More Chiang Rai Tourist Stuff

Chiang Rai tour part two.  See the previous blog for what we did in the morning.  The tea plantation, White Wat and Black House would have been a wonderful tour in itself, but wait….there’s more.  After the Black House we went to a Long Neck village.  The Long Necks are the tribe where the women put rings of metal on their necks.  They don’t know why this tradition started.  Two theories are to keep the women safe from tigers or to keep them safe from other villages men.  Neither make much sense to me.  In pictures it looks like their necks are very long, but they are not actually longer.  Their shoulders are lower from the weight of the metal.  They start at age 5 and rewrap the metal as they grow until 25 or 35 when they stop growing and then they wear those rings the rest of their life.  They are from Myanmar, Karen Tribes.  They are refugees allowed to stay in Thailand, but don’t have citizenship, or visas.  There was nothing about the men.  The village was mostly booths selling stuff and some houses behind them.  It was all show for tourists and I didn’t like it.  The only thing I could think of was, “well these houses make mine look awesome”.  Next to them was a village of Akah people.  They are a tribe from China.  Most of them have work permits and are in the country legally.  Their village is next door mainly to take advantage of the tourists going to see the Karen Tribe.

 

Next up was the Monkey Cave and Temple.  There’s a cave on the mountain and in typical Buddhist fashion, they built steep steps up to it and put a temple there.  And in typical Rraine fashion, I climbed all the steps wondering if today is day I get heat stroke.  It was not.  But there was a cave and they built a temple in it.  At the base of the mountain is a much bigger temple and a lot of monkeys.  Thus, Monkey Cave Temple.  There were no monkeys in the cave.  Monkeys are cool for about 5 minutes and then I want to move on.  Our guide had a toy wooden snake that if you hold it by the tail, it moves like a snake.  The monkeys hate it.  So, monkeys are as scared of snakes as I am.

 

We then went to Mai Sai which is the Thai border town with Myanmar.  We had to drive up a very steep hill that was lined with a market.  Our guide told us it was the border market and if we wanted anything we just needed to roll down the window and buy it.  I was impressed that our van made it up the steep road.  At the top was an overlook.  It looked like one town below, but he pointed out the river and told us the river is the border so we were looking at both Thailand and Myanmar at the same time.  Apparently China is not too far north of that.  There is a half hour time difference between Thailand and Myanmar.  How does that happen?  And of course, there was a temple here too.  We wandered around that a little.  There was a large statue of a scorpion.  Wau means Scorpion.  The scorpion was guarding all the gold.  I’m sure the story is better than that, but that’s all I remember so you can get the rest by either looking it up or making it up.  Up to you.

 

The next stop was the Golden Triangle.  Yes, this tour is still going and this isn’t the last stop.  I told you we saw ALL the things.  The Golden Triangle is the area that use produce large amounts of opium.  It was an area of 367,00 square miles.  Most of the world’s heroin came from this area until the early 21st century.  It covers three countries (Thailand, Myanmar, and Laos) and use to be hidden.  There are two rivers which made it easy to trade and transport.  Opium use to be the same price as gold, which is part of how the area got its name.  Myanmar is still producing opium, but is second to Argentina in volume now.  Thailand has made the confluence of the two rivers a tourist attraction.

 

And what tour would be complete without a stop at the opium museum?  It told all about the history of the area and the opium business and how it’s harvested.  It also had an impressive display of harvesting tools, measurement weights, scales, pipes and pictures of people smoking opium.  I learned that morphine and heroin are both derivatives of opium.  I had no idea.  Upstairs was a section dedicated to the history of smoking tobacco, pictures of the long neck tribe, and information on the giant catfish.  I see the leap from opium to tobacco, but drugs to giant catfish?  Giant catfish is a real thing and not a hallucination from the opium.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mekong_giant_catfish

 

 

And last, but not least, we went to Chiang Saen.  This town in Thailand has a lot of ruins of old temples.  I’m sure there was more significance and history I could tell you about, but I was done and no information the guide gave us stuck with me.  I do remember that one temple we saw was being rebuilt since it was damaged in the 2014 earthquake.

