Goodbye, Shanghai.

Detritus of an in-room buffet.

Somewhat fittingly, I spent my last night in Shanghai at the Regal Beagle with some friends, some take out (courtesy of Shanghai Sherpas, of course) and every bottle of mini-bar wine we could conjure up from the W+K dorm block. Although there are tons and tons of things I didn't get around to experiencing in Shanghai, spending it in my room with my buddies was the perfect end to this leg of the adventure.

Leaving the city, Wednesday morning.

On my way to Phuket, we had a layover in Bangkok for about 5 hours. We were hanging out in what I like to think of as the "vacation terminal" with flights mostly headed to the south of Thailand. Everyone's happy, tan, scantily clad. But I decided I should reevaluate my assessment when I saw this:

Yeah, not so much.

I'm in Phuket now, doing absolutely nothing. I could not be happier. At the moment, there's a massive downpour, with waves crashing in, wind blowing and vacationers heading for the indoors, but yesterday and the day before were absolutely picturesque. I read an embarrassingly trashy novel without a hint of shame. And so what if I paid $20 for Jackie Collins!?!? It was so worth it.

We leave here tomorrow afternoon, heading back north to Bangkok for one night. I'm sure it will be...interesting.

xoxo