Phuket - Day 5
Well it was our last day of our honeymoon, and our first holiday together. (I don't count going to Canada as holidays - there is too much running around involved). We were up dark and early - the sun wasn't even up yet. Got all our things together and headed out to the airport. On the way there we saw lots of monks in their orange robes walking along the road. They were about the only people out!

We arrived at the airport and checked in. A woman escorted us to customs and then to the business lounge. Luckily there was a shop that sold stamps and had a mail basket. I don't know if those postcards will arrive at their destinations or not. Oh well. Not much shopping though. We just hung out in the lounge and had breakfast - fruit and sandwiches with coffee. Then we got on the plan for a quick jaunt to Bangkok. Of course we got champagne before we took off... just enough to make us promptly fall asleep after breakfast. I can't believe they served breakfast on a 1 hour flight!

Now I thought that the flight was just stopping in Bangkok - but we actually had to change planes! It was the same flight number, but we had to change planes. Weird. The transfer in Bangkok wa an absolute nightmare. Why didn't they have someone to escort us there? Anyone can make their way to the customes counter. When we got off the bus (bus takes you from the plane to the terminal), there were 400 people looking at one small TV telling us which gate to go to. There wer no personnel around giving directions. I asked someone and she replied quite snarkily back. Then tehre was about a one km hike to the gate. Wish I knew this before - I had trouble walking, and my feet even in flipflops weren't happy (sunburn was bad there). We went to the wrong business lounge and the lady at the reception desk yelled at us. We finally got to the right one, and asked where to put the trolley which had our carry-on and the receptionist replied very snottily "out in the hallway". Well, duh! But where? I was not happy. I grabbed a customer feedback form and filled it out on the spot. Not happy. But, after some coffee in the lunge and some yummy quiche things I felt better.

So about 30 minutes later we got on the plane that continued to Tokyo. Got champagne once again. This plane had nicer seats and better TVs than the one on the way there. Not like that mattered. Well, the seats did. Both of us slept almost the whole way back. It was amazing! I've never been able to sleep on a plane. Lunch on the flight back was delicious too. The main entree again was dry and bland. I had shrimp and rice. Not so great. But the rest was amazing. I wasn't that hungry anyway (darn baby quiches in the lounge!). The appetizer was smoked salmon with dill, and there was a nice salad, and lots of whole grain rolls again. After the meal there was a wonderful fruit and cheese tray that they rolllled down the aisle. There was a canteloupe that was carved into a big flower - very pretty. I just had some melon and a thimble sized glass of port - which conked me out for the rest of the flight. Donno what dessert was.

Hiroshi didn't get to eat. He boarded the plane and almost immediately felt nauseous. The flight attendant was really nice though and brought some medicine for him. They even offered to keep his meal warm for later and checked to make sure he was ok every once and a while. He slept all the way home and felt much better by the time we arrived (I didn't get sick until we got home).

Our luggage was first off the plane again, and we got thru customs very quickly. We slowly walked to get the train home. Then we arrived in Tokyo station and shock set in. Oh god, not all the people rushing everywhere. We made a point of slowly walking to our platform. Then we slowly walked home wishing we were still on the beach. And that was the end of the vacation. Well except for the sunburn lotion which exploded in the luggage and Hiroshi had a fit over (he says I should wrap everything in plastic bags - why bother. It's washable. Maybe I'm just lazy?). I got him to calm down - don't want to get all stressed again two hours after getting back in the country!

Anyway, it was an absolutely wonderful holiday and I couldn't have imagined a better honeymoon. I was always kinda sad that we didn't go right away, but now I'm glad we waited. One of the couples in the hotel were newlyweds (they had just had the ceremony the day before they arrived) and the guy was out doing things and we never saw the wife. *shrug* That'd be upsetting I think. As it was, we both are comfortable with each other, know that each other snores, know we have bad gas sometimes (Thai food *wink*) and if one person is tired we just change the plans. There was no tension. I did everything I wanted to do. I think Hiroshi did everything he wanted to do (ok, maybe he didn't want to buy jewellery, but I'm sure he enjoys seeing how happy I am wearing it... until his visa bill comes that is ;) nah, he should be happy). We both had fun, and I think we grew a lot closer. And of course, we're still being sillily romantic (I know, sillily is probably not a word). So now I'm glad we waited. And of can't wait to use that free ticket to go back again next year!!