| Thailand:Blog 12-2009
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December 27th |
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| We don't have a room ready yet so we leave our luggage at the hotel. I wear my sun protection cream factor 60 so that I can come back white and pale like I went to visit Reykjavik instead and then we go take a walk at the beach nearby. The beach is nice, especially for the landscape but not for the beach itself. We already saw last year what the surrounding islands have to offer, and this, well... we won't spend any more time here. The first day is just lazy, we don't do any trip, Pat is also lacking sleep after - as usual - she had to work 25 hours a day until the plane to Krabi took off. We just walk around Ao Nang, sit in a bar on the beach, relax at the hotel, dinner at a restaurant. |
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| Ao Nang is like I expected after I've seen Phuket: european, american, australian, japanese and chinese tourists. Thai people only work here - for the tourists. You don't feel in a real Thailand here, but who cares, I saw it already and I'm gonna see it again in a few days:) I chose Ao Nang for being quieter and more relaxed compared to nearby places like Railey, which is more flashy, pub and disco and crowded, more for youngsters and not old farts like me. After dinner, we have to make our first plan for the day after: we go to one of the many tourist info shops and we pick a day trip tour at Phi Phi islands. Our first trip there on April 2008 was not satisfactory: the boat was very big, like holding 100 people. We saw Maya bay from the sea only, we did snorkeling there with the big boat around and the water wasn't so great... then some rest at a beach on the bigger Don island. We didn't really see much. We deserve a second chance. We chose a fast motorboat, no reasons for crossing 40 km of sea with a small one, but yet it's not big. Like maximum 20 people. We'll visit more places, and will do snorkeling in more areas. I feel optimistic. And also kind of sleepy, you know... walking back to the ho... zzzz December 28th |
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| We're picked up at the hotel at 8.30 by a song taew, a bus /truck for transporting several people - open on the back where the people stay, looks like a big tuk tuk, which brings us to the pier in a few minutes. Of all the boats, we notice many are "branded" with our hotel name... well, we did a good choice with the hotel :) (Orchid Resort, highly recommended from your personal Thailand best travel advisor). We decide to sit at the front of the boat. Better choice for sightseeing, photos and for recording videos too. I have the idea of filming by placing the camera looking straight forward at the boat's front, to see the sea and the island moving towards you. Something like in the old Police's Synchronicity II music video :) but of course less dark and more color/sunny feeling. |
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After some "shaky" tries, I find a good setup by using my mini-tripod - so "mini" that it can't hold the big camera alone but I have to keep the whole thing steady with my hand on the top. Our first destination is at the Maya island, the smaller of the two, southern to the bigger Don island. first we sail by a nice area - which is now private and can't be entered by foot, called Viking Cave. We then enter a very nice bay called Phi Phi Lay ( or Ley, Leh, Lei, Le... all the ways you can write this phoneme anyway), we don't get off the boat but our eyes are filled with colors, and serenity. Video here. |
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After that, it's Maya Bay turn. The legendary bay brought to fame by the movie "The Beach" (which brought up Phi Phi altogether anyway). We get off the boat and we have 40 minutes to enjoy the beach. The view is wonderful... if you can delete the many boats and people from your eyes. Well, what can I say? We're on the same boat(s) as the others and we also give our contribution to spoil the magic of this bay. I don't feel like taking awesome photos around here, I would have to work too much with photoshop to remove the intruders from the landscape (well, that can be done at least). Just bring my smaller camera with me, the one I bought the underwater case for some months ago, just thinking about this holiday. I take a couple of photos just to see maya bay "as it is" now. |
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We take a bath, it's my first one in a sea after my trip in this very same area on April 2008. My skin still shows signs of the sun burn I got that time, after I decided to spend 15 minutes of my life outside the umbrella under a overcast (gray/white) sky. "The sun is covered by clouds, I don't need a cream". Ditto. But now the weather is nice, and my powerful Nivea 60 cream bounces the sun rays away from me to the unaware neighborhood, and I'm white, pale with red cheeks - also with belly (less than in august, according to Pat), and not in such an athletic shape - but still awesome :) I try to improve Pat's swimming skills by teaching her what I can't fully do in practice (I'm all about theory). Back to the boat, we leave the beach just to move few meters away still in the Maya Bay. The boat moves in an area crowded with snorkelers which must swim away, another bigger boat is approaching nearby (same kind of our first