 

That evening I went to dinner with girls I just met yesterday.  There was a Saturday night market.  I walked around that for a while after dinner.  I did a foot massage and it was the most useless foot massage ever.  So, two night, two bad massages – what’s up Chiang Rai?  Overall, it was great day being tourist!

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Houses

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Thailand and Myanmar

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Thailand (on right) and Myanmar (on left)

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Black and White and Tea

I signed up for a tour through my hotel for today.  I figured that I had to fit it all in one day since I will spend most of Sunday on a bus back home.  This seemed like the best way to do that.  Oh my god….we saw ALL the things.  This was one of the best tours I’ve done.  There were only 5 of us and our tour guide explained everything to us and we went all over the Chiang Rai area seeing everything.

I’m going to break this blog into two since we saw so much.

First we went to Singha Park.  It use to grow barley for Singha Beer.  I’m not sure where the barley comes from now, but the farm has been turned into an eco tourism park and multiple farms.  Now it grows rubber, tea, strawberries, fruit trees, barley, and probably a ton of other things.  We went to part of the tea plantation.  We saw oolong tea #12 fields.  Off in the distance, it was tea as far as the eye could see.

http://singhapark.com/index.php/about-us?___store=en&___from_store=th

 

Next we went to the White Wat (temple), Wat Rong Khun.  This was one of the most memorable things I’ve ever seen.  I saw it 10 years ago and was excited to see it again.  It’s the only all white temple in Thailand.  The artist lives at the temple and is directing a team of workers to keep building on to the temple grounds.  It is expected to take until 2070 to finish the full design.  He will not live long enough to see it finished.  It represents reincarnation, heaven, hell and nirvana.  I remember from 10 years ago how beautiful it was with tiny shiny mirrors all over it.  Now it’s many buildings and full of new things to see that weren’t there 10 years ago.  The mural inside the temple that depicts hell (or worldly things) was impressive and is being added to constantly.  Sorry I didn’t get a picture, but no photography was allowed inside.  It had demons, superheros, Elvis, Japanese cartoon characters, the burning World Trade Center, Michael Jackson, Hello Kitty, a minion, and characters from every modern movie.  All the worldly things of modern day.  It was very impressive.  Of course, the opposite wall had pictures of Buddha in Nirvana.  There was a gold temple which represents the worldly things and life here.  The bathrooms were completely gold, floor, walls, and ceiling.  I guess the bathroom falls under worldly and not nirvana.  There was a walk way with a cover that looked like it was lined with fur.  When I got closer, I realized it was covered with something metal, but I couldn’t tell what.  Then I saw trees made of the same material.  Then I saw one out of place.  They were paper thin metal leaves with beads on them.  Each one has a name on it.  You can buy them, put your name on it and what ever your wish is and it will become encorporated in a future tree or ceiling or something.  I can’t even fathom how many million of those were there.  Still one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wat_Rong_Khun

 

Next was the Black House.  All I knew about this is that it was built by a famous artist and it’s all black.  I assumed it was one house, but it was a compound of black houses.  The artist Thawan Duchanee is a famous artist that painted animals.  He often (or always) hid a picture of Buddha’s face in his paintings.  He became Thailand’s most profitable artist, ever.  He would use dead animals to help get the correct scale for his paintings.  The many houses on this land contained skins, furs, bones, and many other animal parts.  I think most natural museums have less animal parts than this guy had.  There were at least 4 alligator pelts and a whole skeleton that must have been an elephant. There was so much furniture made out of buffalo horns.  The buildings were all beautiful with amazing doors and carvings.  You could have wandered there for a whole day and not seen everything.  There was even a black swan in the lake.  Not sure how they pulled that off.  There were a couple cages.  One had a giant snake in it and one had an owl.  I found both of these to be more disturbing than the dead animals.

http://www.thawan-duchanee.com/index-eng.htm

 

See the next blog for all the things we did the rest of the day.  Here’s a lot of pictures:

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Oolong #12
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More Tea off in the Distance

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Lychee
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Cross walk cone

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The one with the red fingernail represents the female

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Fur Ceiling?  No.  Thousands of metal leaves

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Animal Skins hanging between posts

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Long Snake
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Moose?

