I get up and after researching decide to meet Sam in Koh Lanta. It will be nice to catch up. Unfortunately a tropical storm has hit the west. I'm stuck in Phuket and he's stuck in Phi Phi.
It's pouring with rain so I have a Thai dish at the hostel called a "continental breakfast". If a sequel to Hell comes to Frogtown is made, it will be set in Phuket.
If they ever made a sequal to Hell comes to Frogtown, it would be set in Phuket. The only person in my hostel is a crazy russian who drank a bottle of whiskey 5 days in a row and got beaten up by ladyboys. His swollen lip is larger than Kim Kardashians backside. The hostel owner, nice guy took cards and money off him to stop him buying booze. More chance of finding an Irish bar than a good Thai restaurant here. The seafood smells like it's been shipped in by canoe from Scotland. The ladyboy that just grabbed my arm, I swear she was an extra in Gorillas in the Mist.
And yes I am sitting in an Irish bar! Tomorrow I head to Chiang Mai to escape the typhoon and Pooket.
I go to starbucks to use their wifi. As much as it disgusts me to use that coffee shop they usually have good wifi. Whilst ordering under the coolness of the aircon I am told wifi costs extra. I walk out. Heading back to the hostel I see the Russian looney. Tells me he works in the prison service in Russia. Heaven help the inmates. Caesar the owner informs me the Russian had an injection 5 years ago to stop him drinking. It has clearly worn off now. Caesar is on a visa run and I say my goodbyes. I speak to an English builder living in New Zealand. Oddly flying to Chiang Mai tomorrow. I have a shortlist of hostels but Ben has heard good things about Deejai Backpackers. We talk for awhile and get speaking to 2 English girls, everyone in agreement on how bad Phuket is. They have just come from Chiang Mai and had a great time. They are heading to Cambodia and Vietnam next and we exchange a few stories. My flight is early so I leave Ben and the girls.