Bear and I are on an adventure to find our friends, they're somewhere in Patong Beach on Phuket, and we are on our way to look for them.
Our search began very early this morning with a 5:30 wake-up, we packed and showered to be ready for our 6:30 shuttle bus to take us to the docks. We were resigned to the fact that we would miss our morning meal when we booked our trip, so we were happy when the shuttle was late as it gave us time to share with the buffet. The shuttle soon arrived though, and whisked us away to the dock on the western side of the island.
There was a toilet with no paper and a bucket / ladle combination to flush with, there were six items on the menu but they had run out of two and there was a forty-five minute wait. There was, however, a very nice ham, cheese and lettuce toasted sandwich with tangy mayonnaise, in which they had managed to toast the bread, warm the ham, and melt the cheese but not wilt the lettuce, so it wasn't all bad.
After the wait and the sandwich we boarded the bus. It was 11 o'clock and we were moving again.
Just now, it has started to rain, soft fat droplets are drawing channels on the windows of the bus and intensifying the almost neon green of the vegetation outside, as the television inside plays what one can only assume is Thai-Pop. We've been labelled with stickers to advise those around us where we are going. I only hope, in 2 hours, when it is time, we are able to locate the stop that is ours and the next shuttle.