5:21PM from a private villa on the beach

There’s one thing I can always count on back at my desk in NYC. I don’t get sunburned. I barely even see sunlight there. Here, I bake. The sun beats down on us every minute of the day as we try to find shady spots when we’re not smoothing out sand on beaches, hanging out at ridiculous oceanside villas, riding in boats, swimming in the sea or directing elephants on a beach.

It is unbelievably hot everywhere we go and its so much hotter when you step into the sun. The people we meet look like lobsters. Shiny, red painful ones, while we emit our own milky white glow. I wouldn’t be surprised if some people even got burned simply by standing next to us.

Luckily the cooling water is never too far away.

But that’s all I got, really. Its hard to find anything that sucks about Phuket. The food? Great. Beaches? Please… The water? To die for. The light? Always there when you need it.

I did hear stories about giant spiders in hotel rooms the size of your fist. But I don’t care. As long as they don’t carry me away in the middle of the night or make international phone calls on my room phone while I’m running around, they have my blessings.

Only one more day left here in paradise. Tomorrow we’re back out to Koh Phi Phi, then back to Phuket for an afternoon at a spa followed by an evening at an absurdly opulent house by the water. Then I have to pack for Hong Kong in the evening.

I may break down and cry at that point. In fact, I’m pretty sure I will.