2011. You were good to me. You gave me plenty of good memories, offered me challenges, filled my life with laughter and joy. You did well, 2011, and I thank you for that.
The year 2011 was filled with work. I began it with a marathon 24/7 on duty service, celebrating the very begin of it by answering to the phone calls of troubled Finnish citizen in Thailand. Suited the begin of the year well, I probably spent the best part of the year by working as a consular officer for the Finnish embassy in Bangkok. It was a demanding job but I enjoyed the challenges. Thanks to some very great colleagues, coming to work in the mornings was mostly a pleasure.
Still, it was the life outside of work that made my life in Bangkok so lovely. I loved my life in Bangkok, I loved Bangkok. I can't ever remember not being happy about being in Bangkok, in the city where life is lived on the streets, every moment filled with new sights, smells, joys and wonders. I felt so alive, every moment in Bangkok.
There was my pineapple man, cutting the perfect pineapples to perfect pieces for me to enjoy. Smiling that perfect smile of his. The som tum boy, preparing my portion just the way I love it, knowing I want the tasty sticky rice, always smiling with his entire face. Every lunch hour was an excitement thanks to the veggie stall with it's mussaman curry and other delicacies, it's staff knowing I want my dishes hot (I think they had that microwave just for me). My mouth is watering when I think of sticky rice with mango...
After all that eating, I was grateful for California wow which became like a second home to me. Noom's spinnings on Wednesdays being the highlight of the week! Spinning just isn't the same elsewhere (sure I still do it). Never before (or after) has it mattered to me who the instructor of the course is - but in California wow I had my favorites and stuck to their schedules. Sundays were my day off from California wow - because Sundays were reserved for playing Badminton. In a hall, which was so hot that we would go outside to cool down.
Yes, 2011 was a year of sports. I started playing tennis again (I had missed wearing a tennis skort!). It was a year for diving as well. I finished a wreck specialist course, then became a rescue diver. I explored the wrecks near Pattaya with the guys from Mermaids dive school, who were so great that I could almost forget the fact that I had to travel to P...P...Pattaya for this fun. I spent some lovely holidays too, diving in various sites in Thailand, Malaysia and later in the Philippines. I had booked a trip to Bali as well, but had to give up on that since just before the planned trip I made the move from Bangkok to Manila.
It was a year of some lovely traveling, even when not diving. Cambodia was an especially great experience, Malaysia and Singapore interesting as well. I had a great time in Germany and Finland in the spring, visiting friends and family. Always missed, always loved. No matter the physical distance. But I wasn't always the one traveling, the one visiting. It was great to have my brother and his wife and mother-in-law in my beloved Bangkok, showing them around. It makes a difference, when I can share my life with loved ones. Therefore I am grateful for all the friends and family members who came over to see and experience my everyday life.
A lot can change in a year, 2011 making no exceptions. One good friend got married, another one became a mother. I did what I seem to do pretty much every year - move, get a new job. Before that, I achieved my goal in learning Thai - I learned to read well enough to understand where the buses are going (the buses long gone once I had understood what I read, that's how slow I am, but nonetheless). I also went from being 20 something to beginning the 30 something years. 2011 gave me many new friends, and deepened old ones. With one there being this realization that we must be Thai-Finnish twin sisters, for our connection is something special.
It was a year of big feelings. It was filled with some terrible natural catastrophes, of which some I experienced close by, earning the nick name "crisis spotter". Catastrophes and crisis followed each other, spreading around the world. Some meaning a hope for a better future, like in some Arab countries. It was also a year of big losses, some countries losing their beloved heros, one losing a less heroic leader. The financial crisis brought changes also to Finnish politics, some of which I'm not at all happy with. I hope in the future people learn to think less short-sighed in what's good for them and realize in a bigger context what's for the best for all of us.
At least during the uncertain times, the Finnish Lions finally, after a long long wait, won the World Championship in Ice Hockey. Big feelings, that will carry on among the Finns, in a way a non-Finn can hardly understand. It is good for everyone to have something in life, where one can safely channel all different feelings to. Frustrations and anger, and through that gain great excitements.
It was a year of big feelings to me. living and loving. Leaving my life in Bangkok behind was not easy but I did it and have already experienced a lot in my new home country the Philippines. Big changes, big feelings and that's what makes life worth living.
All in all, it was a great year due to the people. I love my family, already a lot and everyday still a bit more. And my friends. With people like my friends around, the world seems a pretty awesome place. There is a place in my heart for each one of them, no matter where in the world they are. But the ones in Bangkok, they truly made the year 2011 a spectacular one. They were there to smile with, to laugh with, to kid around, to get drunk, not forgetting sports - and to eat until we felt like exploding - and still continuing with the deserts. They were there to share life with, in all its aspects, when you feel low or are bursting with happiness. Friends.
2011 offered me big feelings, and I was happy to feel them. Most of 2011 I lived and loved in Bangkok, now it's time to wrap it up in Manila. I continue to live and continue to love, everything and anything that life brings in front of me. It's time to say thank you to 2011, you were good to me. I'm ready for 2012!
perjantai 30. joulukuuta 2011
tiistai 20. joulukuuta 2011
Something on My Mind
There is something on my mind. Actually a lot, pretty much all the time.
Things, thoughts, feelings. Yes, even feelings. Technically I'm not sure if that's the right way to put it as I guess feelings are supposed to be something one, well, feels. But for me feelings are something very holistic, present in my body and in my heart and my mind. Present. I sense them, I feel them and I think them. Sometimes analyzing but often letting them be, letting them be felt.
I'm used to thinking of myself as a rational person. I want to get a grip on things, I feel a need to understand everything. I don't let emotions rule.
I do let my emotions free, though, no mistakes there. I mean, I tend to cry when the Finnish ice-hockey team loses a game. I weep when they lose in the finals (has happened often). Mind you, over the years I've broken several pieces of furniture over the course of an ice-hockey game.
And it's not only about ice-hockey. No, baby I was born this way. In my childhood I said goodbye to our house when I left it for longer than a day. I kept hugging my favorite tree in order to prevent it from being cut down (well, it was cut down later when I was at school, believing it was already agreed to be saved). Oh, and I wrote a goodbye note, saying how sorry I was and how much I had loved them and that I would never forget them - to a pair of old socks I had to throw away. Green, knitted, pretty pair of socks. I kept my promise, I have never forgotten them.
Since then, in between and after all those events I could find a couple of more examples of me being emotional. Yet on the other hand, I tend to look at the emotional moments and the feelings quite rationally. I regard them as an elixir of my life. My reason to live.
Feelings and emotions, they make life worth living. I go easily from one extreme to another, feeling, observing, analyzing - living, at the same time. I'm addicted to new feelings. Maybe that's why I feel this urge to keep moving (rather literally). In this world, there is always something going on. And what's going on is interesting to me. I value everything new I can learn, what I see, touch, smell. The world is a never ending source of wonders.
What I'm trying to do is to stay open. For whatever happens, for whatever the world has to offer. When I can keep my heart, my mind and soul open, I can feel something bubbling inside me. There is no one word to describe it but ´happiness´comes close. I observe, I feel, I sense, I treasure, I think - I live.
Things, thoughts, feelings. Yes, even feelings. Technically I'm not sure if that's the right way to put it as I guess feelings are supposed to be something one, well, feels. But for me feelings are something very holistic, present in my body and in my heart and my mind. Present. I sense them, I feel them and I think them. Sometimes analyzing but often letting them be, letting them be felt.
I'm used to thinking of myself as a rational person. I want to get a grip on things, I feel a need to understand everything. I don't let emotions rule.
I do let my emotions free, though, no mistakes there. I mean, I tend to cry when the Finnish ice-hockey team loses a game. I weep when they lose in the finals (has happened often). Mind you, over the years I've broken several pieces of furniture over the course of an ice-hockey game.
