Sunday, October 2, 2011

Phuket Days 3&4

Day 3

Attended the sales presentation in the morning. Since I wasn’t THAT impressed with Phuket and Mariott in general, decided not to sign up. Had some trouble getting away from the salesguy though as he piled on the pressure. Finally extricated ourselves and the rest of the day was ours to enjoy. First item on the agenda was the swimming pool. Put Jo Ern in her first swimsuit… now, a sexy bikini is totally not my preferred choice of clothing for my little girl (now or in 18 years time!!). It was the only thing in her size and that's the only reason I bought it.

Hmm do I look nice in this?
Water is fun to play with. I wanna stay here and splash!
Mummy: Note parent-approved swimsuit on me
I like Dickson kor-kor coz he plays with me and gives me food!

Lunch was at the club coffee house – nothing great. Jo Ern hardly touched my fried rice nor hubby’s stir-fried soft shell crab.

For dinner SIL wanted a good meal, so we went over to the Mariott hotel. Hmm there was Japanese, Italian, Western… what about Thai food?? Settled for Andaman Grill which was pricy and not great. This is our first time bringing Jo Ern for fine dining. It was NOT a good idea. She was famished and ate lots of the complimentary bread. The main course took time to arrive. She was cranky before half the meal was over. Luckily our waitress was quite taken with her, gave her crayons, coloured something for her and carried her off a while. Later she told me, ‘she’s so lovely!’. I absolutely agree, heh.

Day 4

Enjoyed our complimentary buffet breakfast, then it was back to the villa to pack up. We left our luggage at the storage room and took the shuttle bus to the beach. Gosh it was super windy and the waves were the highest I’ve ever seen on a beach. Suffice to say Jo Ern didn’t enjoy her first visit to a beach at all. I put her down to walk on the sand and she just wanted to be carried.

Hello from a very wind-blown family
 
Don’t like this wind, don’t like!

After a short time at the beach, went over to the hotel. Now I actually preferred this over the vacation club. That is, judging from the pools and landscaping since I didn’t have access to an actual hotel room. Put Jo Ern down to play with water and she didn’t want to leave.

Playing with water is fun!
Want to go back and play with water, wahhh! 
Hehe I get to play with water again

Went to the Coffee Club again for lunch. Oh Jo Ern had such a screaming fit. The other patrons were staring but I couldn’t do anything to stop the screaming. After a while sis-in-law took her for a walk. Luckily she came back in a better mood and had some of my (yummy) pesto chicken pasta.

After lunch it was back to the vacation club for a shower and airport transfer. This time, the flight attendant asked whether I needed an infant seat belt. Well I managed once without, declined this time. Jo Ern had an even worse screaming fit during this flight, sigh. She wanted to wear her shoes herself, screamed when I corrected the sides, screamed when I forcibly put on the shoes, screamed when I took the shoes away, screamed and screamed. Sigh. I guess she was just very tired this day as she missed both her morning and afternoon naps. It’s part and parcel of travelling as it isn’t always possible to stick to routines.

Good thing was the LCCT parking wasn’t too expensive. I think we’ll drive next time too – now that taxi rates have gone up, the cost of driving is actually comparable and it’s so much more convenient. We have parked illegally before at the road side, but that was my old Wira.  Don't want to risk my new car getting stolen or towed away!

Phew, rather tired after this trip. Sis-in-law Winnie and nephew Dickson were good to have along as additional babysitters for Jo Ern! We have another trip to Hanoi soon, just the three of us. Hope that goes ok!

2 comments:

  1. So kesian Jo Ern's look when she wanted to play with water...

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  2. hmm she does loook great in bikini. I approve :P

    Yeah..i also realized when a kid is super tired..they will be super cranky. So i let it be n que sera sera la...

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