Rang Hill

Saturday afternoon I headed out a bit early to stop by the bank before it closed to pay my rent. Unfortunately the branch I went to was not open on Saturday. I was planning to meet Virlane afterwards at our salad joint, but now I am 1/2 an hour early. What’s a girl and her scooter to do on a beautiful afternoon for this short bit of time?

I decided to google map my way to Rang Hill since I knew it was close by but wasn’t sure how to get there. The last time I was there was in April, and I honestly was not familiar with any areas in Phuket at that time and simply relied on Tiff to advise me when to turn based on her cell instructions. But now I knew enough to ignore the annoying voice on the directions when it kept saying- go southwest…..take a left and then a right…..do a u turn in 300 meters. My instincts said to just keep going. So Tia and I did just that.

We kept driving up the road past the We Cafe. As I was driving I passed another spirit temple graveyard. There were also beautiful houses up on the hill and as I continued climbing, I dreamed about what life would be like to afford that standard of living. I was enjoying the shade of the jungle and

was curious to see where this road would end.

Spirit temple graveyard along the road.

To my delight, it ended perfectly at Rang Hill.

Beautiful gazebo. No one in sight but a few locals sitting in the shade.
I am starting to appreciate the year round blooms here. No grey and gloom. Constant color.
Once I walked under the gazebo, this is what my view was. Could see for miles.
Walking back it was still vacant. I was wondering when the official high season was going to begin and start unloading the tour buses.
Some of the views.
There are so many viewpoints in Phuket. I have yet to see them all.
This tree caught my eye with the beans hanging down from it.
Viewpoint selfie. Trying to hold my hair out of my face.
I took a photo of this swing upon arriving because I loved the tree it was hung upon.
On my way out I caught this adoring couple getting their wedding photos taken. Young love is so innocent and full of fairytale excitement of a future together.
Not sure who this is, Mr. Rang maybe?

Continually being reminded to follow my instincts as I freely explore with Tia. *She goes into the shop Monday to have her brakes and starter looked over. I know her days are numbered and I feel guilty glancing toward other scooters in curiosity of costs. She has served me well, but there’s a point where I may be pushing her too far. (She’s not sounding great lately and has me a tad concerned)

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