Phuket Day 4
8/8/5 Monday
11.30 am - It's always a consolation when there's an Internet kiosk at the departure gate and your flight's been delayed. It's even more of a consolation to have an iPod with you, and perhaps I'm forgetting that the most blessed fortune is that of fantastic company.
Originally scheduled for 9.00 this morning, Tiger Airways flight 153 has been delayed until noon without any given excuse, completely wasting this morning's Operation Wake-Up which successfully got our asses to the airport by 7.45 am. We were picked up by a guy with a red Toyota Corona with which he derived great pleasure from on the winding hillside roads, passing other traffic with the aplomb that dad and me would usually head up to Mersing with. Cowboy-town traffic never fails to excite.
Regretfully it wasn't until our journey to the airport that we got around to seeing the other beaches of Phuket like Kamala & Kata. The few that we passed were each set differently against the hills and coconut palms, and didn't seem quite as overwhelming when it came to the sale of useless but no doubt tempting stuff as Patong. A pity to tear through these beach towns in a rocket rather than the breezy back seat of a little red tut-tut.
The breezy back seat of a little red tut-tut, of course.
12.45 pm - Amazingly, despite waiting at the departure gate for three hours, the only thing we bought was canned coffee, an hour of Internet useage and a pack of Kinder Bueno - unscathed by a very decent duty free shop. I even managed to prevent myself from putting together a pretty pearl necklace at the shop that declaring it had the cheapest pearls in Thailand. What would we do without those?!
It won't be long till we touchdown on home shores, along with the 20 white dudes and their pretty Thai girlfriends on this flight. I suspect they fell in love with Thailand during their stay and wanted to take a little part of her home - though I'm not sure if Singapore is home to them as it is to me. I guess it's a little like how I fell in love in Singapore and want to take a little bit of her everywhere I go as well.
Thanks for reading, my name is Paul and I'm rested, relaxed and ready to face the world again.
That said,
Thank God tomorrow's a public holiday.
11.30 am - It's always a consolation when there's an Internet kiosk at the departure gate and your flight's been delayed. It's even more of a consolation to have an iPod with you, and perhaps I'm forgetting that the most blessed fortune is that of fantastic company.
Originally scheduled for 9.00 this morning, Tiger Airways flight 153 has been delayed until noon without any given excuse, completely wasting this morning's Operation Wake-Up which successfully got our asses to the airport by 7.45 am. We were picked up by a guy with a red Toyota Corona with which he derived great pleasure from on the winding hillside roads, passing other traffic with the aplomb that dad and me would usually head up to Mersing with. Cowboy-town traffic never fails to excite.
Regretfully it wasn't until our journey to the airport that we got around to seeing the other beaches of Phuket like Kamala & Kata. The few that we passed were each set differently against the hills and coconut palms, and didn't seem quite as overwhelming when it came to the sale of useless but no doubt tempting stuff as Patong. A pity to tear through these beach towns in a rocket rather than the breezy back seat of a little red tut-tut.
The breezy back seat of a little red tut-tut, of course.
12.45 pm - Amazingly, despite waiting at the departure gate for three hours, the only thing we bought was canned coffee, an hour of Internet useage and a pack of Kinder Bueno - unscathed by a very decent duty free shop. I even managed to prevent myself from putting together a pretty pearl necklace at the shop that declaring it had the cheapest pearls in Thailand. What would we do without those?!
It won't be long till we touchdown on home shores, along with the 20 white dudes and their pretty Thai girlfriends on this flight. I suspect they fell in love with Thailand during their stay and wanted to take a little part of her home - though I'm not sure if Singapore is home to them as it is to me. I guess it's a little like how I fell in love in Singapore and want to take a little bit of her everywhere I go as well.
Thanks for reading, my name is Paul and I'm rested, relaxed and ready to face the world again.
That said,
Thank God tomorrow's a public holiday.
posted by paul at 11:11 AM
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