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Creepy and alive

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Cats

Over all it was a 5.5 hour bus ride to Chiang Rai.  Not great, but do-able for a long weekend.  After I got off the bus, I went to the ticket sales window to book my ticket home.  There was another westerner next to me that had been on my bus doing the same thing.  We chatted a little.  She’s living in Tak.  My hotel was only a 10 minute walk from the bus station so I walked it instead of taking a Taxi.  My hotel is near the clock tower.  There is so much gold and ornate carving on the clock tower that you can barely notice there’s a clock.

When I went out to dinner, I ran into the girl from the bus station and three of her friends.  They invited me to join them.  They are all teachers that came through Xploreasia too.  It was nice to share dinner with someone.  Yes, I tried Tinder again and only one match came up and he was way outside of the city.  It was nice to have pizza.

On my way to dinner I saw a coffee shop with cats in it.  What is this wonderful thing?  I went there after dinner just to check it out.  You can have dessert or drinks and sit at low tables on the floor while playing with cats.  The cats were healthy and fluffy, unlike the stray cats in Thailand which I’m afraid to pet.  Throw a puppy or two in there and it would be perfect.

I went for massage after cats.  Most of the massages in Thailand are excellent.  This was not.  Her movements were not smooth and she just wanted to talk the whole time, sometimes stopping the massage altogether because she got distracted by her story or she needed to show me pictures on her phone.  I guess not all the massages in Thailand can be good.  It was bound to happen sooner or later.

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Look closely, this is a clocktower

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Yes, yes it is

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Chaing Rai

A few days ago, Pat called a different lady who sells bus tickets by the highway.  This one sells tickets for the Green Bus.  I’ve ridden the Green Bus once before.  They are slightly more expensive, in nicer condition and make longer trips with less stops.  There is no way to book Green Bus on line and pick my stop as a pick up point so I needed this lady’s help because she is able to do that.  I paid for and picked up my ticket a few days ago.  So, now I know where her store is.  She pointed to a store across the highway as the place to pick up the bus.  So, my instructions for today are to drive my motorbike to the store.  The lady’s mom will let me store my motorbike at her house which is behind the store.  Then wait for the bus.  Again, seems unlikely, but I know from experience that it will all happen like that.   It did.  I arrived at the store and was about to ask the man about the green bus when he asked me “Chaing Rai” which is where I’m going.  So, I’m at the right place.  I asked “motorcye”? (motorbike) and a lady came out and showed me where to park it.  I sat at a picnic table outside the store until the bus came.  I mostly watched a rooster go about his daily business.  He would root around in the bushes, looking for bugs, I assume.  Then he would find a high place like the picnic table next to me and stand and crow for about 5 minutes.  Then he’d go back to the bushes.  Then he’d find a new high spot to crow.  Back and forth covering all the high spots to announce from.  About 5 minutes before the bus was to arrive, the man came out and put up a green flag.  I assume that was to tell the bus to stop.

A few days ago, Noi asked me how I was getting to the bus and I told her I would ride my motorbike.  She didn’t like this idea and said she’d drive me.  I asked how I would get back because I don’t like the motorbike taxis.  She said I could call her and she’d come get me.  I tried texting her and calling her this morning to see if she was picking me up and I never got in touch with her.  I’m kind of glad because I might be stranded with no one to pick me up like last weekend.

The bus ride was over 5 hours.  I checked into my hotel, paid for a tour for tomorrow and now I’m going to head out to find some food.

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Ban Na

Today I didn’t have any classes.  I went to school anyway so at least it looked like I was working.  I did work on future lesson plans which is good because they still take me forever.  At lunch I went home and made a grilled cheese sandwich and then went to get coffee.  It was way too sweet, but that’s really my fault for not practicing “no sugar” in Thai.  Then later in the afternoon one of the ladies in the school office made a coffee run so I had another way too sweet coffee.  I love that they put coffee in bags and then give you a side of ice so that your coffee isn’t watered down.  I just love that they put liquids in plastic bags.  I know that if you don’t have a cup or bowl to put the liquid in, you just stab it with a straw and drink out of the bag.  I have no idea what the correct protocol is for when you have a cup of ice.  Do you still stab the bag with a straw?  Do you cut a hole in the bottom or do you oh so carefully undo the rubberband and hope to not spill any?  I’ve done the latter.