And it's not only about ice-hockey. No, baby I was born this way. In my childhood I said goodbye to our house when I left it for longer than a day. I kept hugging my favorite tree in order to prevent it from being cut down (well, it was cut down later when I was at school, believing it was already agreed to be saved). Oh, and I wrote a goodbye note, saying how sorry I was and how much I had loved them and that I would never forget them - to a pair of old socks I had to throw away. Green, knitted, pretty pair of socks. I kept my promise, I have never forgotten them.
Since then, in between and after all those events I could find a couple of more examples of me being emotional. Yet on the other hand, I tend to look at the emotional moments and the feelings quite rationally. I regard them as an elixir of my life. My reason to live.
Feelings and emotions, they make life worth living. I go easily from one extreme to another, feeling, observing, analyzing - living, at the same time. I'm addicted to new feelings. Maybe that's why I feel this urge to keep moving (rather literally). In this world, there is always something going on. And what's going on is interesting to me. I value everything new I can learn, what I see, touch, smell. The world is a never ending source of wonders.
What I'm trying to do is to stay open. For whatever happens, for whatever the world has to offer. When I can keep my heart, my mind and soul open, I can feel something bubbling inside me. There is no one word to describe it but ´happiness´comes close. I observe, I feel, I sense, I treasure, I think - I live.
lauantai 10. joulukuuta 2011
Everything Is Better In Bangkok?
I have now been living in Manila, the Philippines for a month. It's been a busy and interesting month which I've divided between work, making friends and establishing routines. Mostly it feels as if I'd been here for much longer.
Maybe I have. Before me moving from Bangkok to Manila had been made official, during one class my Thai teacher showed me a test online where it can be checked who you were in your previous life. If the test is any reliable, I've returned to my previous home country. I used to be a powerful and rich Filipino in the past. Male - which surprises me even less.
Perhaps it's thanks to my previous life that I've adjusted quickly to living in Manila. But can it explain why there is this one phrase that is stuck inside my head? It is meant as no offense to Manila, even less so for the Philippines but feels more like a mere notion. Everything is better in Bangkok.
I have met great people, made friends, enjoy the new challenges at work, am living a comfortable and interesting life in Manila. I can't really complain about anything, feel no need to say or think anything negative about Manila. Life is good, I'm happy, enjoying the experience. But I don't need time to golden my memories regarding Bangkok.
My first notion in Manila was that it seems so empty and quiet. There are no people or food stalls on the sidewalks. People sit calmly in the cars. Traffic jams offer familiar sights and honking of horns is almost music to my ears - but where are the mopotaxis? Non-existing, here the only option is to wait or walk.
The first proper cultural shock I experienced when I was searching for a pineapple man. Not only that I had to look for one but that I didn't find any! There was one guy selling raw mangos but that's it, no other fruits are available on the streets. The weekend markets and grocery stores sell fruits but get this - you've got to peel and cut the fruits yourself! And this in a country that employes people to open doors everywhere, serve you put shoes on in a store and lift your shopping bag on your shoulders. One doesn't really have to do anything here on one's own - other than peel the fruits.
The problem with fruits is all the more relevant because the food here is eatable at its best. Of course I knew everything is going to be a downgrade after Bangkok but the one thing I can find nothing positive to say about in Manila is food. Soaked in oil, lacking in taste (don't even dream of chilies), overpriced. The impact of the States here is apparent in many things but especially in the Filipino diet. There is no corner without a fast food restaurant but ever heard of healthy food? Veggies? The missing fruit service bottom lines my misery.
But since I had no expectations, I will forgive that. And since it seems to rain, like, all the time (everything is better in Bangkok) no one would stay outside selling fruits anyways - even in Bangkok not. And my colleague has stuffed the freezer at the office with Finnish rye bread so who am I to complain about anything?
Blame the holiday season? Whereas Thailand celebrates every and any ever invented holiday with a thrilling intensity, except for Christmas, the Philippines seem to concentrate mainly on Christmas. I remain hopeful that the never-ending playing of Christmas carols will not be never-ending and that the excessive decorations (States, even you can't compete) will be taken down sometime. Christmas would seem appropriate for Thais, as Buddhists love peace and quiet. But the catholic Philippines has taken the holiday to a new level. Never could I even have imagined how many different versions of Jingle Bells it is possible to make (nor would I have cared to find out). Have to admit though, it's puts a smile to my face to see Santa Claus wannabes and reindeer and sleigh decorations in the +30 C heat. Still, and this might be just me, the Christmas spirit avoids me.
I've understood that the charisma that Metro Manila lacks can be found elsewhere in the city and country. So far I haven't had the time to go explore the country (but very much look forward to) and have been lacking the courage needed for the adventures the remoter parts of Manila could and would offer. That will later make another story.
Interesting, how a city itself can evoke emotions and at its best give thrills and joys. I never got bored with Bangkok, never stopped admiring it's little wonders. Same with Berlin before that. And Leipzig, San Antonio and Turku. Same same but different. Not only the people and experiences but the cities were something special. Perhaps it's easier to fall in love with a new, exotic place that has the scents of an adventure in the air. Nothing new gets taken as granted, unlike places born into. Perhaps before born in Pori I was born in Manila. And therefore in all their familiarity they don't make my heart beat faster?
I love Bangkok, just the way it is. The heat and humidity, the smells and noises, the crowded streets, it's polluted but honest air of being what it is, sincere and genuine. I've saved the memories in a special place in my heart. Now it's time to give Manila and Philippines their chance!
Maybe I have. Before me moving from Bangkok to Manila had been made official, during one class my Thai teacher showed me a test online where it can be checked who you were in your previous life. If the test is any reliable, I've returned to my previous home country. I used to be a powerful and rich Filipino in the past. Male - which surprises me even less.
Perhaps it's thanks to my previous life that I've adjusted quickly to living in Manila. But can it explain why there is this one phrase that is stuck inside my head? It is meant as no offense to Manila, even less so for the Philippines but feels more like a mere notion. Everything is better in Bangkok.
I have met great people, made friends, enjoy the new challenges at work, am living a comfortable and interesting life in Manila. I can't really complain about anything, feel no need to say or think anything negative about Manila. Life is good, I'm happy, enjoying the experience. But I don't need time to golden my memories regarding Bangkok.
My first notion in Manila was that it seems so empty and quiet. There are no people or food stalls on the sidewalks. People sit calmly in the cars. Traffic jams offer familiar sights and honking of horns is almost music to my ears - but where are the mopotaxis? Non-existing, here the only option is to wait or walk.
The first proper cultural shock I experienced when I was searching for a pineapple man. Not only that I had to look for one but that I didn't find any! There was one guy selling raw mangos but that's it, no other fruits are available on the streets. The weekend markets and grocery stores sell fruits but get this - you've got to peel and cut the fruits yourself! And this in a country that employes people to open doors everywhere, serve you put shoes on in a store and lift your shopping bag on your shoulders. One doesn't really have to do anything here on one's own - other than peel the fruits.
The problem with fruits is all the more relevant because the food here is eatable at its best. Of course I knew everything is going to be a downgrade after Bangkok but the one thing I can find nothing positive to say about in Manila is food. Soaked in oil, lacking in taste (don't even dream of chilies), overpriced. The impact of the States here is apparent in many things but especially in the Filipino diet. There is no corner without a fast food restaurant but ever heard of healthy food? Veggies? The missing fruit service bottom lines my misery.
But since I had no expectations, I will forgive that. And since it seems to rain, like, all the time (everything is better in Bangkok) no one would stay outside selling fruits anyways - even in Bangkok not. And my colleague has stuffed the freezer at the office with Finnish rye bread so who am I to complain about anything?
