Despite it being the first visit to Thailand, the night food stalls, the dim lights, the people sitting outside tryig to catch some kind of breeze reminded me that I was back. From the currency panic at the airport, the trip in the minivan to the unknown destination, the 01h search in Phuket Town for accomodation, the portions and portions of fruits and vegs wrapped in plastic bags in the market, the walk around, the roundabouts, the mini tour on the local bus with the monk, the old lady and the kid, the quick "hi" to Rawai and Hat Nai Han with pomero, mango, dragon fruit and pineapple on both hands, and the final run to the bus before it immediately took off (which soon broke down and was fixed with paper knife).
