Thursday 20th February
Sunrise, for a change! |
It is much quieter
here, in our little Yacht Haven corner of Phuket. The marina is very big, with a capacity of
280 boats. Lots of coming and going, and
big charter boats off to the islands for the day. But no deafening longtails, jetskis, stalls
full of things to buy buy BUY.
I spoke too
soon…There goes a longtail!!
And…the people
seem much nicer. Happier and less
hassled… On our first day at Patong Beach, Bron and I wandered up and down the
laneways full of stalls (full of things to buy buy BUY.) I kept saying, to persistent sellers, Thank you, but I am only looking. One exasperated young woman flapped a dress
in my face and said, And I, madame, am
only selling! Fair enough… I could
see her point. But surely we should be allowed
to look?? Bron and I were, in or mild
way, quite good for the economy on the street; we really did earn the right to
browse just a bit. Last week we did the
same walk with Andrew and Sue. They
stopped to look at some hammocks being sold on the street. They were all quite keen to buy, but the
weave was very big and it would have been a most uncomfortable hammock to lie
in, so they thanked the man and walked on.
As they left, he snarled, Well
fuck you then! I do understand; they
are sick to death of those pesky tourists… But…maybe find something to do other
than dealing directly with us on the street.
Please!
We have had The
Clean Team onboard. A lovely local man
came up and offered his scrubbing services – how could we resist? It is costing 3,000 baht ($102) to have these
two men scouring every inch of 2XS… They did so much better a job than ever I
could… Pete, I am sure, could equal them but – he is a convalescent! And…they need the baht… My role was to make
sure the hatches were all firmly closed – in the big spare cabin, which is also our library, I was a teensy
bit late…
(The hatch appeared to be closed but in fact it wasn’t sealed.)
And, more important, I had to make sure the boys were all hydrated –many glasses of lemon cordial, with ice, went up and down the stairs.
Never mind...we didn't want this book anyway... |
(The hatch appeared to be closed but in fact it wasn’t sealed.)
And, more important, I had to make sure the boys were all hydrated –many glasses of lemon cordial, with ice, went up and down the stairs.
By the end of the day 2XS was positively
GLEAMING. Pete paid off the CleanTeam,
and I gave them each a beautiful soccer t-shirt, from my stash – they love
European football, here…
In the afternoon
(siesta time for most workers in Thailand) Pete and I hired a car and went down
the coast to Boat Lagoon marina, to check out the chandleries. We needed…a new pump for the dinghy. Oh dear…the last one, a very nifty, simple
contraption, fell off the back steps when we were coming up to yacht harbor, in
the bouncy waves. (Not sure WHY it was
on the back steps but…there you go.) The
pump needs to be in the dinghy at all times because…yes, it is still deflating,
poor darling.
Mr Boo is a very imposing character! |
They must be having trouble, in the marina toilets... |
We have the car till
midday so we are going on a land excursion – no chandleries, no shops, just seeing
some sights! Weehee!!
Well they won't sell things if people don't look!
ReplyDeleteOh and likewise, I will gladly pay the Clean Team to scrub,scrub ,scrub while we are there if it means I don't have to scrub,scrub,scrub! (Similar sentiment to manual reading, though prefer cleaning to interpreting manuals).
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