Phuket Trip Part 2

As promised, the second part of our trip report.

Malam Pertama

The first night was amazingly expensive.We got slaughtered but it was a happy slaughtering.This time images of happy sheep being sembelih danced in my head.We were getting fleeced, but why were we so happy?Well, for one, the tom yam at dinner was fantastic, beautiful,so fantastic that I'm still having tummy aches one week on. After dinner there was of course the show, except that the show was nothing like we came to expect.I was expecting some form of cabaret but this looked more like a liberal arts show, you know, the type underground groups used to have during the Chinese revolution?The songs were melodic, as Fauziah Latiff would say in Malaysian Idol, pitching, pitching tu jaga...But seriously I have never seen so many songs murdered in one night. You guys know the song "Don't ya " by Pussycat Dolls? OK their version went like "Doncha Wish Your girlfriend was law like me, doncha wish your girlfriend was a prick like me" so imagine yourself la....Then there was my sifu Chua's long lost brother complete with air guitar and cordless mic stand singing something that was either Thai or English with full fledged emotions that only he understood.

And after that we show a show where people did amazing things with certain parts of their body which I shall not elaborate out of fear of harrasment,imprisonment,rape or being showered with rocks by women's rights groups,religious groups or that can be used by people who hate me to get rid of me once and for all.Then I got drunk and near passed out.No thanks to the well-priced alcahol.

Morning after

Now the day was not bad, but our tour guide was kind of blur la.Either purposely or not, I am not sure.But we wanted to buy cashew nuts, and he brought us to a cultural village.We asked for jerseys and he brought us to this place that made jewels! So we huddled places, took some pictures and the highlight of the day was of course Bangla Soi, or Bangle Road as the Mat Sallehs call it, where our maruah as Petaling Street hagglers were challenged by the more 'law' and 'pricky' version of Petaling Street.But unlike Petaling Street, vendors here did not grab you by the shoulder and aim their fist in your face if you refused to buy their goods.

The second night was even more amazing as we'd already known some locals.The second night is where you find the pics of me and someone in a yellow shirt that you've been asking about in friendster.Anyway long stories short, I may no longer be single la.And pls refer first post on Phuket for the other thing that I am no longer.Thank you for your kind attention.

Because of this trip, there exists a very real possibility that me and Chua (who is gonna marry a Thai) gonna be neighbours sometime in the distant future.After being here and seeing it first hand I now understand why people like Thai girls.Its just something about them!

I had a blast, and feel amazingly lucky to be in the team that was the first to make it happen so rock on brothers.Phuket!Phuket!Pics in second post as this is too long.