Hi,
We've had a very full day here in Chiang Mai. It started with the buffet breakfast, which was complimentary. No flowers though. They throw quite a spread, with a wide variety of choices. Many of the offerings are things we don't eat, so it's pretty easy to keep it simple. I'll get to the rest of the day in a minute.
It's funny how the second day of clues almost always brings many answers. A lot of you recognized "Deacon Blues" by Steely Dan.
Lane wrote in with a little background:This song probably refers to The Wake Forest "Demon Deacons," whose football team had losing streaks during the 1977 (1-10) and 1978 seasons (1-10) which paralleled one of several of The University Of Alabama's extended winning streaks, including back-to-back National Championships during the 1978 and 1979 seasons under Coach Paul W. Bryant. Alabama is known as "The Crimson Tide": "They got a name for the winners in the world, and I want a name when I lose. They call Alabama the Crimson Tide, Call me Deacon Blues" Now you know.
"...I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end. But I always thought that I'd see you again." Clues: There are a couple of elements involved here. It's time to make you think.
After breakfast, we had a woman at the front desk show us where the art stores were on a map. Our plan was to tackle that bit of business and then figure out how to get to Hang Dong. We went down to the corner and engaged a Tuk-Tuk to take us to the closest store. While we were waiting, we saw a convertible model. We'd never seen a topless Tuk-Tuk and the idea of riding around in the hot sun just didn't appeal to us. Our driver took us right to the location and Lisa was able to find some paints and pallets, but no canvases. We figured the best thing to do was hail another ride and head for the second store. We found a really neat guy who knew where it was and we got a real good taste of Chiang Mai in the morning. Busy streets, but no heavy traffic. At our second stop we found what we were looking for. The driver waited for us and brought us back to the hotel.
We had lunch at our 'spot' and Lisa had the bright idea to ask the owner if he knew anyone with a car. He made a couple of calls and a friend of his came and took us to Hang Dong and waited while we looked around. The heat was oppressive so we only stayed an hour, but saw lots of beautiful furniture. We got some ideas for what we'll need and I bought another Didgeridoo. Some of you may recall that I got one there in October. I found out today that they were made in Bali. Hmm. Anyway, it was a worthwhile trip and it helped us narrow our focus for the house.
Songkran officially begins on number 13, but apparently the water begins tomorrow. On our way to Hang Dong, there was a big splash of water on the windshield. Someone was doing a little practicing. We called Supat to make sure he could pick us up at the bus station tomorrow. We were going to have Khun Sing pick us up in his Tuk-Tuk, but the thought of us and our luggage getting soaked changed our plans.
The August Chronicles: A few weeks ago August sent us an email, with the help of his dad. It was a 'painting' he'd done of some flowers. A pleasant surprise. This morning we called and talked to Jeff and C-Bass. When it was August's turn, he told us he was very busy with many things to do. Homework, piano practice and getting ready for bed. Then, after he'd signed off with 'Talk to Jeff', he returned to the phone to say he wanted to play something for us on the piano. He proceeded to play a very intricate, advanced piece of music that blew us away. What a guy.
Our camera is back, safe and sound in Chiang Rai, so I'll be able to post some pics of the house with its roof and Kalae. Today's quote is another about courage. I forgot to tell you about a young man we saw last night at the NB. He was walking down the sidewalk playing a large electric piano and holding a plastic cup. He was blind and it struck me that this was an incredible display of courage. To put oneself in the chaotic space of the crowded sidewalk, with strangers bumping, merchants hawking and uneven surfaces spoke volumes.
It's time for a Wacky Wednesday.
Peace,
Danny
"Courageous risks are life-giving, they help you grow,
make you brave, and better than you think you are."
~Joan L. Curcio
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Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Courage
Hi,
Dateline: The Road. After a harrowing, three hour ride through mountains, detours and a stop by the police, our bus made it to the big city. After a brief bargaining session with what seemed like a mellow Tuk-Tuk driver, we went on the Mad Hatter's Wild Ride. This reporter likes a thrill and enjoys the feeling of wind in his face, but damn. We squeezed through gaps in traffic that should have scrapped paint. Near misses every block, from the station to the hotel. We are so out of practice. Or maybe we've just grown accustomed to small town life.
Back to reality. Didn't hear from too many of you yesterday. And I thought you knew your tunes. Here's the lead into the hook:
"They call Alabama the Crimson Tide, call me __ __..." Hint: Now really, does that need explaining? It's a classic from two prolific guys.
