Weddings, reunions and mangoes.
So as a preface to my story, I will start by saying that unfortunately I have just about zero photos from the trip because the day before the trip, Olie's goPro broke; the day of the wedding, I broke the polaroid camera by dropping it; and the final day, Olie's phone accidentally took a little swim in the pool which was the last source of all our photos. It's like fate didn't want us to bring back any evidence. But that's alright, I'll simply paint a picture in your mind.
It was hot. So so hot and incredibly humid. But that was the last thing on my mind when I saw Ols again at the airport. I thought it was only something that happened in movies, but literally the second I saw him it felt like the whole world became silent and melted away. I may have teared up slightly at our reunion. We then headed to the resort which let me tell you, was absolutely incredible. I've never felt so spoiled and fabulous in my whole life. For the first week we were booked in an ocean view room in the hotel which had a massive king sized bed stacked high with pillows and a balcony overlooking the entire resort all away across to the sea. And in the last weekend we switched to a private rooftop plunge pool villa, which jesus, made me feel like the queen of Sweden. It was all so luxurious and massive - and the bathroom!! A huuuuuge bathtub and giant shower next to it. And who could forget the satisfyingly cold settings on the a/c? In other words, we barely left that villa those last three days.
No, but in all honesty, we did heaps. Explored different beaches, ate dinners at random (but delicious) restaurants, went to several markets, etc etc. But mostly our days consisted of getting cheap massages by the beach, eating mangoes on the balcony at sunset, and talking for hours over fruity cocktails at dinner. It was honestly one of the best weeks I've ever had. And it meant saying goodbye was so much harder than I had anticipated. I was silly to think that the second time around saying goodbye was going to be easy because it was just so so difficult. That last morning when our alarm went off, I immediately burst into tears and I couldn't bring myself to do anything, including packing and getting ready. We ended up just laying in bed talking until minutes before we had to check out. And when it was finally time for me to walk through security at the airport, we both looked at each other and started crying. I hugged him and kissed him as quickly as possible because it hurt too much to drag it out and we then literally ran in our opposite directions with tears streaming down. Which meant I looked absolutely crazy on my flights and was just a mess all the way home. But I realize now that I shouldn't be so sad; I have so much to look forward to, considering he'll be here in less than five weeks!
Oh, and the wedding! It was positively stunning! The most beautiful thing I've ever seen, and his sister Alanna literally looked like an angel. She was absolutely gorgeous. And it was so nice to meet everyone, even though many of them (mainly the South Africans), I may never get the chance to meet again. Mark (the groom) and his brother even took it upon themselves to throw me in the pool later in the evening, with my long nice dress on and all. But then everyone was jumping in with their clothes and it ended up being so much fun. Drinking and cooling off in the pool and dancing with Olie's 90 year old grandmother. It was such a good night!
And that is that! That is my Phuket Adventure in a nutshell for you. Lots of tanning, pad thai, and hiding out in air conditioned rooms.
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