After taking those amazing photos of the sunset, I took a walk around and just listened to the breeze and little rumble of the waves crashing just a few feet away… How relaxing… So realized if I didn’t want to get eaten alive by the mosquitoes that I should start my way through the side streets! It was time to venture into the unknown food scene of Patong!
Now, on this little adventure, I happen to decide that a foot massage was in order after walking the beach back and forth… I mean come on.. for a 30 minute pit stop how could you say no! Lets just be honest who doesn’t love to sit back in a nice padded chair and have one person rub your feet and another your hands- After 30 minutes of paradise, it was no question time to eat!

One thing I have learned on this trip and especially in Thailand is that taking a step back and enjoying nature is very relaxing… we all say that in America… but how often do we actually do it!
Patong Beach is the epicenter of tourism on Phuket Island. Patong is home to all the night clubs and Vegas lifestyle… Party all night… sleep all day (on the beach of course!)
The beauty in Patong Beach comes in the evening when the 1 million Aussie tourists retreat to their hotels and fill the local pubs…most have signs outside that say “Aussie owned”… I guess that is an invitation for them to feel at home to act “the way they do” in public. These bars are easy to spot out- just walk past the pack of bright red strawberry looking people who’s voices carry a good distance!
(they are good people, don’t get me wrong but they sure do stick out in Thailand!)
These chairs and umbrellas line the entire beach, I opted to walk the entire beach back and forth listening to some Jimmy Buffet, Marley, Grateful Dead, DMB, and some other of my favorites… then parked my behind on the sand for 3 hours and worked on that tan!
Know how to roll in style! So, after my 48 hours of feeling uncomfortable in that other guest house- I so nicely checked myself into a 5 star resort hotel on Patong Beach, Phuket to finish off the trip. It was just time for a touch of pampering and huge fluffy bed!
The price is about the equivalent of a generic Marriot room at home, figured I don’t have a whole lot of time left, so why not roll in style!
To read about the trip to James Bond Island read ”Shaken Not Stirred”