When your feet = fish food.

I started off my day with a plate of panang curry - breakfast of champions! Our cab was scheduled for 8:00 to take us to the airport... GUESS WHO SHOWED UP?! You'll never guess (because, really, why would you)... So I'll tell you. Our friendly HAHA fellow from yesterday... Only he had upgraded from a tuk tuk to a legit cab. Doors and everything! He picked up right where he left off. "Look, old man. HAHA. Old man on bike. HAHA. You like fruit? HAHA."

It was a short, 2 hour, uneventful flight to the southern tip of this country to Phuket. At takeoff, Tracy's bug spray rolled away under her to the back of the plane. We thought it was lost forever... But don't you worry, at landing it rolled right back to her. A bug spray boomerang, if you will. Or a bug spray homing pigeon. Pick your joke, it's cool with me.

Landing in Phuket was pretty because of the miles and miles of beach. Phuket is an island, in case you didn't go to your geography class in college (neither did I, no judgment). It has a Cabo feel... Tourists everywhere and people trying to get you to buy all kinds of quality, top of the line merchandise.

Our cab driver drove us the 40 km to Patong... Actually, he drove us the 40, then took a couple extra laps around the block acting lost. We weren't buying it. Well, technically, we were buying it. It was metered, after all. He dropped us off at the BYD Lofts, a modern hotel a block from the ocean. We spent the rest of the day getting used to Phuket... You know, like going to one of those aquarium things that you put your feet in and the fish give you a Thai pedicure. I don't know if that sounds like a good time to you, but if it does, you're wrong.

Our afternoon in Phuket meant lounging by the rooftop pool (yeah, that's a thing), getting coffee, and having another massage (it's hard work to ride elephants and take flights).

Standby for more Phuket fun!