I keep remembering things I meant to tell you. Being in a hotel again reminded me of a card that was in our room in Bangkok. It had to do with a certain type of guest. The term they used was 'Lady Joiners', and there were lots of rules and regulations. Every hotel has some type of notice. In Chiang Rai, at our first home, The Wangcome, they had a person at a desk in front of each elevator, to sign visitors in and out. Hmm.
This afternoon we walked for miles, looking for an art supply store. We were given a tip at our favorite eatery, but the store we found wasn't what we were looking for. After tramping around in the heat, we returned to the hotel and went for a swim. Oh joy. It was a big pool that went from very shallow to not too deep. Each lap in one direction had to end early because my hand would hit bottom. We had a great time since it was empty. Then a big party arrived and took over one end so we just hung out for a while. Most relaxing.
This evening we dressed for dinner and ate in the hotel dining room. We were their first guests of the evening. Talk about service. After our meal we asked for the check. Our server brought us each a cookie and flowers: three roses for me to give to Lisa, and a garland of jasmine for her to give to me. Still no check. Then she returned with two snifters of brandy. We sent them back and asked again for the check. This time she brought it. We could tell by the smile on her face that she also thought all that stuff was a bit much. She was a trainee and did a very good job. The bill was pretty small considering we got dinner, cookies, flowers and booze. Tomorrow we hit the same room for the breakfast buffet.
A big part of our mission was to see an art festival. After dinner we went to the Night Bazaar in search of same. After asking many people, we finally got it straight, from a desk clerk at one of our former hotels. It was a disappointment. With the exception of three artists, all those assembled were doing the same thing. Namely, photo-realism. It's amazing what they can do, but it's not very creative. That's what we were looking for. The artists we did find that were being creative, were mostly doing variations on a theme. One artist really moved us with his scenes of monks in various settings. Oh, we did get two address for art supplies so tomorrow we'll track them down.
And now it's time for Happy Tuesday.
Peace,
Danny
PS Click it, I dare ya.
"Courage is the power to let go of the familiar."
~Raymond Lindquist
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Dateline: The Road. After a harrowing, three hour ride through mountains, detours and a stop by the police, our bus made it to the big city. After a brief bargaining session with what seemed like a mellow Tuk-Tuk driver, we went on the Mad Hatter's Wild Ride. This reporter likes a thrill and enjoys the feeling of wind in his face, but damn. We squeezed through gaps in traffic that should have scrapped paint. Near misses every block, from the station to the hotel. We are so out of practice. Or maybe we've just grown accustomed to small town life.
Back to reality. Didn't hear from too many of you yesterday. And I thought you knew your tunes. Here's the lead into the hook:
"They call Alabama the Crimson Tide, call me __ __..." Hint: Now really, does that need explaining? It's a classic from two prolific guys.
I keep remembering things I meant to tell you. Being in a hotel again reminded me of a card that was in our room in Bangkok. It had to do with a certain type of guest. The term they used was 'Lady Joiners', and there were lots of rules and regulations. Every hotel has some type of notice. In Chiang Rai, at our first home, The Wangcome, they had a person at a desk in front of each elevator, to sign visitors in and out. Hmm.
This afternoon we walked for miles, looking for an art supply store. We were given a tip at our favorite eatery, but the store we found wasn't what we were looking for. After tramping around in the heat, we returned to the hotel and went for a swim. Oh joy. It was a big pool that went from very shallow to not too deep. Each lap in one direction had to end early because my hand would hit bottom. We had a great time since it was empty. Then a big party arrived and took over one end so we just hung out for a while. Most relaxing.
This evening we dressed for dinner and ate in the hotel dining room. We were their first guests of the evening. Talk about service. After our meal we asked for the check. Our server brought us each a cookie and flowers: three roses for me to give to Lisa, and a garland of jasmine for her to give to me. Still no check. Then she returned with two snifters of brandy. We sent them back and asked again for the check. This time she brought it. We could tell by the smile on her face that she also thought all that stuff was a bit much. She was a trainee and did a very good job. The bill was pretty small considering we got dinner, cookies, flowers and booze. Tomorrow we hit the same room for the breakfast buffet.
A big part of our mission was to see an art festival. After dinner we went to the Night Bazaar in search of same. After asking many people, we finally got it straight, from a desk clerk at one of our former hotels. It was a disappointment. With the exception of three artists, all those assembled were doing the same thing. Namely, photo-realism. It's amazing what they can do, but it's not very creative. That's what we were looking for. The artists we did find that were being creative, were mostly doing variations on a theme. One artist really moved us with his scenes of monks in various settings. Oh, we did get two address for art supplies so tomorrow we'll track them down.
