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Land of Thai: Phuket Edition

Greetings! New cultures, new people, new adventures. You know the drill. Allons-y!

Found this random bloke who wanted to go to Thailand, but the thought of sitting in some resort for several weeks made him physically ill, so being a motorbike dude he wanted to do a bit of tour of the country instead.


He asked me to go with him and I was like eh, why not. Let's do the thing.

Rather different to my usual travel MO, so I was interested in seeing how it turned out.

BUT FIRST...is Phuket, which you can't really do without the whole sitting in resort thing, so for a few days, that's what we started with.

Gotta work your way into it, y'know?

Work, work, work. 
Phuket is an island on the south west coast of Thailand Рthink of it almost as much a young Australian travel destination clich̩ almost at the level Bali is.

The place looks a hell of a lot like Bali, in fact (so much so you can just go back to that post - literally they're basically the same images but also I can't get the couple of pics I did take of Phuket streets off my camera but whatever). It has the same little streets and chaotic power lines and friendly locals who are used to any and all shit shit, like white people who come to Thailand and still inexplicably insist on eating steak and chips.



Fun fact: Thai people are terrible at cooking Western food! And I mean food safety-wise not just taste-wise, so you are, rather ironically, more likely to get sick. 




Instead you just hire a scooter, "I think I can, I think I can" up the hills and stop at any random little stall or restaurant, and you're guaranteed something simple and delicious.




And with alright views. 


Also teeny tiny servers.



Pretty much the most Thai scene you'll ever come across. 

One evening we ventured out to a night market, aka the way most Thais do their shopping and what turned out to be our very favourite thing to do in Thailand.





...that was kind of a lie. Anyone who knows me at all knows I heartily dislike shopping, bartering and markets.

What I meant was...the part of the night market with the FOOD. 

YEEEEEEEEE- 

*Food, Glorious Food* plays in the background*

DID SOMEONE MENTION MELTING PORK BELLY ON SKEWERS?? OH YES THEY DID. Only 80c each. An excellent initiation.

One of the many things to love about Thai people: they love dogs! How can you hate anyone with these lil faces around.

fluffyyyyy.

Helloooo, friend!

Behold the chaos, discovery and tastiness of the market that really cannot be captured by photos but here are a pile of them anyway:

Everything is super fresh and garnished within an inch of its life. 

Cane sugar juice.


DID I ALSO MENTION $8 REALLY STRONG COCKTAIL BUCKET?!

ALL the parts of ALL the animals.


Condiments and cocktails, oh my.

Teeny tiny fried quail eggs.

She made this sneaky comment about my taking a photo of her...that everyone could hear obviously. 

THAI teen mags!
gimme some of that big ass bodyslam clash. 

ffs. 

TEENY TINY SEWING MACHINES.

In the end, you have to some kind of island living.






Island activity: reading. And beer.



And, in true tropical island form, a wild rainstorm appears!

Okay then, Phuket. They're also extremely isolated - Matt was barely half an hour away from here and he didn't get anything. 

The Phuket taxi: a Tuk-Tuk, which aims to simultaneously make you deaf and possibly kill you.

That awkward moment when so many Australian bogans have come to a place they start naming shit after you. 


Seems legit.

Even more legit.




Tuk-Tuk be waiting.
Keep in touch. This only the beginning *dramatic music* Laters. 

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