I used all my pent-up fear and frustration, and propelled myself down the hall and towards the boarding gate, stopping briefly to make sure I was headed in the right direction. I ran like Justin Timberlake was waiting at the boarding gate, holding a giant hunk of my favourite red velvet cake.
As I reached in to grab my jacket, I noticed a rather large ball of black fluff clinging on to the material at the bottom. My go-to reaction any time something hairy crawls near me is GIANT! SPIDER!
All I could do was stare out the window as four men leapt out of the car and surrounded us. In their hands were a combination of guns, knives and machetes. They smashed the side window with a long machete and glass flew everywhere. Our driver tried to reverse but one of the guys stuck a gun in his face as a warning and reached through the broken window to pull his door open.
I left for Bangkok and caught up with the friend who invited me to Thailand in the first place, and when I told him about my time in Phuket, his only response was that I should go back. I completely went off my holiday plans, and asked what she was doing the following Friday night.