In an attempt to learn the student’s names I asked them to put their names and favorite activity on a piece of paper and then draw a picture of anything they’d like to on the back.  Just after a few classes, I realize that this is an impossible task on my part.  There are over 500 students and I haven’t been able to remember one name yet.  Attached are some of my favorite pictures they drew.

After school, I went back to my house and sat on my “couch” in front of the R2D2 green evap cooler.  I’m supposed to go to the temple for the festivities tonight.  I just wanted to stay on my cool couch forever and not move.

Chelon, the teacher that is a historian of the area and who put together a booth at the temple and directed the play that was going to be done tonight had asked me and Robin to attend the festivities.  She had told Robin 6:00pm so Robin picked me up at school a little before.  We got there and people were still setting up.  None of the teachers were there.  Robin had never been to the temple so we walked around the temple grounds for a while.  The guys in the band, Noi’s husband is one, were delighted to see me again and tried to get me to dance.  There was a lady last night that insisted I take her picture.  Tonight she insisted again that I take her picture.  One of the guys in the band really took to Robin and gave him the sash he had been wearing.  He also insisted that I take a picture of him.  So many villagers were excited to see us and smiled or wai-ed us.  There were food vendors but none of the food looked good to me.  There were a bunch of tents with food too.  Robin ran into a lady he knew from the dam and she invited us to eat with her in one of these tents.  Most of food was too spicy for me or had fish in it, but I still managed to find some to eat.  My mouth was on fire for about an hour from a tiny bit of tom yum I put on my plate.  I really like tom yum, but jeeze, why so much pepper?

The festivities really didn’t start until 8:00pm.  So I was fairly bored by the time they did.  I never did see any of the other teachers except Chelon.  She bought us cotton candy.  I felt like a very happy 8 year old.  There were a lot of people standing on the stage while people gave speeches.  Then in the middle of one of the speeches, fireworks started going off behind us.  The area has been in a horrible dry spell.  So, let’s set off low exploding fireworks right next to the people and lots of burnable things.  I love not quite safe fireworks.  After the fireworks, they set off what looked like a geyser of sparks.  The geyser of sparks went off every 5 to 30 minutes for a good portion of the rest of the evening.  Then the play started.  It was the history of the town of Ban Na.  Ban Na is the town that had to be relocated/abandoned when they built the dam.  It is now deep underwater.  Islands near the dam were once mountains.  The best I can tell is the people of Ban Na moved around in boats, grew rice, and had a nice life.  Then there were men with swords.  Then the people had a peaceful time.  Then the town fell to drinking and fighting.  And I have no idea what the rest of the play was about or what the ultimate fate of Ban Na was (well, I know about the dam, but that didn’t seem to be part of the play).  After the play there was traditional Thai dancers and then a parade of sorts on the stage with people in traditional dress, carrying offerings or banners.  Even though I was rather clueless of what was really going on, the part that I really liked is that this isn’t some cultural show for tourists.  This is the real thing.  This is the real history told through dress, play and pageantry as told by locals for locals.

When the show appeared to be over I was ready to go and Robin seemed ok with that.  My new buddy who keeps getting me to dance tried to convince me that it was too early to leave.  I should stay and dance.  It took quite a lot of slowly inching away to be able to leave.  Chelon seemed so touched that we both came to this and walked us out to the motorbike and stood in the street as we drove off.

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Celebration Prep

Today I had 3 classes in the morning.  It’s so hot.  After lunch it got chilly, windy and then it rained.  Then it was hotter than before and humid.  I wonder how I ever survived childhood since I grew up in this climate.  It feel impossible that people can live and thrive in this heat.  It zaps my energy and feel like a zombie walking around.

