Late into the night, on 3rd March, my dad flew in to Phuket. To say that I was excited to see him would be an understatement. It had been more than 8 months since I had seen him, so it was an emotional reunion.
Dad had picked a couple of the hottest weeks to visit, so he enjoyed a pretty low key holiday. Add to that the fact that he hurt both his foot and his back, and you can see why he spent a bit of time with his feet up!
I took him with me wherever I went, so he spent a bit of time on the back of my bike. We did dinner on the beach, cocktails at sunset at Cape Sienna, Coconut Club, kids birthday party at Bliss, Patong, Fantasea, he came to personal training with me (and put me to shame!) and of course, gin and tonics!
He was a pretty easy visitor really, happy to trip around wherever I went. While we didn’t leave Kamala that much, when we did, he saw it from the back of the bike. And I think he was happy to be known around town as Pappa! World famous in Phuket!
A few photos 🙂
Thank you for visiting Dad! Bring on the next one!