Blame the holiday season? Whereas Thailand celebrates every and any ever invented holiday with a thrilling intensity, except for Christmas, the Philippines seem to concentrate mainly on Christmas. I remain hopeful that the never-ending playing of Christmas carols will not be never-ending and that the excessive decorations (States, even you can't compete) will be taken down sometime. Christmas would seem appropriate for Thais, as Buddhists love peace and quiet. But the catholic Philippines has taken the holiday to a new level. Never could I even have imagined how many different versions of Jingle Bells it is possible to make (nor would I have cared to find out). Have to admit though, it's puts a smile to my face to see Santa Claus wannabes and reindeer and sleigh decorations in the +30 C heat. Still, and this might be just me, the Christmas spirit avoids me.
I've understood that the charisma that Metro Manila lacks can be found elsewhere in the city and country. So far I haven't had the time to go explore the country (but very much look forward to) and have been lacking the courage needed for the adventures the remoter parts of Manila could and would offer. That will later make another story.
Interesting, how a city itself can evoke emotions and at its best give thrills and joys. I never got bored with Bangkok, never stopped admiring it's little wonders. Same with Berlin before that. And Leipzig, San Antonio and Turku. Same same but different. Not only the people and experiences but the cities were something special. Perhaps it's easier to fall in love with a new, exotic place that has the scents of an adventure in the air. Nothing new gets taken as granted, unlike places born into. Perhaps before born in Pori I was born in Manila. And therefore in all their familiarity they don't make my heart beat faster?
I love Bangkok, just the way it is. The heat and humidity, the smells and noises, the crowded streets, it's polluted but honest air of being what it is, sincere and genuine. I've saved the memories in a special place in my heart. Now it's time to give Manila and Philippines their chance!
tiistai 30. elokuuta 2011
Everyday Life
There is something very endearing about the everyday life. Something very comforting in knowing what time to get up, what to eat for breakfast, which bus to take to work, which hobbies to go to after work, what to order for dinner and what time to get home, ready to go to bed. Ready for the next day quite like this one.
In a normal, typical everyday life little will change. Of course we eat different dishes and have different hobbies to go to but still. There is a pattern and it's comforting. We might make decisions between ordering a latte instead of a cappuccino but we still know what we are getting.
Everyday life is a comfort zone with reduced stress factors. It gives a secured feeling to know which bus to hop on to, how much the ride costs and where to get off. A friendly nod from a security guy downstairs assures you this day will be beginning just as well as all the others. How pleasant to get your morning coffee at the cafe without needing to place an order, fruit vendor knowing which fruits to pack for you.
I always use the same locker at the gym. There are several mopotaxi drivers who know my address. In my regular lunch place the waitress knows to heat up my food and what I want to drink. Once a week I go to get a portion of spicy papaya salad, som tum, and the guy knows how many chillies I like in it. In the everyday life my biggest worry and wonder is where my favorite pineapple man will be located at on that day. There are 2 options.
I love the wonders of the everyday life. Comforting and pleasant, to know the way the world works. No decisions, no anxieties, no changes. Everything is as it's supposed to be.
Establishing an everyday life is like a game. You have to choose your position and the goal. You have to get to know your co-players and challenges. Learn the rules. Be prepared for obstacles and stay focused. Keep your mind open and enjoy the journey.
There are two kinds of winners in this game. Ones who choose to keep playing the game and it's sequences, others wanting to begin an entirely new game. Only losers claim game over.
The everyday life can be a great joy, establishing an everyday life a great adventure!
In a normal, typical everyday life little will change. Of course we eat different dishes and have different hobbies to go to but still. There is a pattern and it's comforting. We might make decisions between ordering a latte instead of a cappuccino but we still know what we are getting.
Everyday life is a comfort zone with reduced stress factors. It gives a secured feeling to know which bus to hop on to, how much the ride costs and where to get off. A friendly nod from a security guy downstairs assures you this day will be beginning just as well as all the others. How pleasant to get your morning coffee at the cafe without needing to place an order, fruit vendor knowing which fruits to pack for you.
I always use the same locker at the gym. There are several mopotaxi drivers who know my address. In my regular lunch place the waitress knows to heat up my food and what I want to drink. Once a week I go to get a portion of spicy papaya salad, som tum, and the guy knows how many chillies I like in it. In the everyday life my biggest worry and wonder is where my favorite pineapple man will be located at on that day. There are 2 options.
I love the wonders of the everyday life. Comforting and pleasant, to know the way the world works. No decisions, no anxieties, no changes. Everything is as it's supposed to be.
Establishing an everyday life is like a game. You have to choose your position and the goal. You have to get to know your co-players and challenges. Learn the rules. Be prepared for obstacles and stay focused. Keep your mind open and enjoy the journey.
There are two kinds of winners in this game. Ones who choose to keep playing the game and it's sequences, others wanting to begin an entirely new game. Only losers claim game over.
The everyday life can be a great joy, establishing an everyday life a great adventure!
lauantai 30. heinäkuuta 2011
Chiang Mai
Thailand is full of great and very different "weekend-get-a-way" destinations. Last weekend I checked one famous one, Thailand's second biggest city, Chiang Mai. I ended up having a thrilling weekend and a blast - and that's without going diving!
Chiang Mai is an old city in the northern part of the country, not far away from the borders of Myanmar and Laos. Surrounded by mountains and forests, built up along a river, the old city center bordered by a canal Chiang Mai seems much smaller than it actually is. Despite the historical views and warm atmosphere, it has the same things to offer than any city. Including girls on sale, unfortunately.
Best thing in the city was the quietness and relaxed atmosphere. In the old city center there seemed to be an eternal siesta going on. I instantly felt as at home in the many small and comfortable street cafes that offered delicious smoothies and plenty of vegetarian delicacies to eat. Lovely, lovely!
One of the biggest surprises were the temples. There being so many around it's easy to get bored and start feeling as if you had seen everything already. Not in Chiang Mai. The temples we visited were all very different, very unique in color and style and therefore very interesting. Especially when mixing Buddhism, Hindu and Chinese in the decorations.
To balance the quietness of the old town, the chilling in the swimming pool or in the cafes and the exploration of the temples, my holiday wouldn't be perfect without some activities. Often I go underwater, but this time we were to seek adventures up on the trees! A canopy adventure in the mountainous forests offered 2 hours of spectacular fun - my cheeks were hurting of all the laughing long afterwards. Amazing fun! The longest cable was about 130 meters, the deepest straight-down-drop from 40 meters. Thrill, blast, pure fun!
Long holidays are great but short breaks to the routines can freshen up life as well. Mini-holidays are on offer for just about any weekend. Whether a day tour or lasting for a couple of days, the weekend feels much longer and well used. I know I'll keep mini-holidaying as often as possible.
Chiang Mai is an old city in the northern part of the country, not far away from the borders of Myanmar and Laos. Surrounded by mountains and forests, built up along a river, the old city center bordered by a canal Chiang Mai seems much smaller than it actually is. Despite the historical views and warm atmosphere, it has the same things to offer than any city. Including girls on sale, unfortunately.
Best thing in the city was the quietness and relaxed atmosphere. In the old city center there seemed to be an eternal siesta going on. I instantly felt as at home in the many small and comfortable street cafes that offered delicious smoothies and plenty of vegetarian delicacies to eat. Lovely, lovely!
One of the biggest surprises were the temples. There being so many around it's easy to get bored and start feeling as if you had seen everything already. Not in Chiang Mai. The temples we visited were all very different, very unique in color and style and therefore very interesting. Especially when mixing Buddhism, Hindu and Chinese in the decorations.
To balance the quietness of the old town, the chilling in the swimming pool or in the cafes and the exploration of the temples, my holiday wouldn't be perfect without some activities. Often I go underwater, but this time we were to seek adventures up on the trees! A canopy adventure in the mountainous forests offered 2 hours of spectacular fun - my cheeks were hurting of all the laughing long afterwards. Amazing fun! The longest cable was about 130 meters, the deepest straight-down-drop from 40 meters. Thrill, blast, pure fun!
