The On On Hotel is Phuket Town’s oldest. Staying there, I felt like I could’ve been Richard. It was uncanny, and silly to be making such comparisons with a work of fiction.
My room had a broken window, and you could see the light of the lobby through the floorboards which creaked noisily. I thought it added character.
The hallways without windows looked dark, though there were no women washing the floors while sparks flew from a light outlet.
I’m glad I stayed at the hotel for a few nights. It was a nice change from bungalows, however no one named after a cartoon character left me a map to a secret island before slitting his wrists. Luckily, it’s no mystery how to find the beach (Maya Bay) these days.