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Finding paradise
It’s a short bridge across to the island; two hundred years ago
people used to make the journey by elephant-back. The spoke-like
rows of rubber
trees rhythmically passing by in a car today are immediately
hypnotic. Upright as sentries and organised as if for parade, the
trees create a canopy
that looks cool and inviting. Spiky fields of squatting
pineapples, almost bleached colourless by the sun, provide a
sharp contrast every now and
again, and great gaping red wounds of earth holding puddles of
water, a legacy of the island’s marriage to tin, are also
surprising. This is Phuket, probably the most written-about island in
Thailand. I’d heard so much I’d stopped listening: it would be
full of resorts, lots of crowded
beaches and a multitude of restaurants a la Mauritius or the
Maldives. I pondered why I was holidaying here as we headed down
to Phuket Town, located
inland on the southeast of the island: my budget wouldn’t allow
for a splurge at Le Royal Meridian or Laguna, sunning myself on a
beach was out due to a
recent operation, and as som tham, grilled pork sticks and
freshly-cubed pineapple keep me quite happy, the restaurants
would be superfluous. Well, I’d
see. My partner and I would find the flip-side to all those
tourist brochures if it meant learning five-tone Thai. While Phuket and its tin was a prized asset over which the
Malays, Burmese and Thais fought, it’s the influence of those who
worked the mines, the Chinese
immigrants, that’s lingered through to today. The shophouses
left by Chinese traders are prominently dotted along central
Yaowarat, Thalang and Takuapa
Roads in Phuket Town. Some are dilapidated, but others are being
tastefully restored as restaurants and antique shops as their
value becomes appreciated
by younger Thais. Colourful Chinese temples also dot the
town. While even the Novotel has a presence in Phuket Town, we
chose to stay at the more budget-friendly—and more charismatic—On
On Hotel. A Chinese
brothel in the 1920s, the hotel today retains the grace of a
faded old beauty with sweeping wooden hallways and a grandiose
reception. It’s very basic, but
charmingly reminiscent of a gracious bygone era. We headed out to dinner. Kajok See, a restaurant without a
signpost—always a promising sign in itself—had come recommended.
Situated in an old
shophouse, the peeling walls, thoughtful flower arrangements,
unobtrusive music and Thai decorations create a seductive
ambience. The candles that
emerged due to a blackout shortly after arrival only served to
heighten the mood, and the food didn’t disappoint: their crunchy
green mango salad with tiny
dried shrimp and cashew nuts was enough to turn a girl off
street food for life. The time had come to hit a Thai bar. We headed first to the
Khon Thai, where we were punished with icy airconditioning for
being way too early. Things got
going by 10 pm, the cover band raised the temperature and by the
time we departed it was difficult to find a seat. The cover band
(why are they always
covers in Thailand?) at The Timber & Rock, our next stop, was
generating mass crowd singalongs as we pulled up a seat at the
bar, ordered some beers and
muu manao (grilled pork with chilli, lime juice, chilli, garlic
and chilli), and learned how Thais let their hair down. And on a
Monday night! It would have been easy to let our days turn to nights and
dance the holiday away, but we were committed to serious
exploration. So we hired a motorbike
and headed out to the Gibbon Rehabilitation Project at Bang Pae
waterfall. Established in 1992, the program’s goal is to save
gibbons and their rainforest
habitat via rehabilitation and education. At the Project’s
centre, visitors are treated to a short tour by a volunteer who
explains the program in detail. You
won’t get to see the animals up close, as the objective of the
program is to actually reduce contact with humans. Nevertheless,
the enthusiasm our guide
showed as she regaled us with tales of various ape antics more
than made up for this. Heading back south, a stop at the National Museum was in
order. Housed in a spacious building, the museum looks not just
at the history of Phuket, but of
all of Thailand. Look out for the intriguing maps that trace the
development of Bangkok. While the English translations are not
always up to scratch, the
museum still provides a fair Thailand-in-a-nutshell overview.
The international tourist flying directly to Phuket for what they
think is a holiday in Thailand
should definitely make a stop here. Unfortunately, the museum
was completely deserted during our visit. The Butterfly Garden and Aquarium was next, a tranquil comma
in an otherwise hectic day. A combined tropical garden, mini-zoo,
insect display and
aquarium make for a pleasant Thai flora and fauna
experience—although some foreign species do make cameo
appearances. Watch out for the friendly
mynah bird who’ll be waiting to say hello, and the glassed-in
cage containing masses of writhing black scorpions. Our second dinner in Phuket Town was also memorable. Eclectic
decorations make for a unique atmosphere to feast on excellent
and very well-priced Thai
food at Natural Restaurant, a haunt popular with local Thais.
Try the steamed prawns in tamarind juice, and the stuffed squid
in green curry. And there are
the not-even-trying-to-be-authentic-because-we-are Thai-desserts
to finish with. Over the course of the next few days, we ventured to a variety
of other places worth recommending. Stop for lunch at Tunk Ka on
Khao Rang Hill in Phuket
Town for a great Thai meal with a great view of the surrounds.
Make sure you try the ‘Fried cashews with dried shrimp and young
pepper, Tunk Ka style’
with a cold Singha beer. A trip to Chalong Bay is a must, both
for the azure-blue bay scenery, and seafood lunch at Kanaeng
Restaurant. Take a peaceful
and enlightening walk among the mangroves in Sirinat National
Park, which can be reached by songtheaw, even though you may have
to squint at the
sun-faded explanatory texts. A motorbike drive from Kata Beach
to Cape Promthep will give you more than enough postcard-perfect
views of beaches; time
your drive to finish with sunset at the cape. And a two-hour
visit to Siam Safari is a way to get close to some elephants
while helping to support a company
that actually helps the elephants. Sure, we flirted with the Patong beach scene. The US Navy was
in town, there was some shopping to be done, I succumbed to the
desire for a steak: we
could have been in any international resort town in the tropics.
We had, however, done more than enough to be satisfied that we
knew exactly where we
were. And we were more than just pleased to be there. Information
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