“Plans are there to be changed”
– another wise phrase from my ever logical and chilled out father.
I was awoken today, on our 6th morning in Thailand, to Shelby asking me to go to the pharmacy for her. Poor girl had been up ill for hours and could no longer take it without some medical help. I shot up, threw on a change of clothes and headed out into the rain. Yes the rain. We’ve been at Patong Beach, Phuket for 3 nights, and we’ve only seen a few patches of blue sky… until today, typical. There have been some epic sea storms sweeping across the party town of Patong the last few days, but it doesn’t make for great beach weather. I’m at serious risk of being to Thailand twice, and never making into the ocean… Today, the day we aimed to leave, but have been forced to stay (through no fault of Shelby), the sun has made a slight appearance through the grey clouds.
It’s not all doom and gloom though. Our trip so far has been great. The last few days have been about relaxing, reading, and, yes, partying the night away on the infamous Bangla Road. Prior to that, our time in Chiang Mai was filled with wandering the streets of old town, walking the moat, stumbling upon gold temples, and, the most incredible of all, a day caring for elephants. Continue reading