I have heard nothing but amazing things about Kanchanaburi.  I say meh.

I took benedryl my first night here to help me sleep through the party next door.  I woke up to an ant infestation.  I tried to explain to the staff that there were ants in my room.  No one spoke English so I had trouble knowing if they understood my concern or not.  I tried using google translate, but I never know if it worked or not since google apparently knows only a few more words in Thai than I do.

I did a tour yesterday.  First we went to the bridge.  I didn’t need to pay a tour guide for that since I just walked there the day before.  Oh well.  There were 6 other people on the tour.  They were not friendly at all.  I tried to make conversation, but it was painful.  I miss my tour group from China.  Everyone on that trip was fun, interesting and friendly.  Of course, we spent 2 weeks together so that helped.  This is just one day.  After the bridge we went to the Erawan Waterfall which is why I booked this tour.  It has seven levels.  It takes an hour (took me longer) to hike to the top waterfall.  It was so humid, my face was sweating.  I enjoyed the exercise though.  Half way up I was so hot, I wished I had brought my bathing suit.  I didn’t because I thought I would just wade in the water and not actually swim.  They had told us that we could enjoy the fish massage at the waterfall.  Fish spa is where you put your feet in a fish tank and the fish eat the dead skin off your feet.  I assumed this is what they meant by fish massage.  I finally got to the top waterfall and was so excited to get in the water.  I wasn’t even in to my knees before fish started biting my feet.  These weren’t the tiny fish I had seen in the fish spas.  Some were 6 inches long.  Others were over a foot long.  I screamed like a little girl.  I am now torn between being so hot that I just want to be immersed in water and wanting to be as far away from the water as possible.  The fish won.  I decided that swimming was not an option and was quite fine not having my bathing suit.  I could stand where the water was going over a rock and be fish free.  I splashed water on myself to cool down.  Overall, the waterfalls were very beautiful and I enjoyed sitting with my feet in fish free zones watching and listening to the water.  After the waterfall, we went to ride a train on the death railway.  We waited about 50 minutes for the train.  While we waited, we could go see the cave near the train station.  There’s a Buddha statue in the cave, of course.  We rode the train for a half hour.  If you are ever in Kanchanaburi, you can skip the train.

Last night I tried to rent a bicycle since my hotel was advertising bicycles for rent.  No.  No bicycles.  But…..I can see them……they are right there.  The lady typed into google translate – All broke.  Really?  10 broken bicycles?  Ok, walking is good exercise too.  After dinner it was more party next door.  I tried to get help, but no one spoke English.  Finally, tired from lack of sleep and just frustrated I slammed my door and cried.  I’m sure everyone could hear me crying because Thailand doesn’t believe in insulation or proper building materials.  That actually put an end to the party.  I should have cried hours ago.  I tried to change rooms today, but there are no more rooms.  They promised the kids would be quiet tonight.  I thought about changing hotels, but I’m too tired and that sounds like a lot of work.  Breakfast at this hotel is weird.  It’s not a buffet and I don’t get to chose what I want.  They just make it when I appear.  Yesterday it was fried eggs, hot dogs and fruit.  I didn’t eat the hot dogs.  This morning it was fried eggs, french fries and fruit. Bless their hearts, they are trying.  French fries are better than hot dogs.

I spent most of the day at a coffee shop and a restaurant trying to figure out what I’m doing after the 15th when I have no more plans.  People don’t just sit around in coffee shops here so it was uncomfortable after an hour or so when they kept staring at me, but I stayed anyway.  It was kind of like the coffee shop in Sam Ngao where the entire menu was different forms of sugar.  The restaurant I went to was wonderful.  It had a great garden out back.  They put a fan on for me and they didn’t seem uncomfortable having me hang out for awhile.  They have a free taxi service and offered to take me back to my hotel or pick me up later if I wanted to come back for dinner.  I narrowed down the list of possible places to go after the 15th.  I was leaning toward Fiji until I looked up flights.  It would cost more and take longer to go to Fiji than to go back to America.  That was the point where I gave up.  I will have to search smarter later as I’m sure it’s possible for way cheaper.  I think sites like Expedia assume I’m American and give me American prices.  If I search through the airlines that fly to Fiji, I bet I’ll get a better deal.

Trump will be our new president.  I really do not understand how this happened.  How can over half our nation think he would make a good leader?  You only have to listen to him for 5 minutes to see he has no idea what he’s talking about.  Yet, half our nation doesn’t see this.  What am I missing?  So much of the world is living in fear.  Fear breeds anger and hatred.  Then add ignorance.  This feeds the fear and it becomes a never ending circle.  I think much of the world is caught in this circle, especially America and they have no idea.  It’s the fault of the republicans, the Muslims, the black people, the Christians, the rich people, the Mexicans, – whoever is over there.  Everyone is so busy pointing that no one realizes they are on the merry-go-round and they could just hop off.   How am I supposed to support people to wake up when I’m standing next to the merry-go-round offering help, but no one hears me?  (I know, my new magic tattoo.)  How am I supposed to help people wake up when I keep finding myself back on the merry-go-round myself?  I don’t know how I got there, but there I am.  Last night my issue got resolved by slamming doors and crying – on the merry-go-round.  Then I jump off.  Oh, crap, how’d I get here again.  Jump off.  On. Off.  In the past some of my best learning experiences came from me getting so worked up, creating drama and destruction everywhere I went, total meltdown or blowout and only then could I see the absurdity in it all. I had to take it to the extreme to see that what I believed wasn’t true, who I thought I was wasn’t true.  After that, I can never go back to the old beliefs, but it was a messy uncomfortable process to get to the truth.  So, as much as I think Trump was the wrong decision, I wonder, does it have to be like this?  Do other people learn this way too?  Does it have to be chaos before we will open our eyes and say “what am I doing – this is not true”?  Are we doing that as a country?  Does it need to be horrible before people will see how ridiculous our thinking has become?  Then I also question, will it actually be horrible or will American life go on as it always has?  Or, maybe I have no idea what I’m talking about….

I challenge you:

1. Ask yourself – are you on the merry-go-round?  If so, are you having fun?  If not, why not jump off?
2. How many times do you point the finger and blame someone else in a day?
3. See if you can make it through one week without turning on the news on tv.  Then turn it on and see if you can feel how the news propagates fear.
4. Enjoy these waterfall pictures:

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