Long holidays are great but short breaks to the routines can freshen up life as well. Mini-holidays are on offer for just about any weekend. Whether a day tour or lasting for a couple of days, the weekend feels much longer and well used. I know I'll keep mini-holidaying as often as possible.
perjantai 15. heinäkuuta 2011
Live and Let Pamper
Haven't we all sometimes wondered how it would be to be ultra rich, live in a castle and have servants working to fulfill your every wish and dream? Wondered, how it would be to have everything served to you on a silver plate never having to worry about anything. To be pampered 24/7.
I dare say we all have. Wondered, that is, which should not be mixed with dreamed of. That kind of ultimate wealth comes with a bunch of security issues and lack of privacy and free will. But even if we don't want to go to the extremes with the luxuries, even if we do want to keep hold on our own lives, even if we do want to stay free and independent - a little pampering doesn't hurt, right?
I have had my share of that.
An apartment with a kitchen was something I had to have - and how many times have I cooked in the kitchen within the past 16 months? Twice. Pasta with tomato sauce. No masterpieces in the history of kitchen arts I admit, although in the second try I thru in some chunks of tofu. That was over a year ago. And no, I'm not on a very strange and strict diet. I eat out. Delicious food anywhere, cheap prices, cozy atmosphere...downsides? Can't think of any.
When I'm too lazy or busy to walk, I'll wave my hand a little and jump in the taxi or on the mopotaxi. If a button is loose on my shirt or the seam is coming apart, it will be fixed by a woman with a sewing machine in 5 minutes - just around the corner (doesn't matter where you are located at the given moment). Can you have someone clean your apartment and do the ironing for you - yes, obviously!
The rooftop bars up in 60th floors offer cocktails in a beautiful sunset year round. Diving is an option for each weekend - as would be a trip to Hanoi or Singapore or Chiang mai (done, done, doing next weekend). Tired feet can always be refreshed with a one-hour foot massage.
Living in Thailand can be pretty damn nice. Through my travels, I have learned to appreciate this land of smiles and it's affordable luxuries even more. As to the latest, in Kuala Lumpur I could only afford one foot massage since the price was four times as high as in Bangkok. In Singapore having one wasn't even an option. In Tioman, for the first time in my diving life I got cold during a dive - the water at the bottom was 27C. I did 4 dives, saw turtles on two, one shark and beautiful corals - and still felt somewhat disappointed. I also missed the roti and fresh fruit juice vendors on the streets, something all the Thai islands have in common. And, this part is embarrassing to admit, I skipped my daily fruit portion 'cause no fruits were sold readily peeled and cut to pieces...
Being pampered, I realize, can come scary close to being spoiled.
But by using the services and buying the products directly from the people I support their means of living and therefore the economy of the country. It's a win-win situation. Letting myself to be pampered a little doesn't harm anyone, more the opposite. Happy people spread happiness around. And I still know how to use a vacuum cleaner and I do my own laundry - but having a cleaning lady do a proper clean up in my apartment when I'm on holiday is something irresistible!
I dare say we all have. Wondered, that is, which should not be mixed with dreamed of. That kind of ultimate wealth comes with a bunch of security issues and lack of privacy and free will. But even if we don't want to go to the extremes with the luxuries, even if we do want to keep hold on our own lives, even if we do want to stay free and independent - a little pampering doesn't hurt, right?
I have had my share of that.
An apartment with a kitchen was something I had to have - and how many times have I cooked in the kitchen within the past 16 months? Twice. Pasta with tomato sauce. No masterpieces in the history of kitchen arts I admit, although in the second try I thru in some chunks of tofu. That was over a year ago. And no, I'm not on a very strange and strict diet. I eat out. Delicious food anywhere, cheap prices, cozy atmosphere...downsides? Can't think of any.
When I'm too lazy or busy to walk, I'll wave my hand a little and jump in the taxi or on the mopotaxi. If a button is loose on my shirt or the seam is coming apart, it will be fixed by a woman with a sewing machine in 5 minutes - just around the corner (doesn't matter where you are located at the given moment). Can you have someone clean your apartment and do the ironing for you - yes, obviously!
The rooftop bars up in 60th floors offer cocktails in a beautiful sunset year round. Diving is an option for each weekend - as would be a trip to Hanoi or Singapore or Chiang mai (done, done, doing next weekend). Tired feet can always be refreshed with a one-hour foot massage.
Living in Thailand can be pretty damn nice. Through my travels, I have learned to appreciate this land of smiles and it's affordable luxuries even more. As to the latest, in Kuala Lumpur I could only afford one foot massage since the price was four times as high as in Bangkok. In Singapore having one wasn't even an option. In Tioman, for the first time in my diving life I got cold during a dive - the water at the bottom was 27C. I did 4 dives, saw turtles on two, one shark and beautiful corals - and still felt somewhat disappointed. I also missed the roti and fresh fruit juice vendors on the streets, something all the Thai islands have in common. And, this part is embarrassing to admit, I skipped my daily fruit portion 'cause no fruits were sold readily peeled and cut to pieces...
Being pampered, I realize, can come scary close to being spoiled.
But by using the services and buying the products directly from the people I support their means of living and therefore the economy of the country. It's a win-win situation. Letting myself to be pampered a little doesn't harm anyone, more the opposite. Happy people spread happiness around. And I still know how to use a vacuum cleaner and I do my own laundry - but having a cleaning lady do a proper clean up in my apartment when I'm on holiday is something irresistible!
lauantai 18. kesäkuuta 2011
Some Like It Hot
Thailand can be praised for many things and one always mentioned is Thai food. Based on fresh ingredients, gaining flavor from a variety of herbs and spices, Thai food is loved by foreigners and locals alike. There is a reason why Thai food has gained such popularity world wide.
Food in Thailand is a national pride. In a good way, it's a national obsession. Mediocrity is not tolerated, the flavors have to be just right. Surely there are different preferences in tastes but Thai food is never bad, rarely even "just ok". On a regular basis the food is delicious - at it's best the mixtures of fresh veggies, herbs and spices are a match made in heaven.
Although chilies and garlic form a basis for many Thai dishes, there are always heavenly options for those too who are less fanatic of spicy food. Lemongrass, ginger, galangal, kaffir lime leaves, mint, lime and a long list of other less well known (at least to me) spices guarantee a smile on the diner's face. Even I enjoy less spicy-hot dishes although I'm quite addicted to chilies...and love to pour some on top of almost any dish I eat.
To a vegetarian like me there is one major problem in the Thai food scene. The fish sauce. Almost every dish is either based on or dipped in fish sauce. My solution to the problem was to ignore it, adapt the typical Thai "May pen rai, it doesn't matter" attitude. Luckily, thanks to a friend who is allergic to fish and to whom the problem therefore is unavoidable, I have found other options for a change. This weekend I attended a Thai cooking course in a vegetarian restaurant, learning to make 10 delicious Thai vegan dishes! Fish and oyster sauce can apparently well be replaced by mushroom and soy sauce.
There are other curiosities in the lack of vegetarian / vegan food in Thailand. Like the use of tofu. It's widely available and used in many dishes - along with pork. To this day I haven't understood why so many restaurants offer a variety of pork dishes including tofu but have no proper list for vegetarians. Don't get me wrong, there are always dishes they can make without meat but it's the wasting of this high potential of creative use of tofu for vegetarians that frustrates me. But even then, I'm mostly more than satisfied with the vegetarian fried rice (topped with chilis) or with the fried vegetables alone. And morning glory... I don't ever stop wondering how they can make simple vegetables so simple and so tasty!
Food is on offer everywhere. If you have to walk 10 meters without walking past a restaurant or a street food vendor, that's a miracle. Thais are obsessed with food and it shows. Finding a good place to dine is not difficult, finding a bad one would be (if looking for one, try one specialized in Western dishes). The quality of Thai food remains high everywhere for the sole reason that the Thai customers would never be satisfied with anything less than fresh, great and delicious. There is much talk about food and the Thais know what they are talking about.
