Bangkok

We've survived Phuket and made our way up to Bangkok, though for a little while it didn't look so good. We'll be seeing the sites here over the next couple days before heading home Sunday.

"We've come to take your culture."
Last night was interesting. We decided to go up to Patong Beach for dinner and a ladyboy cabaret. Meg called dibs on that story, so I'll leave it for her to write. For now, I'll just say that Bangla makes Bourbon St. look like Mayberry.

This morning we opted to check out a different type of wildlife. We hopped on a package tour up to a gibbon preserve on the other side of the island. Very touristy -- the tour included elephant and buffalo cart rides -- thing to do, but in our defense, we were in Phuket, touristy is the only option.

Anyway, we're in Bangkok now, holed up in funky old hotel (The Atlanta), now so all is right(ish) with the world again. Now I just need to go wash the Phuket off of me.

Enjoy.