Tropical holidays – the only type of holiday in my eyes…
If you follow me on Instagram and were keeping tabs on the hashtag #lmmbgoestothailand, you would be well aware that I recently ventured abroad (it doesn’t take a genius to look at that hashtag and work out where I was!). Staying just outside of Patong in Phuket, Thailand, my mother, brother and I were privileged enough to have spent a week frolicking in the sun, heat and any body of water deemed safe for a human to swim in.
I have always considered myself to be a water baby. It is near on impossible for me to walk past a body of water (provided it is a nice looking body of water) and not want to dive in. In Thailand’s 30+ degree heat and thick humidity, there wasn’t a day that passed where we weren’t in the water for at least 50% of the day – be it our hotel pool, a beach club pool, or whatever beach, bay or cove we found. That is a good 1/4 of our holiday (remember that 1/2 of it was spent asleep) that we spent soaking our poor heat affected bodies.
It was a good thing I took 4 pairs of bikinis over because they damn well got a work out! This Funkita pair the most. Having been made with chlorine-resistant material, these babies could withstand more hotel pool frolicking than any of my other pairs. And I will reiterate… there was a lot of hotel pool frolicking that occurred (heck, Avista had 3 separate infinity pools to choose from!).