trip) and I don't envy the poor snorkelers down there. Apparently this is the time and place for our snorkeling too... but a smart guy from eastern Europe, who speaks a perfect american english, points out that this was not a planned snorkeling point. The tour guide says something like we can't change plans now sorry bla bla, the guy insists for the real destination which is not here according to the original plan. We paid for something and get something else, can't escape that..."looking forward for my money back!" We are stopped here, in an area full of medium-sized and big boats with snorkelers who have to watch out for incoming boats. The guy and myself make the tour guide notice that - despite the call for distributing us the masks, the breathing pipes and the life jackets has been done already, none of the tourists on our boat is giving a damn about it and we're still all on the boat. Not a single one has jumped off the boat into this obviously crappy area (exactly the same point as I did in April 2008 by the way, and in a worse condition for the even more boats). The tour guide is friendly defeated and decides to move, changing destination to another bay... pfhew finally. Scrap "The Beach" and Leo Di Caprio, forget about Maya Bay. It's all touristic propaganda now. I can't remember the name now but according to the map, the only place remaining on that island is called Loh Samah Bay. There we stop. The crew give us the goggles and the breathing pipe and we finally have our first snorkeling session, in a much quieter area rather than the (nowadays pointless) Maya Bay. |
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First test of my underwater equipment, that is my smaller camera inserted in this rigid plastic transparent case, with all the buttons replicated outside it. Total mess, I can't see much through my goggles and the light reflections on the case... the fishes are too fast for this half-a-second reaction time of the camera, I don't know how to focus should I use manual focus instead? I end up shooting sort of random. First test: epic fail. Only a handful of barely decent pics, all the rest will be trashed. Anyway, nice for my eyes :) I think Pat had a better experience, not worrying about technical stuff. |
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Back on the boat, we move north towards the bigger Don Island. We first pay a visit at the monkeys at the Yong Kasem Bay (also known as Monkey Beach). |
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One word: bleah! I must admit I'm picky about food, and this self service stuff is not quality food anyway, but I've never been a big fan of Thai food generally for its mixing of sweet and sour, the goddamn koriander which is everywhere, the scary fish oil and the mighty coconut milk which is good per se, but not within a main meal... of course there are quite a few exception to this, but not in this self service. Even the spaghetti with tomato sauce is all sweet... Thailand is sweet in many ways, but please save me from fish or pork dressed with syrups, pineapple, strawberries or whatsoever.... For a diabetic who lately has become less meat-friendly, Thai food is definitely not the right one. During the trip, an australian girl, noticing my camera gear, starts chatting about underwater photos and she shows me her underwater equipment for her dslr camera. Not rigid as my one for the small camera (the rigid one for my bigger 5D is ridiculously expensive), no buttons replicated. Just flexible transparent plastic, 100 AU$ and it keeps the camera sealed underwater. Might give it a thought. | |
Next destination, snorkeling part 2, this time somewhere in open sea. I leave my safety jacket on the boat so I'm less constrained, and this time the scenery looks much better. My previous test and the australian girl gave me some hint on the technique and this time I manage to pick up some decent shot, and videos. That includes some weird, black spiky animals with a single, orange eye in the middle, which moves looking around (maybe it was the mouth, but I like to think it's the eye, at least it looks like that :). |
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Time to head back in Ao Nang, but first we pass by the Bamboo island, and have some rest at the beach there. Trip back, get off the boat satisfied, we head back to the hotel. Walking around at night, I need to buy new sunglasses after I (think I)'ve left my funky rounded John Lennon-style ones on the boat or some island. We have dinner at a pretty good indian restaurant. The waiter recommends us their naan bread, typical indian style flat bread, to eat with the main course instead of the rice. I know that kind of bread, good but we prefer rice. He insists anyway - we'll be served both rice and naan bread. And he was damn right, that bread is really good :) Best naan bread in Thailand. We get back to the hotel's tour agency and we pick up the next tour for tomorrow, and then good night. December 29th Today we'll do an inland tour, in national parks. The tour includes: a cave, 50 minutes of elephant trekking (i.e. riding an elephant), a bath in a hot spring, a bath in the nice looking Emerald Pool and visiting the forest surrounding it. We skipped the elephant part, I was not interested. Also a bit worried about Pat's car sickness, potentially an elephant-sickness in this case. We had to take a ride with a car anyway to get to the first destination, the Le Khaokob cave. We meet our guide guy, very nice, called May (real name Monorecute). Pat takes her anti-sickness pill and sleeps. The trip to reach there lasts about 2 hours. Finally we reach the cave, so we enter it... with a small boat. The cave consists of different areas connected by a river (which is inside the cave as well). We go to each area with the boat and then walk in the areas. | |
