As much as the heat was killing us (it was near the end of the season, starting rain season, so humidity was running up high), I thought it’d be a damn shame to just stay at the hotel all week and do nothing.
Okay, so we didn’t spend every day at another visiting spot, but hey, I wanted to relax too (jetlag), and spend some downtime with my husband doing nothing. BUT, the adventurers that we turned out to be that week, we headed to Patong city for the afternoon/evening.
Kamala beach is more up north of the more popular Patong beach, but a helluva lot more quiet and less crazy. Patong was jam-packed with tourist, t-shirt shops, seafood aligned along all the streets, and monkeys flying around. It was great though to get into town and see more of a diversion, the beautiful Jungceylon mall with more of the well known western chains and to walk around along many small streets filled with soooo many things to buy.
As much as there were tourists, there were dozens and more bars one right next to another, in between massage parlors, stripclubs (ladyboys too..) and children/tourists./locals croozing through the crowds on their motorbikes, right along with the “tuk-tuks”.
Barely making my way through the people, I suddenly feel a man throwing something onto my arm which clams on and a bit scared I didn’t wanna give in, but then the little monkey turned his head to me and peeped at me with this huge brown eyes, he was so cute, he had his arms/legs/tails and what not wrapped around my hand, that I just didn’t wanna let go LOL
Love, Shar – xo