Left behind. Sigh.
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May 3rd, 2008 – by: cmgervais
At 7:55, we were ready and waiting at the gate for our ride, which was supposed to come at 8:00. Twenty minutes later, Steve made a joke about Phuket being on â€śisland time.â€ť At 8:30 we were pretty certain that a miscommunication had occurred (that would be nothing new!), so I walked directly to the dive shop while Steve continued to wait by the gate. The dive shop was closed so I walked all the way back to the apartment to call them. The lady who answered was quite surprised that we hadnâ€™t been picked up yet. She did some checking and soon called back: the driver, who is apparently a big fat liar, said he had stopped but we werenâ€™t there! So the boat had left without us.
We went back to the apartment to ponder what weâ€™d do with our day, and Steve basically passed out from the Dramamine he had taken earlier. While he slept, I checked the Phuket Flying Clubâ€™s website. I have been following their progress over the past several months as they have struggled to build a runway and new clubhouse. On the site I read that the airport and clubhouse were open, and that today was the opening party! The details were a little sparse so I wrote an email asking what time and where.
Then I went to the beach (Kata Noi). The surf was incredible! The red flag was flying but it didnâ€™t stop people from challenging the crazy, huge waves. I stood by with my camera, ready to capture carnage! I walked the length of the beach, sat in the sun for about 5 minutes, had an overpriced Diet Coke, walked back, took lots of pictures, then went home.
Back home, I found an email response from the Phuket Flying Club. Turns out there wasnâ€™t a party after allâ€¦ the opening has been delayed until January 2009. They donâ€™t have any planes to rent yet, but are â€śputting up tents to park planes insideâ€ť in the meantime. I had hoped to use my private pilotâ€™s license here in Thailand, but it sure doesnâ€™t look promising.
At this point was Steve was semi-coherent (what kind of Dramamine was that!?) and hungry, so we went on foot to find some lunch. It was hot and the hills were killing us, so we stopped at the first scooter rental place was came to and negotiated a weekly rental for about $42.
There just so happened to be a massage place next to the restaurant, so we went in for one-hour foot massages. My lady had hands of steel and boy did that massage hurt! I knew that Thai massage was â€śvigorous,â€ť but wow! I will be bruised from that one.
After that we stopped at Phuket Dive Club to receive a million apologies from the owner about todayâ€™s missed connection.
We then went back to the apartment. With no activities on the horizon, I was feeling bored and longing to be in a city again. A long beach vacation sounded good at the time I booked it, but maybe a whole month here is a mistake? I am beginning to suspect so.
I finally went out to the pool area with a People magazine I have been hoarding and spent a whole hour going between the pool and a chair in the sun. That wasnâ€™t so bad. Maybe I will even get a little tan. Itâ€™s just hard to get used to doing nothing. I understand some people call it â€śrelaxation.â€ť Odd concept. I suspect I will become more familiar with it if I am to spend a month here though.
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