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We are impressed by how weird are the shapes of the stalactites/stalagmites, which very often remind some animal or alien monster. I perform the ritual of crouching and letting my head pass between the two rocky legs of an elephant "stuck" in the ceiling, to wish myself luck. What we learned before arriving there was that, when we have to take the boat, the cave's ceiling might become very low, and you have to lay down a bit to avoid bumping your head on it. What we didn't really know, was how much narrow and low it is! The cherry on the cake is the last part which leads you out at the starting point, which is a tunnel called the dragon something because of the shape. It's a 150m long dragon, few cm tall ceiling and few cm larger than the boat (which is continuously bumping the rock at its sides). |
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There are 5 of us on that boat including the guide and the two crew guys, the one behind is holding a torch light and the one in front pushes the boat forward with his hands against the ceiling. We have to completely lay down and stay as flat as we can, and I must keep my head turned on my right to avoid bumping my nose against this rock ceiling which is literally moving at 3-4 cm from my cheek. And this lasts for almost the whole length. In the total darkness, armed with a torch light. If you're claustrophobic, please avoid Le Khaokob cave like hell :) But otherwise it is quite an interesting experience! Pat's voice wasn't the most relaxed I've ever heard... But it was definitely worth for us. Sorry for not providing any photos of this experience, you may understand why. After this morning thrill, which is not a very common touristic destination around here and I understand why, we moved to the hot spring, having lunch before. Country-side thai food, this time I was a bit luckier. Walking the way to the hot spring, I start to get real with one of my "photographic goals" of this trip, that is water flows, taken with tripod and long exposure, so that the water looks smooth, magic and bright. That's how a waterfall/water flow should be photographed. |
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First shots, with a mini plastic tripod (but bigger than the one I used on the boat) that can bear less than half the weight of my camera, but it works. My first good water flow shots. Arrived at the hot spring, Pat lets me know that she can't wear swimming suit, Thai culture... we're not in the westernized beaches of Phi Phi here. She'll have her warm bath fully dressed. The Baan Bang Kram hot spring is a very nice natural spa with water flowing at around 60C degrees, when you enter it's very hot but then your body get used and you can sit down completely. Enjoyed our bath, we get off and I push the patience of my girl and the guide guy making them wait while I try to take some other water flow photos. |
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Next milestone: the Emerald Pool. A natural pool of fresh water in the middle of the forest, with a beautiful emerald color. This time mild water, feels pretty good. We have our bath in there (Pat, again, fully dressed - she lacks only her hat, lipstick and a leather bag...). I decide to dare a bit and I ask May for my big camera (not the underwater one), I want to take photos while staying in the water at my shoulder height. More unusual perspective, and some shots come out pretty good. The ground is sort of slippery but I can make it. |
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| Out of the pool, we walk into the forest - with beautiful color shades surrounding us - to reach a less known "Blue pool" - courtesy of May - and wow! We can't swim in there but that small, blue pool is filled with magic. No people around (except some sort of military guys), sound of the forest, magical colors. |
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Nice cherry on the cake for the whole trip, we head back to the hotel. Say bye to May, leaving each other facebook/email etc. Relax at the swimming pool, and make our selection for the next trip. Dinner at an italian restaurant, we discover another one which might as well be in Italy and have a good reputation. Back to the hotel, we should work to achieve one of our goals: watch Avatar! |
| In English, and in 3D (if you're reading this and watched Avatar in a normal 2D theater.... well, what the f**? still here? Go watching it like it should be!) Browsing the internet, can't find any theater around us which does it. We'll check again tomorrow. December 30th Today, back to the sea! It's time to visit the Koh Hong islands. According to the depliants, it's a bit less suited for snorkeling than Phi Phi but with very nice sightseeings. The boat is smaller, we sit again at the front. And again, I'm set up with my camera shooting "first person" videos of the Andaman Sea and the surrounding islands moving towards you at a fairly high speed. |