And now it's time for Happy Tuesday.
Peace,
Danny
PS Click it, I dare ya.
"Courage is the power to let go of the familiar."
~Raymond Lindquist
Gettin' Funky, Thai Style
www.flickr.com/photos/gratidudepics
Monday, April 7, 2008
A Friend
Hi,
We just finished another Monday. For most of you, it's just beginning. It's very hot here in northern Thailand. We had to leave the shelter of our air-conditioned bedroom and go out into the day. Whew! Actually, once you get going, you kinda get used to it, but the cool air does feel better.
Looks like there were more than a few Four Season fans out there. "Let's Hang On" was one of their many hits. Here's an oldie we've played with before. The line for today is from the last verse. It's one of my favorites. Extra points for the album name.
"This is the night Of the expanding the man I take one last drag As I approach the stand I cried when I wrote this song
Sue me if I play too long This brother is free I'll be what I want to be..." Clue: It's not really a blues, in the purest sense.
We're just about packed for our little trip down to Chiang Mai. We usually only go for one night, but since they're having their annual Art Festival, we decided to stay for two nights and take in the sights. We're also considering a side trip to Hang Dong, the furniture village, to check out some possibilities for the new house.
Speaking of the house, we went over today to go over more details. The roofers were hard at work, in the hot sun. Now we're getting a better picture of what it's going to look like. Among the details, I wanted to make sure that our electrical circuits were grounded properly. The custom here is not to do this, and I don't know why. Our laptops have metal cases and you can 'feel' the current. Not cool. Anyway, I've been assured that this can be solved. We also wanted to make sure that there will be a lightning rod on the roof. There's a lot of electricity flying through the air when it storms up here. I've read many stories of things getting 'fried' during a storm. Our rod will be placed behind the ornamental Kalae, a large wooden fixture that looks like an 'X' but is intricately carved. Bring on the storms.
This week Lisa started giving Boot some lessons on the computer. She really wants to learn how to use it and she's learning fast. We set up an email account for her and she sent me a message today. She teaches us so much about Thai language and culture that it seems only fitting that we teach her things too. It won't be long before she understands why I spend so much time with this thing.
Today's quote was sent to me by my good friend Claire. Thanks a bunch. Everybody have a Fabulous Week.
Peace,
Danny
PS Don't forget to click the ad.
"A friend is one who walks in when others walk out"
~Walter Winchill
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We just finished another Monday. For most of you, it's just beginning. It's very hot here in northern Thailand. We had to leave the shelter of our air-conditioned bedroom and go out into the day. Whew! Actually, once you get going, you kinda get used to it, but the cool air does feel better.
Looks like there were more than a few Four Season fans out there. "Let's Hang On" was one of their many hits. Here's an oldie we've played with before. The line for today is from the last verse. It's one of my favorites. Extra points for the album name.
"This is the night Of the expanding the man I take one last drag As I approach the stand I cried when I wrote this song
Sue me if I play too long This brother is free I'll be what I want to be..." Clue: It's not really a blues, in the purest sense.
We're just about packed for our little trip down to Chiang Mai. We usually only go for one night, but since they're having their annual Art Festival, we decided to stay for two nights and take in the sights. We're also considering a side trip to Hang Dong, the furniture village, to check out some possibilities for the new house.
Speaking of the house, we went over today to go over more details. The roofers were hard at work, in the hot sun. Now we're getting a better picture of what it's going to look like. Among the details, I wanted to make sure that our electrical circuits were grounded properly. The custom here is not to do this, and I don't know why. Our laptops have metal cases and you can 'feel' the current. Not cool. Anyway, I've been assured that this can be solved. We also wanted to make sure that there will be a lightning rod on the roof. There's a lot of electricity flying through the air when it storms up here. I've read many stories of things getting 'fried' during a storm. Our rod will be placed behind the ornamental Kalae, a large wooden fixture that looks like an 'X' but is intricately carved. Bring on the storms.
This week Lisa started giving Boot some lessons on the computer. She really wants to learn how to use it and she's learning fast. We set up an email account for her and she sent me a message today. She teaches us so much about Thai language and culture that it seems only fitting that we teach her things too. It won't be long before she understands why I spend so much time with this thing.
