Biking along the beach, swimming in the pool, Thai massages, exploring the night market…Kaylie and I did it all but did not take many pictures so I cannot show it off! Frankly, it was just a delightful, relaxing vacation in a gorgeous location.
And then we had to fly back.
It did not go so well.
The problem? We listened to our resort. And our resort told us we did not need the taxi driver to pick us up till 2 hours before the flight left. They were adamant about it. Krabi has such a small airport…we figured, they must know what they are talking about.
And that is how, with an hour till our flight left, we found ourselves waiting in a supppppper long line to get our tickets. And waiting and waiting and waiting.
It did not matter as much to me if we missed our flight, but poor Kaylie needed to catch a connecting flight home and if we missed this flight, all her other flights would fall through. And everything moved so. slowly.
To distract myself, I started chatting with the guy in line behind us. He was an American and a personal chef of a couple from Arizona. Apparently, they just bring him along whenever they traveled. They gave him a day off so he decided to fly to Krabi. Except (get this–private chef, mind) he hates Thai food so he spent the entire day within the vicinity of a McDonalds! He did not get to see much and overall found the place disappointing.
We then realized he was in the wrong line entirely.
Thankfully, Kaylie and I finally got our tickets, zipped through security, and found our gate in record time. They had just started boarding. The flight back was a breeze and once again…they fed us a full meal!