Our first week, we’d met some of the travellers staying at Valentine bungalows. The 3 crazy and wild Kangaroos, silent Bill, and Margaret. We met Margaret a the little open air cafe next to Mr Singhs bungalows. We were eating our usual morningbreakfast...
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In June, 1979, Patong Beach was but a half dozen small bungalows and the large Patong Beach Hotel about mid way on the stunning horse shoe shaped bay. Patong Beach Bungalows were usually full of happy German tourist. The big Patong Beach Hotel was mainly for bus tours/Nicorman-types,short stays, “see 4 countries in 4...
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Old Patong was about the sweetest place a couple of lucky honeymooners could be in 1979. We arrived early June, the monsoon working strong, we’d sit in a little open air restaurant, watching the sky turn black, the winds pick up from the southeast, over the southern cape of Patong Bay. The shopkeeper would...
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We quickly got onto the Phuket Express Bus, a seat up front, near the door, on the right side. Our fellow passengers began to load up, a variety of northern Europeans, mostly backpackers, a minimum of locals, mostly carrying large bags and/or boxes of varying size, none smaller than a 20″ TV set… With...
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