Food in Thailand is a national pride. In a good way, it's a national obsession. Mediocrity is not tolerated, the flavors have to be just right. Surely there are different preferences in tastes but Thai food is never bad, rarely even "just ok". On a regular basis the food is delicious - at it's best the mixtures of fresh veggies, herbs and spices are a match made in heaven.
Although chilies and garlic form a basis for many Thai dishes, there are always heavenly options for those too who are less fanatic of spicy food. Lemongrass, ginger, galangal, kaffir lime leaves, mint, lime and a long list of other less well known (at least to me) spices guarantee a smile on the diner's face. Even I enjoy less spicy-hot dishes although I'm quite addicted to chilies...and love to pour some on top of almost any dish I eat.
To a vegetarian like me there is one major problem in the Thai food scene. The fish sauce. Almost every dish is either based on or dipped in fish sauce. My solution to the problem was to ignore it, adapt the typical Thai "May pen rai, it doesn't matter" attitude. Luckily, thanks to a friend who is allergic to fish and to whom the problem therefore is unavoidable, I have found other options for a change. This weekend I attended a Thai cooking course in a vegetarian restaurant, learning to make 10 delicious Thai vegan dishes! Fish and oyster sauce can apparently well be replaced by mushroom and soy sauce.
There are other curiosities in the lack of vegetarian / vegan food in Thailand. Like the use of tofu. It's widely available and used in many dishes - along with pork. To this day I haven't understood why so many restaurants offer a variety of pork dishes including tofu but have no proper list for vegetarians. Don't get me wrong, there are always dishes they can make without meat but it's the wasting of this high potential of creative use of tofu for vegetarians that frustrates me. But even then, I'm mostly more than satisfied with the vegetarian fried rice (topped with chilis) or with the fried vegetables alone. And morning glory... I don't ever stop wondering how they can make simple vegetables so simple and so tasty!
Food is on offer everywhere. If you have to walk 10 meters without walking past a restaurant or a street food vendor, that's a miracle. Thais are obsessed with food and it shows. Finding a good place to dine is not difficult, finding a bad one would be (if looking for one, try one specialized in Western dishes). The quality of Thai food remains high everywhere for the sole reason that the Thai customers would never be satisfied with anything less than fresh, great and delicious. There is much talk about food and the Thais know what they are talking about.
maanantai 9. toukokuuta 2011
It's About Time
Time flies by. How often does one hear a person wondering where the days, months, years have gone? Wondering how fast time passes by.
I don't know where time goes but I do know that it's in a good safe when spent well. Time should be savored, filled with precious moments and enjoyed. Time is valuable. The time we have already spent we'll never get back and we never know when we have spent our share of it. Luckily until then there are new chances to make the best out of it.
What's up? Oh, not much. My answer to a first friend's question I met when I traveled back to Berlin, after having lived a year in Bangkok. Not much? Well, just since we've last seen each other I've moved to a new continent, learned to master a new job, traveled in 5 new countries in Asia, learned to conquer my fear of going underwater by learning to scuba dive, started learning a new difficult language and made a bunch of new friends. Not much?
My answer made me realize how differently one can think of the spent time. When spending time with good friends one is living that moment as no other moment would be of importance. It's that moment that matters. That's the way a life should be lived and the time spent. Every moment should be important.
During my first year in Bangkok I have learned a great deal, gathered experiences and developed a new lifestyle. It has been a wonderful year! What I have really realized after the first anniversary in Bangkok, is that I have spent that time well. I haven't just been a passenger but I have actually lived all through that time.
What I'm mostly proud of after this year is that I have lived it my way. I have combined the different aspects that I love in life. I have traveled and sensed life in new cultures. I have filled the year with exciting adventures, pushing myself to my limits and beat my fears. I have dreamed and made some of them come true. But I have also established routines, explored the Bangkok lifestyle and become as little a tourist as possible for a giant blond girl in the Lilliput's country. It's all these different moments that I love in my life, from the everyday routines to the adventurous travels.
It has been a year which has been lived, a year filled with memorable moments. For most I have felt that I have used the time well. Even the silent moments at home feel like an important part of it. There is no feeling of wasted time. I look back to this year knowing that the time was there for a reason. I'm living my life and saving the time I use in safe- and that's what matters.
I don't know where time goes but I do know that it's in a good safe when spent well. Time should be savored, filled with precious moments and enjoyed. Time is valuable. The time we have already spent we'll never get back and we never know when we have spent our share of it. Luckily until then there are new chances to make the best out of it.
What's up? Oh, not much. My answer to a first friend's question I met when I traveled back to Berlin, after having lived a year in Bangkok. Not much? Well, just since we've last seen each other I've moved to a new continent, learned to master a new job, traveled in 5 new countries in Asia, learned to conquer my fear of going underwater by learning to scuba dive, started learning a new difficult language and made a bunch of new friends. Not much?
My answer made me realize how differently one can think of the spent time. When spending time with good friends one is living that moment as no other moment would be of importance. It's that moment that matters. That's the way a life should be lived and the time spent. Every moment should be important.
During my first year in Bangkok I have learned a great deal, gathered experiences and developed a new lifestyle. It has been a wonderful year! What I have really realized after the first anniversary in Bangkok, is that I have spent that time well. I haven't just been a passenger but I have actually lived all through that time.
What I'm mostly proud of after this year is that I have lived it my way. I have combined the different aspects that I love in life. I have traveled and sensed life in new cultures. I have filled the year with exciting adventures, pushing myself to my limits and beat my fears. I have dreamed and made some of them come true. But I have also established routines, explored the Bangkok lifestyle and become as little a tourist as possible for a giant blond girl in the Lilliput's country. It's all these different moments that I love in my life, from the everyday routines to the adventurous travels.
It has been a year which has been lived, a year filled with memorable moments. For most I have felt that I have used the time well. Even the silent moments at home feel like an important part of it. There is no feeling of wasted time. I look back to this year knowing that the time was there for a reason. I'm living my life and saving the time I use in safe- and that's what matters.
lauantai 26. maaliskuuta 2011
Day-tripping!
The best way to make a weekend feel like a weekend and make it feel longer is to forget the routines and do something special. The best way to achieve this is traveling. Day-tripping doesn't necessarily need much planning but can be fairly spontaneous - and very affordable.
All travel destinations don't need to be far away. Best day-tripping destinations are enjoyed during the journey where the destination itself is just a small bonus at the end. Bangkok and its outskirts offer many such possibilities.
The latest I've tested was the journey to Maeklong and at the end the Amphawa floating markets. The entire journey there was an adventure, the destination being just part of it. Our journey began with the excitement that we actually found the tiny little train station in parts of Bangkok I'm not in the slightest familiar with. Bit off the road, with some luck or local advice needed, the train station with one railway can be found. If the cute little approaching train alone doesn't put a smile on your face the ticket vendor does. As usual, farangs pay more than thais, in this case 10 times more, but this time I paid with pleasure. 10 baht for the ticket, about 0.25 euros is still a steal - Thais travel free!
The train rode through villages and fields in a slow pace, offering a nice sightseeing tour. I opened the window and let my camera work through all of the journey. The train stopped suddenly in the middle of a market of one little town which then appeared to be the end station. A short walk to the river, over with a ferry and again short walk through a cute little village and the next part of the journey was ready to begin.
The train ride number two cost me another 10 Baht (still a bargain, still free to Thais) and that was probably the income of the day to the company. No wait! I did see one farang man in the train, he must have paid too...makes sense to have a ticket collector in the train? Hopefully his salary is not provision based.
The train ride number two, also lasting about an hour was even prettier and more exciting as the first one. We passed by in a beautiful countryside setting a number of little villages, surrounded by lakes and fields. Including salt fields, as the lovely ticket collector came personally to tell me about. Luckily I was traveling with a Thai friend who could translate the introduction to me.
