work, work, work, no play
Bangkok Travel Blog› entry 8 of 10 › view all entries
Coming to Thailand, I thought I would buy a few odds and ends to
sell in the US to pay for my trip but the prices are phenomenally
inexpensive here...next thing I know, I'm asked to set up for a jewelry
convention in Tucson, Arizona and bringing 50 pounds of gemstones and
jewelry back for a start. I'm not businessman LOL! But "I become
business man." Being here has not fared well for my English skills...I
feel like I'm speaking like a Neanderthal sometimes (Thais speak
Neanderthal English). The high points of my day are speaking to Brits,
Austrians, Germans, etc. I haven't seen a single American (kind of a
relief but I do miss the common threads we have). I had no idea there
was a Russian community here, too....this is verrrry strange but fun!
Now I want to travel to
A couple hours ago I got finished eating another mutilated animal on a plate (with my hands) at the trusty old Arab place we've been frequenting.
I guess they're quite formal feeling I'm their guest and feel the need to feed me constantly (I want THAI food)! They're truly nice but a very different, (sometimes suffocating) close culture. One guy wants to show me something, walks me over while holding my hand. I felt awkward as hell but didn't shake off his hand. I guess many countries do this showing a gesture of friendship-sort of looking after your pal. It's endearing. Actually the day before I left, my friend became visibly saddened! I had no idea I has such an impact on him! He 's my first Afghani friend and I'm his first American friend (he has met very few Americans in his life, as have most at the hotel I stayed at).
I've been debating extending my stay here for a few days so I can just relax but I miss home and long to be away from this place but I also LOVE IT. I understand why people return and stay for long periods of time. I'll likely have to come back soon but at least I know all the ins and outs and have no issue dealing with someone trying to be dishonest a bit more bluntly (I'm normally a very polite person- and I remain polite but my answers have become more conclusive).
I read on the internet it's best to
mail your things back home rather than wading through customs. I almost
had my packages mailed at the Silom post office until the manager came
up and raised the price to $1000! The
Vegas has nothing on
...Wish I could have some nice stories for you and excellent tourist photos but this became a work vacation and I had nothing planned, so this is what I get (but it was fun)! I did buy some strange tropical fruit at the fruit stand...but of course I learned later I paid 5 times more because I'm Caucasian. Little bitty mangoes you pop into your mouth and some other cool fruits (Lychees and Longans). The mangothingies weren't stringy at all. I imagine the monkeys live on this stuff. I'm a fan of tropical fruits so this was fun. This country has a very strong undercurrent of prejudice filtered from the King all the way down to the Tuk Tuk driver. I've learned some of the Taxi drivers (not the one's pushing smut joints) seem to be decent and honest, being very grateful when I pay triple the $1.50 cab ride (half an hour) to my destination. It just bugs me when they take me around the block 4-5 times to hike up the meter...(if they need more money, ASK)! I just don't like being deceived. I found I pay MORE when they're honest than they would get when they're ripping me off!
the simplest task here takes a long time...days to straighten credit
card shutdowns (notify your bank so they don't think someone stole it
and is blowing money in