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| This trip is not as various as Phi Phi in term of attractions, but it's still good relax and nice sights. We won't find monkeys or snorkeling-only spots, but we just enjoy nice sightseeing from the boat, a relaxing staying on a nice beach in a secondary island, and finally the main island, Koh Hong, where we stop for lunch. |
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The lunch is provided by the tour agency itself and brought from the boat to the beach. And it is, guess what, chicken with green curry = coconut milk = scrap it. I don't touch it, nor I feel like eating hot spicy chicken on a hot sunny beach. I'll just have a fresh, juicy pineapple instead (without fish). |
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We then move to the main bay of the island, another beautiful view almost on par with Maya Bay (not considering the boats). We stay here for a couple of hours enjoying seaside life, I do a bit of snorkeling too. We then move back to the hotel, and again relax at the pool. |
| Dinner at the Osaka Grill restaurant, where the cook/owner cooks the food on a hot metal table right in front of you (pretty common in Osaka actually). The guy looks like Thai but I can see his past history: went to Osaka, learned the job and then back to Thailand to open a food place. The job is not only cooking, it's choreography. It's cook-dancing, the guy makes moves like throwing things up and catching them and so on. You see your own food cooked in that way. It's a show, definitely a place to be in Ao Nang. The rest of the night is spent with big indecisions. We should go inland for national parks again but where? The tours all start early, we are tired and tomorrow need some rest. The idea of kajaking was good, but not tomorrow... if we had one day more, we'd have chosen it for the day after tomorrow. But tomorrow is our last day here, and after three trips in a row, the fourth day (not including day 0) must be more relaxed. We decide to not take a full day trip but decide our destinations one by one instead, to start at mid-morning. It'll cost a bit more, but who cares. December 31st The destinations are the "Tiger Cave Temple" (Wat Tham Seua) and some waterfalls of which I won't remember the name two weeks from now (that is today). A taxi guy picks us up around 10.30 and our customized trip begins. |
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The tiger cave temple is named after a tiger which was living in the cave, now the main hall of this chinese temple's monastery. Beyond that, you have two choices: a shorter stairway leading to another cave with a Buddha statue inside (low ceiling again, but this time you walk), and a longer stairway (1200 steps) which leads you to the top of the hill where there's... something, including a Buddha footprint. We came here without background, the taxi guy doesn't give us much information. We feel a bit lost and lazy. We decide for the shortest route only, I don't want to climb 1200 steps for seeing just a Buddha footprint, with an equivalent of a dead dog in my backpack. |
| The stairway leads us to the side of the hill, where a rocky hall with statues welcome us in a temple which is one of the most peaceful and most harmoniously coexisting with nature I've ever seen. Proceeding, we pass in front the small houses where the monks live. We then enter the cave, another Buddha statue is sitting inside it. Back in the forest, we enjoy its peaceful sound, and we humbly step aside of a ridiculously big tree, on par with the one in Wat Tha Prohm in Angkor if not even bigger. [Once back in Europe, I discovered what is that "something" we missed on the top of the hill (it looks like this, or this). With some regrets... maybe next time.] |
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Back to the temple main hall, we head for our next destination, the forgotten waterfall. The driver recommends us another waterfall though, Huay Tho. Eventually, we decide to redirect there. Arrived at the waterfall, seems to be an almost thai-only touristic destination. Very quiet, only few thai people there. |
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I start walking in the water by the waterfall wearing my swimming suit only and the camera backpack, few thai kids which were having fun and talking/laughing loud in the water stop all at once and start staring at me. Then I look at them, just answer with a smiley "hello!" (meaning somehow "what the f***" but anyway...) then the kids press the play button again and keep having their fun. I shoot videos and take only the few necessary photos, while walking in the water - low this time - on a rocky ground which is either slippery or very sharp. Fortunately no damage to the camera, but possibly some damage at my feet (later on this). |
