong town!
Following some talk about plugged sinuses and painful ear canals, I think its the curse of our society that the odds of someone like Linda becoming a doctor is very low. She's fiendishly curious about everything (especially the human body), genuinely cares for other people well beyond making bucks and has a rather brilliant mind - which is more than can be said for many of our doctors. Pity she was bored in school, then.
Midnite - Seems like there's no personal problem in the world that being on holiday can't solve - I'm either wrong or just have really easy problems...well, both really.
We got back from Central Festival near Phuket town a little while ago, and literally the second after stepping into the hotel (from checking out the pool and curling a giant millepede), the rain came down as if reminding me to toast to being in the right place at the right time.
Being in the right place at the right time. That's what its all about isn't it...
Came out of the shower and Linda was asleep already. She's exhausted. She's been keeping me on edge for months.
7.35 am - After a long and fretful trek to gate C18 we've found our seats aboard Tiger Airways 152. Window seats, sorta next to the engine. We'll be ready to take off soon. Ready to take her clothes off already.
And mine.
For some sun, of course.
8.55 am - Pilot just said its a beautiful day in Phuket! I've also found Donavon Frankenreiter and sounds like he's the perfect beach holiday soundtrack. The plane's begun its descent and both of our sinuses are hurting us. That's cos we're a little fluey and everyone else is in beachwear but I look like I'm going snowboarding.
In my hoodie outside Changi Airport
10.38 am - This li'l van is rippin' down to Patong town!
Following some talk about plugged sinuses and painful ear canals, I think its the curse of our society that the odds of someone like Linda becoming a doctor is very low. She's fiendishly curious about everything (especially the human body), genuinely cares for other people well beyond making bucks and has a rather brilliant mind - which is more than can be said for many of our doctors. Pity she was bored in school, then.
Midnite - Seems like there's no personal problem in the world that being on holiday can't solve - I'm either wrong or just have really easy problems...well, both really.
We got back from Central Festival near Phuket town a little while ago, and literally the second after stepping into the hotel (from checking out the pool and curling a giant millepede), the rain came down as if reminding me to toast to being in the right place at the right time.
Being in the right place at the right time. That's what its all about isn't it...
Came out of the shower and Linda was asleep already. She's exhausted. She's been keeping me on edge for months.
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