Phuket
I already know what you're thinking: it's pronounced Poo Ket, not fuckit.
We got into Phuket early this morning after an hour flight from Bangkok. A mini-bus took us from the airport to our hostel on Karon Beach. Being one of the slightly more expensive hostels down here, it's predictably awesome. Our room is huge and the pool here is beautiful. Plus the people who actually run the hostel are great. It's run by this young couple with this hella cute baby daughter and a son who runs around naked quite often for whatever reason. I would too if I could so hey...get away with it while you can, kid.
We took a pretty long nap after we got to our room and walked down the road to the beach when we woke up that afternoon. First thing you notice, besides all the restaurants, salons, and other tourist trap type places, is the huge amount of Eurotrash walking around. Sometimes, living in the States, you forget there are other kinds of white people in the world. And this, apparently, is where the European variety go to vacation (or "holiday", as they say). The good thing is they have no shame while they're strolling around the beach. The oldest, fattest Europeans will be wearing the most revealing bathing suits. I think I even saw an older lady topless. This is good because I'm rocking the Brazilian bathing suit MaryAnn got me earlier this year, and it definitely doesn't leave much to the imagination.
Right now, for the first time in a long time, I'm watching American TV shows in the hostel while MaryAnn sleeps yet again (this one channel has been showing SNL, 30 Rock, Cheers, and Without a Trace, among other things). Tomorrow hopefully I'll have some more interesting stories to tell.