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Heading back to the hotel, it's evening now. The new year's gala dinner at the hotel (mandatorily included in our bill) is gonna start soon in the outdoor area in front of the main hall and there's a stage set up, meaning some show is gonna happen. But we want to get a massage before, so shower and then we go on the road along the beach where there are a lot of massage centers. We pick up one indoor. All the massageurs but one, are women, and they are all... overweighted, maybe not only of fat. To someone they might look a bit like a roman would say "Mo' te aggiusto io! Segnate i numeri de' ossa che mo' te 'e mischio!" ("Mark your bones with numbers, I'm gonna shuffle them!") but their faces and behaviour are actually very kind and reassuring. It's my first serious massage, and Pat advices my massageur to go easy with me. I'm scared especially about those sudden, hitman-style moves that "fix something" in your neck... eeek! Too many action movies. It wasn't so hard actually, perhaps too easy. Maybe next time I'll just let her do her best. Included in the massage there's a foot-skin softening, that is rubbing the dead skin off the live one. While doing that, the massageur also removes two splinters inside the skin - possibly from the rocky waterfall before. Walking back to the hotel, celebrations and lights are starting on. Shower again, then a phone call to Bangkok's Paragon Imax theater where finally we can find an Avatar 3D in English, that's our nice plan for tomorrow. |
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| So we sit at our table for the gala dinner. There are games involving volunteer guests, and shows which are mostly folk thai dance, performed in all the 4 known styles (northern, northern-east, central, southern Thailand). You can distinguish them especially for the way the female dancers bend their hands and fingers. One game pretty successful consists of tying up one balloon to each leg, and try to burst the others' balloons. The game we decided to play is romantic: we play in couples, everyone blindfolded and trying to make his/her partner eat a banana, in the shortest time possible. We are pretty fast, but somehow eventually we lost. |
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There are also lotteries where the prizes are usually trips like the ones we did, well, fortunately we don't win - we have to leave tomorrow. After a few games and shows, the guests start to flee away from the gala. We last until 11 and then we go to the beach. |
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The practice here is to buy this sort of cylindric paper balloon with a wax ring on the bottom, light up the wax so that the balloon heats up and starts to fly, while you make your wish for the next year. We did it. We came here just at the right time, the sky has started to fill up with dozens, hundreds of those lights, slowly flying towards the sea. Now, that's a new year's eve! What's your plan for the next one? I want to film this stuff. Some fireworks start too. Suddenly, the fireworks get bigger, louder, epic, and we're very close to them, I'm watching them moving my eyes between the camera display and the rest of the sky. Pat tells me it's midnight. I didn't realize that (probably the first time it happens since I am conscious, except one time when I was sick). |
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It's 2010, and it's recorded too :) I realize only now that this was the end of a decade. Back to the hotel, no plans for tomorrow around here, we're gonna leave here early morning. And we have still to pack our bags... it will be a short night. January 1st The plan today is: fly to Bangkok, watch avatar, and take a taxi at the station to go to Salokbat at Pat's parents. Flawless flight, back to Bangkok, we head directly to the big Siam Paragon shopping mall where also our Imax theater is located. This shopping mall is an entire city... we drop our baggage in some place near a supermarket, and we head upstairs. Longing to see Avatar in 3D, my high expectations aren't turned down. We really enjoyed the movie. It is all about immersion in that world. Despite it's not making use any brand new technology, the movie is somehow a new frontier in sci-fi for how the visuals, the 3D used in the best way ever, the world as it is deeply described all give their contribute to a level of immersivity that has very few comparison terms around. With our eyes still full of colors, we go to an indian/thai restaurant. You can guess what's my choice, but Pat's picked up actually a good thai one. It's around 7 pm now and we head to somewhere near the main station, in a sort of shady area where Pat used to take the cab to her hometown when she was living here, and there we go. We arrive at Pat's parents (called Mae-Jim (her) and Po-Chian (him)), who actually must leave tomorrow early morning. Not much time to see them... feel sorry about that. As I arrive, I'm immediately invited to accept some gifts: some 3D pictures of tigers and ancient style paintings. Po-Chian shows me the family photo album he's working on. This time I was not so gift friendly, so I didn't bring much (just a nice bookmark made with a thin metal rope and two stones at the tips, and a gluhwein glass) and I feel a bit... small. Sleep time. January 2nd Wake up, I'm back in the 100% thai life, far from the big cities. Meet Dream again, that's her real name - Pat's little 7 year old cousin, lovely little girl who is already learning English so we manage to communicate a bit. And his elder brother, Disk (that's his real name too..) who is into illusionism. He shows me some trick, he's already skilled with his hands and moves and he looks very promising! Pat wants to make a new year's gift for her grandparents before we go to them. Instead of souvenirs, of which their house is full (I know very well the problem...) she chose for a more useful gift, something she knows they'll make use of: healthy food. That is, a bunch of low fat milk and some sort of "chicken essence". I participate to