Phuket

Arriving to Phuket from Lanta was an adventure in itself. Our “chauffeur” was an escape from cartoon, manga, ninja. No wait, he was a karate kid now in his 40's. Mowing everyone down in his wake. When we get to Phuket island, luckily is one peace, it was a relief to find our hotel. An oasis in a tourist hell. Streets were lined with holiday makers on a break from the costa del sol. Pubs and clubs, in neon lights and eons of stalls to buy shades, watches, flip-flops. Malls, Starbucks, Mc Donalds and Carrefour. We stayed at the Unique Hotel, little chic boutique amid cable electric streets of Patong. Two nights were long enough to get caught in the rain.