The best and most interesting part of this train ride is when approaching the end station. In Maeklong, when the railway was built, it was built in the middle of a town market. And the people didn't want to move so the market is still held at the exactly same spot - now despite the railway. When the train passes by a few times every day, the people lift the sun covers up and take the products off the railway for the minute the train needs to travel through. Short interruption but only that. Again it was the lovely ticket collector who welcomed us to the back of the train where we could observe this awesome short-play! As soon as the train had passed, the sun covers were coming down and veggies, meats and other products were on display on the rails again. Amazing!
After getting off the train we walked on the railway through the market to see it from that ankle too and then headed for the near-by floating markets. A short Songthaew ride away, the Amphawa floating markets were bustling with boats and people. Anything you desire could be found on the little boats, some anchored, some traveling around. For seafood lovers a heaven!
Amazingly many people, amazingly few farangs. Some tour companies seemed to have found that destination but only some. And all of them had come by big tourist buses, therefore missing all the lovely attractions along the train-ferry-train ride. A pity for them, all the better for me.
All travel destinations don't need to be far away. Best day-tripping destinations are enjoyed during the journey where the destination itself is just a small bonus at the end. Bangkok and its outskirts offer many such possibilities.
The latest I've tested was the journey to Maeklong and at the end the Amphawa floating markets. The entire journey there was an adventure, the destination being just part of it. Our journey began with the excitement that we actually found the tiny little train station in parts of Bangkok I'm not in the slightest familiar with. Bit off the road, with some luck or local advice needed, the train station with one railway can be found. If the cute little approaching train alone doesn't put a smile on your face the ticket vendor does. As usual, farangs pay more than thais, in this case 10 times more, but this time I paid with pleasure. 10 baht for the ticket, about 0.25 euros is still a steal - Thais travel free!
The train rode through villages and fields in a slow pace, offering a nice sightseeing tour. I opened the window and let my camera work through all of the journey. The train stopped suddenly in the middle of a market of one little town which then appeared to be the end station. A short walk to the river, over with a ferry and again short walk through a cute little village and the next part of the journey was ready to begin.
The train ride number two cost me another 10 Baht (still a bargain, still free to Thais) and that was probably the income of the day to the company. No wait! I did see one farang man in the train, he must have paid too...makes sense to have a ticket collector in the train? Hopefully his salary is not provision based.
The train ride number two, also lasting about an hour was even prettier and more exciting as the first one. We passed by in a beautiful countryside setting a number of little villages, surrounded by lakes and fields. Including salt fields, as the lovely ticket collector came personally to tell me about. Luckily I was traveling with a Thai friend who could translate the introduction to me.
The best and most interesting part of this train ride is when approaching the end station. In Maeklong, when the railway was built, it was built in the middle of a town market. And the people didn't want to move so the market is still held at the exactly same spot - now despite the railway. When the train passes by a few times every day, the people lift the sun covers up and take the products off the railway for the minute the train needs to travel through. Short interruption but only that. Again it was the lovely ticket collector who welcomed us to the back of the train where we could observe this awesome short-play! As soon as the train had passed, the sun covers were coming down and veggies, meats and other products were on display on the rails again. Amazing!
After getting off the train we walked on the railway through the market to see it from that ankle too and then headed for the near-by floating markets. A short Songthaew ride away, the Amphawa floating markets were bustling with boats and people. Anything you desire could be found on the little boats, some anchored, some traveling around. For seafood lovers a heaven!
Amazingly many people, amazingly few farangs. Some tour companies seemed to have found that destination but only some. And all of them had come by big tourist buses, therefore missing all the lovely attractions along the train-ferry-train ride. A pity for them, all the better for me.
torstai 17. helmikuuta 2011
Lesson Learned
Happy faces. Smiles and laughter. Curiousness. Joking manners. Not quite what one expects to experience from people who have been suppressed and tortured, who have seen more than a few family members disappear or openly killed, and who were starving for years. But that's what one gets in Cambodia.
It's been only a few decades since Pol pot's regime tried to restart with "the civilization" - meaning a begin from the zero by destroying all the existing intelligence, habits and culture. Pol pot has been dead for 13 years and the trials against the few remaining leaders of the Khmer Rouge are still not finished, but the Cambodians seem to be determined to live on. They have learned to survive.
Visitors are warmly welcomed and curiosity is high. Observe and be observed. Children hiding behind their parents, teenagers secretly trying to take a picture of me, bikers stopping to stare. Blame my big camera, "thick wallet" or blond hair, but I felt like offering them just as much entertainment as they were for me.
But the thick wallet is definitely one thing. Even when I wouldn't agree on the thickness. We the Westerners equal in this area a walking wallet. And right they are, when wanting to sell me ten postcards for 1$ and not accepting my refusal but claiming I can afford it, how it's not much money for me. 1$ for a Cambodian is much more than 1$ is for me. Yet still I can't buy the ten postcards for the 1$ from each seller.
They know the tricks. It's hard to say no to a small child running after you. "One dollar" are likely the first English words Cambodian children learn. Everyone seemed to know that much and surprisingly many even more than that. You can refuse to buy the ten postcards or what ever on offer at the moment, but not without getting a moral lesson.
Cambodians have learned to survive and they have learned to take what they can have where they can. Western tourists are a relevant source of a monthly income. In Laos it surprised me how poorly the people could manage pricing their handmade products. They begin with low prices and still easily go into bargaining. Sad to observe, they didn't seem to have a clue on how to value their work. In Cambodia travelers won't have it as easy. Cambodians won't let you off the hook as easy.
Of course the stubbornness was also frustrating. But the people seemed to be stubborn with dignity. All means allowed but pride shall not be lost. The sense of humor showed often through. Still the playing with the travelers consciousness and sense of moral seemed to be most popular tactic.
After all this I must say, I admire them. I admire the people's attitude. After all they've gone through they haven't lost their sense of humor, they are working hard and keeping their heads high. And all this with a smile on their face. Shows some character to remain benevolent and polite when bearing such scars. From there we have much to learn.
It's been only a few decades since Pol pot's regime tried to restart with "the civilization" - meaning a begin from the zero by destroying all the existing intelligence, habits and culture. Pol pot has been dead for 13 years and the trials against the few remaining leaders of the Khmer Rouge are still not finished, but the Cambodians seem to be determined to live on. They have learned to survive.
Visitors are warmly welcomed and curiosity is high. Observe and be observed. Children hiding behind their parents, teenagers secretly trying to take a picture of me, bikers stopping to stare. Blame my big camera, "thick wallet" or blond hair, but I felt like offering them just as much entertainment as they were for me.
But the thick wallet is definitely one thing. Even when I wouldn't agree on the thickness. We the Westerners equal in this area a walking wallet. And right they are, when wanting to sell me ten postcards for 1$ and not accepting my refusal but claiming I can afford it, how it's not much money for me. 1$ for a Cambodian is much more than 1$ is for me. Yet still I can't buy the ten postcards for the 1$ from each seller.
They know the tricks. It's hard to say no to a small child running after you. "One dollar" are likely the first English words Cambodian children learn. Everyone seemed to know that much and surprisingly many even more than that. You can refuse to buy the ten postcards or what ever on offer at the moment, but not without getting a moral lesson.
Cambodians have learned to survive and they have learned to take what they can have where they can. Western tourists are a relevant source of a monthly income. In Laos it surprised me how poorly the people could manage pricing their handmade products. They begin with low prices and still easily go into bargaining. Sad to observe, they didn't seem to have a clue on how to value their work. In Cambodia travelers won't have it as easy. Cambodians won't let you off the hook as easy.
Of course the stubbornness was also frustrating. But the people seemed to be stubborn with dignity. All means allowed but pride shall not be lost. The sense of humor showed often through. Still the playing with the travelers consciousness and sense of moral seemed to be most popular tactic.
