Sitting in the Irish bar in Chiangmai, north of Thailand, that is actually called Siam,
Why did anybody decide to call Siam Thailand?
Siam sounds much more exciting to me,
There was a TV series when I was a kid; it was called Anna and the king of Siam,
Yul Brynner was the leading part, and I was fascinated.
Sitting in this bar, where not 5 minutes passing without a waiter with crooked English coming and asking me if I want to order something…
Now I did, a beer, after 3 coffees… Should balance the mood
Coffee is dark, bitter and complainable, beer is happy.
A night and a half in Barcelona was very nice, meeting good friends and reinforcing my decision to not live in a big city.
Especially meeting Elad and Andrea, who were moments away from becoming parents, to yet another miracle of life,
Something I, after already 8 months did not get fully used to.
Then taxi, then plane, then Istanbul…
It sounded like a good idea at the time of booking our tickets.
A day in Istanbul, checking out a new place I’ve never seen before,
When we arrived there, it was pouring rain all the time, and quite complicated to get to the center of town, to eat one nice fish soup and a very good ‘kenafe’.
Then basically straight back to airport.
Our flight was supposed to leave at 01:00 but there was another one earlier which we were hoping to be allowed on.
Talking to the official representative, bared no success, a trained fake smile said that there is nothing he can do for us, and we will have to wait another 7 hours with an 8 month baby in a cold airport…
That was the first time our little Pi went into the picture to save his abba mama!
Checking in our bags, the counter lady fell in love with him, charming little creature when he wants to, and called her superior and made the earlier flight happen for us!
There were about 6 Turkish airline stewardess that took turns in holding Pi and having their picture taken with him.
Arriving in Bangkok,
Those first moments out side of airport, smelling the first smells of an unknown land
Exiting, hot, and new.
Hotel for jet lagging for a few hours, and then out to the street, human jungle!!
Everything happens in Bangkok, all kind of weird humans, so colorful and full of life, fast lane life, a jungle of details.
First thing we ate was mango, but.. a damn spicy mango!!
Linda claimed it is very tasty, and I had to spit it out, spicy mango? Go figure!
Then bouncing from a stall to another we were tasting amazing Thai food, fresh and exotic.
In retrospect we realised that 3 days eating only Thai spicy food is probably what made our little Pi very sick,
High fever, hospital, checks, home, low fever hospital, worry.
When your baby is sick, it is very worrying, especially if it is the first time you deal with it.
Then a bit more relaxed we went for a walk in town, took some pictures.
Linda and Pi were right in front of me, when I felt a strong bite on my leg.
Pinching piercing pain, in an instinct I shook my leg up and down while hitting it with my hand, the first thought was that a rat had bitten me,
But when I looked I realized thers a green snake attached to my leg,
It fell off immediately, and I told Linda IT’S A SNAKE!!
She came and saw it sliding away,
Oh my god!!
Is this my end???
Should Linda suck the poison out?
No, that might be dangerous for her..!
Should I run to hospital, but running might speed up the process,
Should I tie a belt to stop the blood…
We asked some locals for help or advise and all they could do is say ohh..wow.. Clinic.. Hospital,
None of them was of any help; one nice woman walked with us to the clinic and used her phone to call her husband or friend and not the ambulance,
Honestly… I think I was kind of cool about it,
I have this thing, I can be stressed many times, but when a seriously stressing moment comes, I totally calm down, I keep it cool, as I know from experience that panic is the worst thing to have when you are facing an emergency situation.
I even made some jokes, when we were walking I started making sounds as if I’m choking, Linda said its not funny but I disagree 🙂
Hospital was another Thai style joke,
Basically they said they need to keep me there to make sure I have no poisoning effects, in other words to see that I’m not dying there and then, they said they can only treat symptoms of poisoning and can not give me antidote as they don’t know which snake it was,
I already figured I’m not checking out of this trip that day.
And then made a Facebook post, that got a lot of attention and comments,
So much attention you get when you are ‘about to die’
Your own funeral must be the nicest event in your life…
Crouches for a few days, strange kind of pain, sometimes burning, sometimes feels like the leg is broken, very painful to move the leg, but actually only moving the leg relives the pain…
Linda super woman took the right decision to get the fuck outta Bangkok a.s.a.p.!
A day on the train was already refreshing, I love trains, it’s contains a lot of movement, and you can smoke!
Was sitting in together with the driver big parts of the road, fun!!
Pi was sleeping most of the way, which was very kind of him!
Funny thing is, after a arriving in Bangkok, our little Pi started having anger expressions!!
It’s funnier then anything else, but before Bangkok he was mostly smiling happy and sometime crying for this or another need.
But in Bangkok, he started being angry!!
Very angry sometimes, we googled it, and found out that at 8 months babies realize the world is not under their control and that can piss them off very much!
If you tear him away from anything he is doing, he gets very angry!
The world is not in your control my baby… I’m still dealing with trying to accept this at the age of 40… hope it takes you less…
Temples, prostitution, and money, are the 3 dominant things that I see here,
Amazing beautiful temples with incredible attention to details, very impressive.
Walking around with Linda and Pi, all is decent and cool,
Walking 10 meter behind Pi and Linda… getting offers, which make me blush.
Quite aggressive as well, holding my hand out in the street, grabbing me, need to shake them off.
Apologies in advance, but it seems that money is the highest value for the people I meet in the street, it’s not even ceremonial as it is in India, with a tea and some personal questions, whatever you order in any restaurant the waiter will be standing beside you looking at your purse and waiting for you to pay,
You don’t eat and then pay, you order pay and then eat, and when you open your purse a trained eye is trying to count how much you have in it.
Thai are the Jewish of the east 🙂
Prostitution is so popular, it made me wonder, as they actually don’t seem to be so poor, almost no homeless people, streets are being cleaned all the time,
Doesn’t really feel like for example the poor Africa I met,
But yet, for girls to sell their souls and bodies to foreigners, is very much acceptable and ok.
Walking around you see so many creepy old European man, with young Thai girls.
I overheard an Israeli guy saying to a girl, ‘if you really want you could change it all’
I think it’s ignorance and arrogant to say this,
We in the west, we are the lucky ones, we are being fed with this logo of ‘if you want… you can’
That guy has absolutely no idea of the limited range of options a Thai girl from the jungles has in her life,
It just might be that for her, selling her body means she has a job!
Means she can provide for a family, that someone is appreciating her, and wants something she has, and is even wiling to pay for that.
Who am I to judge?