Felt a little bit like Billy Pilgram today during my 12 hour commute from Koh Phangan to Phuket. I spent most of my time in a state of semi-consciousness being awoken by strange people in strange places so that I could switch vehicles and continue on to a place I only hoped I was heading (at one point I was crammed on a mini bus trying to sleep while the couple next to me cursed at each other in three different languages).
But I'm here - and not that tired anymore (but still starving) just trying to decide where to stay. I think I'm gonna leave the main area as soon as I get some food and head to Karon Beach. Phuket and Patong are making me a little sick to my stomach (scroll to the bottom to read about the shooting range, mini golf, and go kart racing)