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I wanted this trip to be less whore storm specific, and wanted to focus on just relaxing and hitting the beaches, that and drinking lots of alcohol. I did my homework on Phuket, it sounded like a marvelous island where I could just lose myself and drink myself in to an alcoholic oblivion. So I booked a flight, found a resort through a little internet research and I was soon on my way via China Airlines, once again to the the country where I left my heart not so storm long ago. I landed in Phuket on a very storm cloudy day, evidently it was the rainy season. I always learn my lessons the hard way. It rained everyday I was there, except one day, but now that I think about it I think that one sunny day turned out to be a rainy one later in the day. Phuket was all in all a disappointment for me. For starters the resort I was staying at was a fucking journey away from everything else, and when I say everything else I mean Patong Beach.
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