After school, Noi said I should go to the temple with her.  Some of the teachers are decorating and getting ready for the celebration tomorrow.  As I say yes I wonder if I might regret this yes.  I’m tired and I just want to go to bed early.  I went home and took a shower just to cool off.  I sat in front of my evaporative cooler on my “couch” and didn’t want to leave, but I had said yes and at 5 til, she called me to ask where I was.

The temple looked like a small town, high school fair.  There were several booths that the villagers are setting up.  There’s a big stage and some food booths.  There are decorative lights.  The decorations remind me of the homecoming floats we created in high school. They spend the time on some details and not on others.  The obnoxious green satin material is carefully gathered and draped to create beautiful drapings.  The post of the booth are covered in other fabric.  Yet, the wires everything is hung from are sticking out like a sore thumb.  That’s just one example.   One of the teachers is a historian for the town (or that’s what I got out of the conversation).  The booth we were decorating had a bunch of old photos of a town called Ban Na.  Ba Na was the town that existing in this area before the dam was built.  It would be under water now.  There are some people still alive that lived in Ban Na.  There are pictures of the historian teacher talking with one of them. There are also pictures of her with the Princess which is a big deal.  I wasn’t a huge help in decorating, but they were excited to see me there.  Some of the men were practicing with their band for the festivities tomorrow.  I walked over to watch/video.  They made me sit with them in the circle.  They tried to talk to me, but I had very little idea what they were saying.  There will be a play tomorrow telling the story of Ban Na so I watch some of the practice of that.  The actual holiday that is tomorrow is a religious holiday though.  So I’m not sure why all the history.  Buddha was born, enlightened and died all on the same day.  Tomorrow is that day.  It has a long Thai name for the holiday which I can’t remember.

Noi and I ate dinner.  I remember eating at this restaurant before.  I probably wrote about it.  It looks like a falling down shelter on the side of the road with a few tables.  But the food is delicious.  After dinner, I asked Noi to take me home.  I’m so tired.

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Paper cut out decorations
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Noi made these
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Getting ready for tomorrow
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Getting ready for tomorrow

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Speed Shower

Yesterday, I taught a half a class instead of 4.  But since this is my 2nd week at school, it was probably time to teach something.  By the afternoon it was looking like it would rain.  The wind was strong which I liked because it maid me feel cooler.  I saw part of the hill on fire – I think it might have been lightning.  I got home and had running water!  And by running water, I don’t mean what you are use to at home, but enough to take a shower and as much as I’ve ever had here.  I took one of the fastest showers ever because I’m now wondering when the water may run out.  If everyone comes home and takes a bath or shower or does dishes or laundry, there may be no water.  Or maybe the amount of water has nothing to do with anything and is random.  I think it’s random.  So, speed shower time.  But it was delightful to wash my hair!  Yay! I ate dinner while it poured rain.  After, it stopped raining, I went to the massage place.  I wasn’t sure if I was too late, but if I was, they didn’t turn me away.  It’s weird because it’s in someone’s home.  There is no massage shop with hours on the door here.  My entire body is a mess.  My joints hurt.  My legs are tight.  My back is all rope, no muscles.  I think my hands have been feeling numb lately because my back and shoulders are cutting off the circulation.  Disaster.  But, I plan to go to massage at least once a week and do my conscious movement at home and investigate what I’m holding.  I suspect this is part of the final battle of the ego.

This morning’s guest in my bathroom was a snake.  Thank god it was after I was dressed and ready for work or it could have been more than I could handle.  I called Q over.  He came over with a stick taller than me.  He meant business.  By the time he got here I couldn’t see it.  So, I assumed it went under the tub.  My tub is about 4 feet high by 1 foot across by 3 feet wide.  Q is now standing on top of the tub with a giant stick poking the stick everywhere.  No snake.  He finally climbs down off the tub and we agree that it’s not to be found right now.  I show him a picture and his response is “Oh, I think it is little”.  Ugh.  I don’t care. Little snakes can be just as deadly.  He said he would tell the janitor to chase it out.  Poor janitor has become so busy trying to fix all the problems this crazy western girl has.  Q shut the bathroom door and suggested I keep it shut.  In theory, that’s a great idea, but there is a 6″ gap at the bottom of the door that’s not stopping anything.  I rush to get ready to go and look in the bathroom one more time to see the snake near the toilet.  I don’t know what to do so I tried bug spray.  He didn’t like that and thankfully slithered out the drain hole in the wall.  But, if he got out, the screen on the outside of the hole isn’t doing it’s job and he could come back in later.  This might explain the disappearing frogs I had in February.  I think I’d rather have the frogs back.