it. Unfortunately, we're not in a big city here with shopping malls surrounding us, and to find this bio / quality food products we must go... to the shop right next door :) The magic of this area, you really got everything in this 150m street, even a clinic. Then we go visiting the grandparents, living in a house nearby. I feel welcome - more than the first time :) Maybe I am just more relaxed now. A plethora of thai-breed dogs welcome us, three pets start to lick my feet. We have some "fresh" healthy lunch, all fruits and juices. Then we head to the main waterfalls in Kamphaeng Phet province (where Salokbat is located), which are the second biggest waterfalls in Thailand. Dream wants to come with us but her parents claim her to go to a temple, surely not more exciting for her, but they plan to join us later (that won't happen, though). We stop at Pat's school, this time a "touristic" destination only. While walking into a courtyard dominated by a massive tree, she explains me a part of a student life: every day the students must clean the outdoor ground of the school all together. Don't know, but I have a good feeling about this. We in the west tend to forget about this simple stuff, get lazy about it and let some personnel doing it. Different mentality. We're more spoiled. |
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Reached the waterfall of Klong Lan, this is actually way bigger than the previous one. Unfortunately with many people, many of them camping by the river nearby. We enjoy a bit of - now usual - photo-walk-on-rock-sightseeing work, but no bath this time. Good visit, we head back home. |
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We have dinner at the grandparents, this is pure thai home made food (plus an omelette, Pat's speciality :) very healthy. I don't like everything but I can make a fairly good selection of not sweet/fishy/koriandery stuff. January 3rd The plan for this morning is to join all Pat's relatives for celebrating the installation of a new Buddha statue at the temple Wat Kong Pracharach, in the province. The yellowish sitting Buddha statue, about 3 meters tall, has been made possible by donations, from Pat's family and many others. |
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| The temple is in the country side, in the middle of nowhere, it looks pretty much new and it's managed by a very nice monk who speaks fluent english - not a common fact around here. He invites me sitting at his side and we start to talk about the temple, the statue, and ourselves. Then the ceremony starts. The sitting Buddha statue must be lift by a crane and put in this unfinished hall trough the open roof. All the participants to the ceremony are sitting few meters away from the hall, symbolically "helping" the statue's lifting and settling by holding a thin, long, white rope, connected to the statue on one side and "distributed" around all the people. |
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The monks pronounce their speech, and some gongs and drums play alternating each other, while the statue is being lifted by the guests with the thin rope (and symbolically with the crane) and finally put inside the hall. I go inside to attend the final aligmnent of the statue, which I'm told later on will be painted with gold. After the ceremony, we sit for lunch and I have some mini-bananas (a typical product of this area). Later on I'll meet the chief monk again to thank him and say goodbye. |
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We're back home, it's now time to leave for me. I got a flight from the nearest airport - in a town called Phitsanulok - to Bangkok. Not very far from each other, but to go back to Bangkok by bus/taxi would be a pain in the ass today, last sunday of new year's holiday, when half of Thailand
drives back to Bangkok. Pat's parents are back - and they kindly offer to drive me to the airport. Along the way, we can see already queues of cars on the opposite direction, directed to Bangkok. Good luck to the Wongtao family when they'll have to drive back home... Dinner at a self service of genuine thai food in a sort of shopping mall in Phitsanulok, known by Pat's father, the food is not bad. Again, the many choices and a good selection help my picky sense of taste. The dinner is kindly offered by Po-Chian, I think I owe the man something. Finished dinner, I get the chance to replace my small secondary bag I brought over from Frankfurt, which got broken, and buy a new one - pretty minima, for the equivalent of 20 euro. Pretty expensive around here. Funny thing is, later on I discover I won't need it, everything will fit in my big bag, including this brand new small one. Need a black Dunlop shoulder bag for 15 euro? Please contact me. Drive at the airport in a bit of a rush, I shuffle a bit the content of my bags, wear my winter jeans, take the sweater and the leather jacket with me, and so on. Sitting down and checking my camera backpack searching for a pen, I found back my funky rounded John Lennon-style sunglasses. Time to leave now, this sad feeling I'm getting now used to... and Pat's father gives a hug to me. I take the 6th and 7th flight of this holiday, during the latter to Frankfurt I even manage to sleep a few hours on the plane. Frankfurt is exactly as I left it, snow everywhere. Funny memories of summer from just few hours ago! Luciano - 15/1/2010 |
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