We Hate Phuket
This is a long time coming, but about 3 weeks ago (May 11 to be precise), Carly and I celebrated our 5-year anniversary. As such, I spoke to the principal of the school and got Carly a day of leave, so we flew off Thursday night for a long weekend away in Phuket.
After arriving at our accommodation (which indeed - looked nothing like the pictures on the web site) we figured we were in for a rough weekend, but thought we'd try to make the best of it.
The next morning, our accommodation wasn't looking any better, but we headed down to the beach, which wasn't looking too bad at the time. We paid a nice Thai lady for the use of some great lawn chairs, and settled in under some umbrellas for some snoozing and sun (as you can see below):
As I lay on my beach chair, I didn't seen any insects, but it was clear after about 30 minutes that I was being eaten alive and or destroyed by something. Turns out it was likely sand flies, and within another 30 minutes, I had bites that were swelling up all over my body. Carly received a few herself, and by this time both of us were pretty miserable.
To cut a long story short, we bailed on our accommodation, headed to the airport and paid Tiger $190 to change our flights and we were out of Phuket on our way back to Singapore that day. I had to head to the doctor for some Turbo Powered™ antihistamines the next day because my arm and leg had swollen enough that my hand was starting to go numb (pretty sure the swelling was preventing proper blood circulation).
Once we arrived at the airport in Singapore we grabbed ourselves a bottle of champagne from duty-free and the next morning had champagne and orange juice brunch by the pool, quite happy to be bloody far away from Phuket. We also managed to sneak into a reservation last minute at our favorite fine-dining restaurant here: Ember. They serve an Apple Tartin for dessert that will make you believe you've died and gone to heaven.
Can't remember if we blogged about all this already or not, but my brain is mostly mush these days anyways.
