Okay, so…most people who know me know that I’m not the most adept on two-wheels. I have balance problems and control issues (literally and figuratively), so these alone are bad characteristics when behind the controls of a motorized two-wheeled machine.
We had just had a lovely dinner a little north of Patong and decided to check out the Kamala beach area to see what kind of place it was. It was almost dead and not a place we would want to return to in the daylight. The bars on the main street were mostly empty except for the occasional old white expat and his Thai friend. Or, sometimes just Thais hoping for a customer to stop by for a drink or massage or something.
The only attraction in Kamala is Phuket Fanta Sea. It’s their attempt at an amusement park like Disney Sea or something like that. I imagine in the high season it is a draw for the Asians and the Arabs. However, we did a drive-by…(again no video… :*( )
Everything was going grand. A few nights before, R had gotten me to try out driving the scooter and it went reasonably well. I did warn him that it might not be a good idea due to my track record on a bicycle, but it seemed okay. So, we decided to give it another go. Things seemed great and then we took a big turn, the front began to wobble, and panic set in….The next thing I know, we’re on the ground and I’m in pain….
It’s a long story (writing it up for later), but I was put into an ambulance and rushed to Patong Hospital. Thankfully, there were no broken bones and nothing majorly injured – just some pretty torn off skin…
So, we’re alive and well. It could have been so much worse and the timing is okay as we don’t leave until Saturday (the 21st) for Hong Kong and I should be able to walk normally again by then. Luckily, R got away with just a few minor injuries….
The scooter needed a few touch-ups, but overall nothing too bad.
The moral of this story is – Never let Tara drive a two-wheeled machine…EVER! π
We’re just thankful it wasn’t worse. π
-T π