After all this I must say, I admire them. I admire the people's attitude. After all they've gone through they haven't lost their sense of humor, they are working hard and keeping their heads high. And all this with a smile on their face. Shows some character to remain benevolent and polite when bearing such scars. From there we have much to learn.
maanantai 31. tammikuuta 2011
Fun Well Done
It's a funny place this Bangkok. Whether observing the street life from a distance or living it along, it's often difficult to keep a straight face. Here people can do aerobics in the streets and parks, men can drive a pink hello kitty scooter and monks can go shopping for laptops. It's funny and fun at the same time, living in Bangkok.
If you let, your days will be covered with "Smile - you're in candid camera" moments. Guaranteed for example at the Coldstone ice cream shop, where the employees will dance and sing "Twinkle Twinkle Candybar" or "Go Banana" songs when tipped "for fun well done". What else could you expect from a shop where the ice cream portions have names like Berry Berry Berry Good or Germanschökölätekäke?
The fun in and of the city actually begins with name of the city. Bangkok is only a name used among Farangs. Whereas Bangkok would be translated as "Village of Wild Plums", the name Thais use is Krungthep, the City of Angels. This being still only a shortening of the real name: The city of angels, the great city, the residence of the Emerald Buddha, the impregnable city (of Ayutthaya) of God Indra, the grand capital of the world endowed with nine precious gems, the happy city, abounding in an enormous Royal Palace that resembles the heavenly abode where reigns the reincarnated god, a city given by Indra and built by Vishnukarn. I prefer the shorter versions as well, either one.
The typical thai "may pen ray", "never mind, it's all ok" - attitude shows in everything. Thais take it easy. Napping is allowed anywhere. Buses will stop between the official bus stops when wanted. You'll here no complaints when taking out your own bottle of water or a snack in a restaurant's area. Rules and people are equally flexible. They are not there to annoy you, even when they do. (And the people will apologize for that if they notice.)
I suppose the laid-back attitude is mostly due to the buddhistic religion where charma, destiny, plays an important role. In the minds of the thais it seems to affect the life in a broad spectrum. Why use a safety belt in a car or obey any traffic rules, for it something was meant to happen it will anyways? Why not cross the railway although the train is fast approaching, when there still is a chance of making it cross to the other side without getting hit by it? Why not pack the pick-up full with people going to the same place anyways instead of each using their own car and worsening the already bad traffic jams? Why worry so much? May pen ray.
I've never heard of a person got ill after eating in any of the widely visited street food "restaurants". I often order my som tum from a lady selling it on my street which is likely among the busiest anywhere - and noisiest and dirtiest. It only makes my stomach swirl because I tend to order it with too many chilis even to my taste...And I'm still of the opinion that there is no better service than getting a fresh pineapple peeled and cut into pieces for you, put in a small plastic bag - avot, there is the best snack possible ready to be eaten on the way home. Second best option being a fresh smoothie, of berries or of fruits, either way always tasty and soooo refreshing. Nam! Thais know how to enjoy life, why stick to strict eating times or places or customs when life and so many healthy delicacies can be enjoyed where ever, whenever?
Life seems to be enjoyed here, enjoying life has been made easy here. Where the car horns and traffic noices let, one can hear people laughing and joking. Even some of the annoying things make me laugh too - like the police or guards guiding the traffic, waving their hands like mad men and constantly blowing to their whistles. Hurts your ears, helps nothing. But they are into their task with the fullest devotion, a funny sight indeed!
It's the people themselves that are the most fun. I've always loved sports but never had such a laugh during the training as during any class here. Fun and efficiency fit well together!The pineapple man is not the only one whose wide genuine smile fills my heart with joy. There is a long list that could be made. Taxi-drivers in their colourful cars, the old tower vendor on my home street, the guards at home and work, the guy making delicious som tum in our office building's food court....just to begin with. Days in Bangkok are filled with smiles.
One of my favorite wonders and an enormous joy on the streets are people's outwear-stylings. Shoes are anything from glitter high heels, flip-flops decorated with plastic fruits or animals and ballerinas of colours most unimaginable. Miniskirts and miniminiskirts, more than often (too often) made of worst-than-eighties-flower prints and laces. The streets are filled with one-of-a-kind fashion and dull school uniforms - and with pyjamas. Mightn't see them on catwalks but shouldn't miss the sight of teddy bear or hello kitty pyjamas on the streets of Bangkok.
That's Bangkok, a city where you shouldn't worry too much. Eat what you like, wear the clothes that suit your taste (but please wear some despite the hotness for I mostly despite the shirtless farang-tourists) and enjoy a ride on any of the many vehicles making up the public transportation. Just as surely as the sun will shine again tomorrow the people will stay kind, nice and polite. Smile and get a smile. Laugh and let laugh.
If you let, your days will be covered with "Smile - you're in candid camera" moments. Guaranteed for example at the Coldstone ice cream shop, where the employees will dance and sing "Twinkle Twinkle Candybar" or "Go Banana" songs when tipped "for fun well done". What else could you expect from a shop where the ice cream portions have names like Berry Berry Berry Good or Germanschökölätekäke?
The fun in and of the city actually begins with name of the city. Bangkok is only a name used among Farangs. Whereas Bangkok would be translated as "Village of Wild Plums", the name Thais use is Krungthep, the City of Angels. This being still only a shortening of the real name: The city of angels, the great city, the residence of the Emerald Buddha, the impregnable city (of Ayutthaya) of God Indra, the grand capital of the world endowed with nine precious gems, the happy city, abounding in an enormous Royal Palace that resembles the heavenly abode where reigns the reincarnated god, a city given by Indra and built by Vishnukarn. I prefer the shorter versions as well, either one.
The typical thai "may pen ray", "never mind, it's all ok" - attitude shows in everything. Thais take it easy. Napping is allowed anywhere. Buses will stop between the official bus stops when wanted. You'll here no complaints when taking out your own bottle of water or a snack in a restaurant's area. Rules and people are equally flexible. They are not there to annoy you, even when they do. (And the people will apologize for that if they notice.)
I suppose the laid-back attitude is mostly due to the buddhistic religion where charma, destiny, plays an important role. In the minds of the thais it seems to affect the life in a broad spectrum. Why use a safety belt in a car or obey any traffic rules, for it something was meant to happen it will anyways? Why not cross the railway although the train is fast approaching, when there still is a chance of making it cross to the other side without getting hit by it? Why not pack the pick-up full with people going to the same place anyways instead of each using their own car and worsening the already bad traffic jams? Why worry so much? May pen ray.
I've never heard of a person got ill after eating in any of the widely visited street food "restaurants". I often order my som tum from a lady selling it on my street which is likely among the busiest anywhere - and noisiest and dirtiest. It only makes my stomach swirl because I tend to order it with too many chilis even to my taste...And I'm still of the opinion that there is no better service than getting a fresh pineapple peeled and cut into pieces for you, put in a small plastic bag - avot, there is the best snack possible ready to be eaten on the way home. Second best option being a fresh smoothie, of berries or of fruits, either way always tasty and soooo refreshing. Nam! Thais know how to enjoy life, why stick to strict eating times or places or customs when life and so many healthy delicacies can be enjoyed where ever, whenever?
Life seems to be enjoyed here, enjoying life has been made easy here. Where the car horns and traffic noices let, one can hear people laughing and joking. Even some of the annoying things make me laugh too - like the police or guards guiding the traffic, waving their hands like mad men and constantly blowing to their whistles. Hurts your ears, helps nothing. But they are into their task with the fullest devotion, a funny sight indeed!
It's the people themselves that are the most fun. I've always loved sports but never had such a laugh during the training as during any class here. Fun and efficiency fit well together!The pineapple man is not the only one whose wide genuine smile fills my heart with joy. There is a long list that could be made. Taxi-drivers in their colourful cars, the old tower vendor on my home street, the guards at home and work, the guy making delicious som tum in our office building's food court....just to begin with. Days in Bangkok are filled with smiles.
