24 hours in Patong

It has been a few years since the tsunami rode through the streets of Patong in Phuket, Thailand; old buildings not strong enough to withstand the force of the waves were unceremoniously reduced to rubble and those that withstood the torrents were due some remodelling.

So what has happened in the intervening years? Has Patong, with its reputation for sleaziness and hedonism, gone soft? Have the Russians completely taken over? Can you still get a suit in a day? Are the beaches purged of the spirits of the departed? To answer these questions and delve into the belly of the beast spend 24 hours in Patong with me and let’s see how we feel in the morning!

nighclubs in patong

My Air Asia flight arrived on time from Bangkok to Phuket airport situated to the north of the island. Bags in hand I made it through the hustle of the taxi drivers crowded at the exit and boarded the new minibus to Patong. This was a big improvement at 150Baht compared to the usual 500-600 baht for a taxi. The downside is that you can run around a little and they stop at a travel agent just outside Patong to sell you a hotel if you need one and to confirm the drop offs in Patong.
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Costa Rica Beaches and Cloudforest

A true gringo paradise in Central America, Costa Rica prides itself on the richness of its environment; pristine cloudforests, erupting volcanoes, spectacular beaches and adventure pursuits galore. Just one thing…bring money, plenty of money! Okay I am griping but having travelled through some pretty spectacular countryside throughout Central America and enjoyed hospitality at great budget prices it does come as somewhat of a shock to the system when you arrive at “America Lite”.

After enduring what must rank as the slowest border in the world at nearly three hours (admittedly it did take me over three hours to get into Israel once) between Nicaragua and Costa Rica the bus finally made it to Liberia, my jumping off spot for the beaches of the Nicoya Peninsula.

playa tamarindo

I had decided to walk to the bus station to catch my connection to Tamarindo as I wanted to make certain that I had a seat for the two hour trip. Departing on time and ensconced nicely in a window seat to admire the view we exited the not so hectic bus station for the much hyped beaches.
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