Still, I went to school feeling terrified of my bathroom, but not feeling much else.  The whole day was kind of indifferent.  I think the massage last night released some of the stuff I was holding on to and now there’s no thought that I can’t survive this.  I’m pretty resolved that I’m leaving after September.  It doesn’t feel like an escape or a running away or an avoiding, but more like a decision made.

Last semester I had 16 classes a week.  This semester they changed it to 17 and today I was told I would be teaching another advanced class so 18.  I had 4 classes this morning with no break. From nothing for a week to full on.  It was ok though.  I like the advanced class.  It’s only 20 students instead of 50 which is nice too.  The other classes went fine too.  It will be a lot of work having this many classes, but what else do I have to do?

In the afternoon, Noi came to get me.  They are still having issues with my work permit.  This time the problem is that the date on my visa doesn’t match the date my passport was stamped as coming into the country. And neither one matches the date of the request for the work permit.  How can these people deal with granting work permits if they don’t know how it works?  I had to get my visa before I came to Thailand so the dates will never match.  I came under a visa that is for the purpose of finding a job so it will never match the date I got the job.  So, we had to drive to Tak 45 minutes away to meet with them to try to work it out.  I think it’s worked out now, but I have no idea.  After, Noi had to go get supplies for the the school store and to make decorations for an upcoming holiday.  We go to the school supply store in Tak.  I sat in the school supply store forever waiting and sweating.  I find the stores here to be interesting.  There is so much stuff and yet, hardly any stuff, all at the same time.  The variety of stuff is what there is a lot of, but the amount of each thing is what there is hardly any of.  So, there are school uniforms – so many colors and styles for all the different schools, but only 5 or 6 of each kind.  There is tape, glue, pens, highlighters, paper, and so many things, but only one bin of pens or 7 folders.  It was so hot.  I would scratch my arm or back and my fingernails would come up so dirty.  I think I’ll just be constantly sweating and dirty here.  We went to a second school supply store, but this one went quicker.

Then we went to dinner.  She asked what I wanted and I told her something with vegetables.  I was hoping for a salad, but not counting on it existing in Tak.  She took me to a sukiyaki place.  She ordered a plate full of mushrooms and tofu and some vegetables. I don’t like mushrooms, but I wasn’t specific enough and I did ask for vegetables.  There’s a hot plate built into the table and you cook the soup right there.  Overall it was pretty good.  After dinner she wanted to show me the hanging bridge in Tak.  There’s a park near the river and a suspension foot bridge.  The river is very wide here so the bridge is quite long.  It looks like a miniature Golden Gate Bridge.  It bounces and sways in the wind.  There is a night market next to it.  There were quite a few people wandering around the market and walking over the bridge.  The people wandering around and hanging out gave the area a wonderful energy.  There was a nice breeze that made the evening feel comfortable.  It was a very pleasant evening.