One of my favorite wonders and an enormous joy on the streets are people's outwear-stylings. Shoes are anything from glitter high heels, flip-flops decorated with plastic fruits or animals and ballerinas of colours most unimaginable. Miniskirts and miniminiskirts, more than often (too often) made of worst-than-eighties-flower prints and laces. The streets are filled with one-of-a-kind fashion and dull school uniforms - and with pyjamas. Mightn't see them on catwalks but shouldn't miss the sight of teddy bear or hello kitty pyjamas on the streets of Bangkok.
That's Bangkok, a city where you shouldn't worry too much. Eat what you like, wear the clothes that suit your taste (but please wear some despite the hotness for I mostly despite the shirtless farang-tourists) and enjoy a ride on any of the many vehicles making up the public transportation. Just as surely as the sun will shine again tomorrow the people will stay kind, nice and polite. Smile and get a smile. Laugh and let laugh.
lauantai 1. tammikuuta 2011
Traffic jamming
Each country and culture have favorites for small talk topics. Weather might be the most popular one all around. "Hot" seems to be a word almost every thai knows, even if that's the only word they know in English. The next pick, at least a word every (taxi)driver knows is "traffic jam".
Rot tit, traffic jam in thai, is a never ending theme for small talks. A constant wonder. And no wonder, traffic jams never seem to end. Having a traffic jam is more a supposition than a surprise. I'd be taken by surprise if on my home street the traffic were flowing smoothly. A reason why I prefer taking the mopotaxi rather than a car taxi. The sky train for long distances and the mopeds for short are the truest saviours in Bangkok traffic.
Taxis are fairly cheap in Bangkok but depending on the route, might well get stuck on traffic jams. At all hours. With some experience one might be able to calculate when it's convenient to take a taxi and when it should be avoided. If there is no hurry, why not - then I'd recommend the pink taxis with pink burberry-styled seat covers...
But if I had the time and the pink taxis wouldn't match to my dress, I'd much prefer traveling by a bus. Especially the older ones, with wooden floors, open windows and fans working for air conditioning. How much more sympathetic can it get? The newer air conditioned buses can't compare to their charm. Unfortunately, the problems in taking a bus aren't limited to getting stuck in a traffic jam. Namely before that one needs to know where one wants to go. No complaints from the locals, the buses have their routes and final destinations printed on both sides - but of course in thai letters. Only. Not much help for us Farangs. So one needs to know which one to take (not yet once have I found a person in a bus or at the bus stop being able to help me in English). And even if you do have all the time in the world and don't care where you are going, you'll still be insisted when paying for the ticket to tell your destination - and to have one.
I can't and don't want to imagine Bangkok traffic without the option of taking the sky train. Although often crowded the sky train, bts, at least runs regularly and fast. And running high above the main streets of Bangkok, they offer a short introductory sightseeing along the way. To me, and I know I'm not the only one, the highlight in taking the Sukhumvit line is when approaching the station Nana and the pleasant soft lady voice announces it as Naanaaa. Makes me smile.
Off the road the different boats offer a fresh variant for transportation. The ones touring on the canal are fast and funny - but stinky. Still worth experiencing. On the river one can explore a different Bangkok. Although fancy overpriced big hotel chains have taken over parts of the riverside, the old Bangkok is still well represented along the boat ride. The river and the riverside are full of life: boats and cargos cruising along, passengers waiting at the piers, women hanging laundry outside the houses, men fishing and children jumping in to the water for arefreshing swim. Past the fancy hotel area the view consists of different houses (and "houses"), temples, piers and bridges. A cruise on the river offers a fascinating show of the Bangkokians life now and then.
On a road again, for sightseeing around some tourists favor the tuktuks. At the best a fun ride but negotiations about the route, destination and price are mandatory. A hassle I like to avoid. Besides, as the roof is so low one can't really see much from them. Works as a mean of transportation if no taxis are available and if a moped is not an option. But mainly I only see the meaning for the locals, when transporting their big shoppings or sellings around. But as they get stuck in the traffic jams just as the cars do, I'd still go for the mopeds.
Talking of which, I have saved a few flattering words for the beloved mopotaxis. What'd be a better way to avoid the traffic jams than waving for a mopotaxi for a ride? Unbelievably practical and fun at the same time! There is no space too narrow for a mopotaxi to squeeze through. Watch your knees and enjoy the ride - the price for best public transportation in the category of "short distances in ultimate traffic jams" goes to the mopotaxis, congratulations!
Rot tit, traffic jam in thai, is a never ending theme for small talks. A constant wonder. And no wonder, traffic jams never seem to end. Having a traffic jam is more a supposition than a surprise. I'd be taken by surprise if on my home street the traffic were flowing smoothly. A reason why I prefer taking the mopotaxi rather than a car taxi. The sky train for long distances and the mopeds for short are the truest saviours in Bangkok traffic.
Taxis are fairly cheap in Bangkok but depending on the route, might well get stuck on traffic jams. At all hours. With some experience one might be able to calculate when it's convenient to take a taxi and when it should be avoided. If there is no hurry, why not - then I'd recommend the pink taxis with pink burberry-styled seat covers...
But if I had the time and the pink taxis wouldn't match to my dress, I'd much prefer traveling by a bus. Especially the older ones, with wooden floors, open windows and fans working for air conditioning. How much more sympathetic can it get? The newer air conditioned buses can't compare to their charm. Unfortunately, the problems in taking a bus aren't limited to getting stuck in a traffic jam. Namely before that one needs to know where one wants to go. No complaints from the locals, the buses have their routes and final destinations printed on both sides - but of course in thai letters. Only. Not much help for us Farangs. So one needs to know which one to take (not yet once have I found a person in a bus or at the bus stop being able to help me in English). And even if you do have all the time in the world and don't care where you are going, you'll still be insisted when paying for the ticket to tell your destination - and to have one.
I can't and don't want to imagine Bangkok traffic without the option of taking the sky train. Although often crowded the sky train, bts, at least runs regularly and fast. And running high above the main streets of Bangkok, they offer a short introductory sightseeing along the way. To me, and I know I'm not the only one, the highlight in taking the Sukhumvit line is when approaching the station Nana and the pleasant soft lady voice announces it as Naanaaa. Makes me smile.
Off the road the different boats offer a fresh variant for transportation. The ones touring on the canal are fast and funny - but stinky. Still worth experiencing. On the river one can explore a different Bangkok. Although fancy overpriced big hotel chains have taken over parts of the riverside, the old Bangkok is still well represented along the boat ride. The river and the riverside are full of life: boats and cargos cruising along, passengers waiting at the piers, women hanging laundry outside the houses, men fishing and children jumping in to the water for arefreshing swim. Past the fancy hotel area the view consists of different houses (and "houses"), temples, piers and bridges. A cruise on the river offers a fascinating show of the Bangkokians life now and then.
On a road again, for sightseeing around some tourists favor the tuktuks. At the best a fun ride but negotiations about the route, destination and price are mandatory. A hassle I like to avoid. Besides, as the roof is so low one can't really see much from them. Works as a mean of transportation if no taxis are available and if a moped is not an option. But mainly I only see the meaning for the locals, when transporting their big shoppings or sellings around. But as they get stuck in the traffic jams just as the cars do, I'd still go for the mopeds.
Talking of which, I have saved a few flattering words for the beloved mopotaxis. What'd be a better way to avoid the traffic jams than waving for a mopotaxi for a ride? Unbelievably practical and fun at the same time! There is no space too narrow for a mopotaxi to squeeze through. Watch your knees and enjoy the ride - the price for best public transportation in the category of "short distances in ultimate traffic jams" goes to the mopotaxis, congratulations!
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