Day 1. Upon arrival, our reservation was slightly messed up in that they had one king size bed for 3 women when we requested a cottage with 2 beds and a rollaway. That took a little bit of sorting out so while they readied a room for us, we hit the pool. After changing rooms, we had a little work to do. 3 women, 3 laptops, 3 iPads, 3 smartphones, 2 Kindles…well, honestly that can only tax the systems. As I was unplugging one device to charge another, I got a little shock. And we blew a fuse. Who knew! We thought we would have them fix it later. As we went to turn out the lights that night, the light over the door would not go out…no matter what we tried. We called the resort and the poor woman on the other end of the phone asked if we had tried the switch on the wall, we assured her that we had and so she offered to send housekeeping to show us “how to work the switch.” The woman from housekeeping arrives, tries the switch, assesses the situation and calls maintenance. By this time, the three of us are hysterical. Maintenance arrives and is perplexed. Their first choice is to unscrew the light bulb but it is difficult to reach and has been on all day and is very hot. So, with the power on, they disassemble the fixture. Lights out and we crawl into bed. About 30 minutes later, the lights come back on. Apparently, they fixed the blown fuse since they were there.
Day 2. I decide to get up early and catch the sunrise. I mean I lugged by Nikon D50 camera all the way with me…I might as well go out and use it. Unfortunately, it is a hazy morning and there is no sun “rise” to speak of. But I’m up so I’m determined to get some photos. After that it is a day at the pool and an all you can eat lobster buffet. (Unfortunately, by the time we got to dinner I wasn’t feeling all that well. Probably too much sun.) I decide to get some sleep so that I can get up at sunrise on Sunday before we leave. Cynthia and I are sound asleep when the bells outside the cottage ring indicating that someone from the hotel has arrived. Chaos then ensues. Turns out Lori fell and hurt her arm on a trip to the bathroom. She didn’t want to wake us but called the hotel for assistance. Cynthia got to learn how much help (NOT) I am in a medical crisis. My best approach is to stay out of the way so that I don’t pass out and there is someone else who needs attention. Ultimately, Lori didn’t want to make a trip (by boat) to the hospital on Phuket so we arranged for the nurse to stop by when she arrived in the morning.
Day 3. After the excitement of the night before, I skipped the sunrise. We hit the pool then checked out. The hotel had told us what time we needed to leave in order to make our flight…which everyone kept referring to as a domestic flight because we were flying to Bangkok then on to Phnom Penh. They were wrong. After standing in a long line to check in, we had to head to immigration and even longer lines. At 10 minutes before our flight was scheduled to depart, we finally got someone to move us through the line. Even then I thought it was unlikely that we would make it. Once through security, they had someone waiting to take us through the hidden passages of the airport to get us on a waiting bus that took us to our plane. AMAZING!! Unlikely, that would happen in the US.
[Update 1/30/2012] In Phnom Penh on Monday, Lori went to the clinic…it wasn’t good news.
[Update 3/29/2012] Lori finally had surgery on her arm.
[Update 3/30/2012] The photo at the top of this post was selected as a winner in the Verizon Wireless 30 Tablets in 30 Days contest. The photo was taken with my HTC Incredible 2.
