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| Jet lag still messing with me... morning jog at 6am |
Kata Beach is just south of Patong Beach, which I purposely avoided because apparently I'm officially old (things that also make me feel old... immediately buying SPF 50 sunscreen when I arrived because ever since I turned 30 my mom has drilled into me a fear of wrinkles). Patong is the more well-known area of Phuket and reminiscent of freshman year spring break at PCB but even dirtier. I passed through Patong while on the minibus from the airport, and even with the windows closed I could feel all the booze and bad decisions seeping through my pores. If there is a Senor Frogs that exists in Thailand, it would be here. Gross.
Seeing all the 7 Elevens and mopeds reminded me of Taipei.
At my hotel I tried to get the poolside bartender to give me some good recs for Thai street food nearby, but he was too terrified that he'd be responsible if I got sick and started peeing out my butt so he only told me about the tourist-approved spots. I decided to go to The Boathouse next door for a fancy pants romantic dinner with myself by the beach. 😌
Me and myself were diggin the softshell crab and noodle-wrapped prawns 🍤 .
Kata is supposed to have good snorkeling at the rocks on the North end of the beach but I left early in the morning for Phi Phi Island so I didn't get to check it out.
Great insight. If the locals are recommending you stay away from local food, I would take their advice. Been there done that with the butt experience. 😩
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