By the ride home, my brain is exhausted.  Even though her English is better than most, it’s still very difficult to understand her.  She loves to talk and I’m just tired from trying to follow and answer and explain.  Then she pulls out the big guns.  “If you have no religion, how do you know how to behave correctly”?  I’m not sure if she means me or if this is the collective you.  My brain goes all foggy and I feel quite grounded.  I feel like I understand the answer to this question fully, but have no words or energy left to explain it.  I have no desire to answer the questions, but that would be rude so I try the best I can to explain what I believe.  I think it’s possible to live in harmony with life, other people, the world around you because it’s the right way to live, not because your religion tells you to.  I don’t think I did a good job of explaining.  She asked if I could forgive people.  I explained that it sometimes it was difficult, but most of the time, yes, it’s very easy.  If you see the truth of the situation, you will see that the other person didn’t do anything wrong or they acted out of fear or some other emotion or that you are reacting out of fear or some other emotion.  Again, I don’t know that this translated either.  But she now thinks I’m an amazing person that forgives easily.  Then she went on for the rest of the ride about if you live a good life and don’t do bad things and give money and prayers to the temple, you will come back in your next life with everything you need.  You will be rich, smart and happy.  If you do bad things in this life you will come back as an animal or have a bad life or come back with no body so no one can see you.  I use to believe in karma, but have since decided I don’t buy into in the hard and fast rule that if you do good this life you will be rewarded in the next.  I do believe the energy you put out is the energy you will get back. All I could see as she spoke tonight was the fear of bad and clinging to maybe the future will be good.  What a wicked game we play.

Tonight I took another speed shower, but mostly because I’m afraid of what is lurking in the corners or under the tub.

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My new “couch”
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My bored at the shop face
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School supply store
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Another school
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They leave the plastic on their charms
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No Water

Yesterday was extremely uneventful.  I worked on tagging old blogs so hopefully they are more searchable.  I met a friend for lunch.  I sat by the pool.  I tried Tinder again.  One guy said he lived outside town and only had a bicycle.  So, he can’t take a taxi?  Tinder said he was only 6 miles from me.  Lame.  No one else responded.  It was a real hot day and the heat kicked my ass.  By the time I was done with dinner I didn’t even feel like getting a massage.  Sleep was the only thing that sounded do-able.  I did find this good pizza place so this was my second night eating there.

Today, after the sad breakfast that my hotel provided, I went in search of an atm, water and snacks for the bus.  It took a while to find an atm and google maps was useless in this endeavor.  After I got money, water and snacks, I went back to check out of the hotel.  There’s an atm machine right at the hotel.  If I had just looked left instead of right, I would have saved myself some time and frustration.  Got a taxi to the bus station.  Got a bus ride home.  It was more expensive than the bus ride up, but I’m too hot to bargain shop.  Maybe I’m paying more for air con that works on the bus.  Wrong.  I guess I was paying more for a bottle of water and mystery snacks.  One snack they gave me was a pastry with meat, carrots and something green in it.  The other one looked like a tiny hamburger bun with purple goo in it – taro?  I love taro so I was quite happy with that one.  It was a long (3.5 hours) hot bus ride, but the bus didn’t break down!

No one was able to pick me up from the bus stop so I had to take a motorbike taxi home.  I hate those.  Flying down the road 50 miles an hour on the back of someone’s motorbike with no helmet.  Not to mention it was so hot, it felt like my flesh might melt off.  Made it home safely.

I didn’t have running water when I left, but it seemed to be ok when I got home.  But now we are back to no running water.  I really don’t know if I can handle this.  I just want to take a shower, but I can’t.  I can’t flush my toilet.  I don’t want to cook because I can’t wash dishes.  I have a concrete tub in my bathroom, but the water doesn’t look very clean.  It has a film on the top of it and dead bugs in it.  I asked Q if he had water and he wanted to know if I needed water to drink.  I have that.  He didn’t seem too concerned about no running water.  Both he and Pat said they’d talk to the janitor tomorrow.  I was ready to pack up my suitcases and call it and go back to the US, but I can’t go anywhere.

When I had lunch with Rob yesterday, he was telling me how he loved living in Chaing Mai.  His apartment is nicer than where he lived in the UK.  He likes his job, has friends, and go places.  He was going to the gym to play badminton after lunch.  The main reason I decided against the Peace Corps is because I wanted a nicer lifestyle.  I might have had better accommodations or at least the same in the Peace Corps.  So, I question why I’m here?  Couldn’t I be learning the same lessons if I lived in a bigger city and loved living in Thailand?  Who knows.  I’m trying to be present with what is and it’s not difficult to stay present, but I do find that I still want there to be a reason or a purpose to all this or to know how it will all turn out and I have no clue.

Pictures – I did get a picture of the US Consulate yesterday when I walked by it again.  See below.

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My Favorite Fruit – Mangosteen

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Bus Snacks
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The all exciting 7-11

Thoughts

Yesterday I got a body scrub.  It’s the first time I’ve felt clean in over a week.  I just am hot and sweaty all the time in Sam Ngao and I don’t feel like I’m really getting clean when I shower only to be sweating 3 minutes later.  Then Wednesday I didn’t have any water at the house so there was no shower to be had.  I had some coffee shop time, some pool and read Game of Thrones time and I did some coloring in my new Under the Sea coloring book.

I tried Tinder again.  Made some matches and chatted with a few guys.  I was hoping to meet someone to have dinner with, but didn’t.  I posted about it on facebook and got a bunch of replies cheering me on or telling me how to Tinder better.  At some point it just seems like a lot of work and by the time I was hungry I was glad to go eat alone.  I need to move somewhere cooler.  I think the heat takes all my energy and motivation.  Of course, I’m also questioning all my thoughts and beliefs about ‘alone’ too since that has historically been my biggest issue.  In the past I would swing between craving a relationship and not wanting to be around any people.  Now it no longer feels like a swing with big highs or lows on either side.  It feels more like an electrical short.  One minute I want company and conversation, the next I want to sit alone, then another minute I’m completely indifferent.  It switches so quickly that it feels silly to make any plans because it’s going to change.  It switches quickly, but none of it has much emotional charge to it.  There’s no craving, no sadness, no longing, just a quickly changing preference.  Now if only that would happen with my opinion of the heat…..

Today has been uneventful – breakfast and more coloring.  I ventured out to explore more of Chaing Mai and then went and hid from the heat in a coffee shop.  Think I’ll try to explore more after I write this blog.  Or give up and go back to the pool.

So, those of you following how I find AH Almaas relevant to my journey, the rest of this is for you.  I know that I’m not seeing life correctly.  With this knowledge, it shouldn’t matter where I live or what I do.  There is no real basis for waking up with the dreads, not liking teaching, hating the heat or thinking I should be planning what is next.  The chapter I’m reading is talking about how the world we live in is all concepts in our mind.  “Even if our mental world is lonely, and we gain little pleasure from our experiences, our thoughts are familiar and give us an illusion of security and control that binds us to them. We may see no alternative to this way of understanding ourselves and our world.  Because we believe it’s reality.  How can we think of an alternative?  Even if we think of and long for freedom, we think of freedom within that world”.  He suggested a meditation where you observe your thoughts.  Not the content of the thoughts, don’t try to figure out what they mean, but just notice the thinking process.  When does the thought arise, when does it stop, how long is the gap before the next thought arises?  It doesn’t matter what the thought is about or how it makes you feel, just look at the strings of thoughts and gaps.  No need to do something or react to the thought, see it as thinking itself.  I’ve tried this a few times.  It’s interesting.  That’s all I’m going to say about it right now.  Try it and see for yourself.

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Most Expensive Notary Ever

The US Consulate has the most expensive notary ever.  I got ripped off by my own country.  It cost me $50 to get a document notarized.  That was just what I paid the consulate.  If you add up bus tickets, hotel, taxis, scanning and mailing, it cost $94.

I must have watched too many spy movies.  I expected the US Consulate to be a big fancy building with a big gate and lots of important looking guards.  It’s a unassuming window with one unarmed guard standing outside a door.  A small sign above the window says American Consulate.  I’d post a picture, but I wasn’t allowed to take pictures of it.  I had to give up my phone and go through an xray screening thing, then wait in a room, then wait in another room.  Then a series of 3 more windows, one to check in for my appointment and hand over the paperwork I needed notarized and my passport.  The second window to pay $50.  Let me repeat, $50 to get a paper notarized.  At the third window, I signed the paperwork and got the notary stamp.  Then I got my phone back as I left.

I found a wifi shop and was able to get the document scanned so I could have a copy and could email a copy.  Then I found a post office to mail the original.  So, now my lawyer should have power of attorney to help me with the car lease that’s not being paid on time.  Hopefully this will be useful in the future when I sell the house too or I will have to go through this process again.

What to do next?

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