Today's quote was sent to me by my good friend Claire. Thanks a bunch. Everybody have a Fabulous Week.
Peace,
Danny
PS Don't forget to click the ad.
"A friend is one who walks in when others walk out"
~Walter Winchill
Gettin' Funky, Thai Style
www.flickr.com/photos/gratidudepics
Friday, April 4, 2008
Friday Funnies
Hi,
We seem to be getting back to our normal time zone pattern. Today we had to get up early, and it took an alarm to get the job done. Yea. We had to be at the hospital for a doctor appointment at 9a.m. When we arrived, the joint was jumpin'. It still amazes me how efficiently they run the place, from my perspective. We were in and out in 25 minutes. There were people waiting that had it much longer, but ours was a simple thing. I continue to have mixed feelings about the preferential treatment I believe we get. Hmm.
I'm so glad that some of you remembered Smokey Robinson's 'Tracks of My Tears'. There were also some close calls and that's cool too.
"__ __ __ to what we've got, don't let go girl, we've got a lot. Got a lot of love between us, hang on, hang on, hang on to what we've got."
Clues: Should be pretty obvious, what the theme is, by a group who had a gang of hits. Not everybody's cup of tea, but at least they weren't called 'summer, fall, winter, and spring'. Get it?
Yesterday when I mentioned the police, I didn't want it to sound like they don't have anything to do. I'm sure they do, and they help a lot of people. I guess the real point of the observation was that there isn't a lot of effort put into chasing people down. I think that's a good thing. The little 'mental ticket book' that I used to use in the States, to write up offenders has long been emptied and replaced. That's about as far as it goes. A lot of the police don't even carry guns. How nice. There's definitely less of a feeling of intimidation, which may lead to calm. Somebody could come over here and do any number of studies on the way things work and how the people feel.
We went over to the The Place again today. They've almost finished the rendering of the outside walls. The whole place looks totally different. When the camera returns, you'll see. Tomorrow the roofing crew comes to town and starts on the tiles. Then it will look like a house and we'll be able to get an address. That will lead to water and power. We've been getting by with 'borrowed' power and well water.
This weekend will be the first time since the start of the F1 season that we'll be at home. It's race three and I can hardly wait. We missed the opener in Australia but watched Malaysia while we were in NZ. And did I tell you that I learned a tiny bit about Rugby and it doesn't look quite as confusing? Well, I still don't know all the rules, but I get it. Rugby is the big sport in NZ, so everybody's into it. It's going to take a lot more time for me to get into Cricket. I noticed that they had a big match down in Chiang Mai last week. The matches can go on for days. Very interesting, from a sociological standpoint. The extent that folks will go to support a sports team is quite intriguing. From the people who wear costumes and paint, to the soccer fans who sing through the whole game, to the fans who travel to far off continents, I find it fascinating. Hey, there's another study. See, I'm giving some of you a reason to travel and see the world.
I'm pretty sure it's time for the 'Funnies', brought to us again by my good friend VonSheila. Thanks for the laughter. Everyone have a Great WeekEnd and please visit the blog site and click on the little box. I'm entering a new phase in life and sharing all of this with more of the world. So go click.
Peace,
Danny
Bill and Sam, two elderly friends, met in the park every day to
feed the pigeons, watch the squirrels and discuss world problems.
One day, Bill didn't show up. Sam wasn't concerned;
he thought Bill might have a cold or some urgent appointment.
But after Bill hadn't shown up for a week or so,
Sam really got worried.
However, since Sam didn't know where Bill lived (the only time they ever got together was at the park)
he was unable to find out what had happened to him.
After a month had passed, Sam figured he had seen the last of Bill .
On his next visit to the park, however, Bill was sitting
on their usual bench waiting for him.
Amazed and delighted, Sam exclaimed, 'For crying out loud Bill , what in the world happened to you?'
Bill replied, 'I've been in jail.'
'Jail?' cried Sam . 'You? What on earth for?'
'Well,' Bill said, 'You know Sue , that cute little blonde waitress at the coffee shop where I sometimes go?'
'Yes,' said Sam , 'I remember her. What about her?'
'Well, one day, she filed rape charges against me.
At age 89, I was so proud that when I got into court, I pleaded 'guilty.'
'The judge gave me 30 days for lying under oath.'
Gettin' Funky, Thai Style
www.flickr.com/photos/gratidudepics
We seem to be getting back to our normal time zone pattern. Today we had to get up early, and it took an alarm to get the job done. Yea. We had to be at the hospital for a doctor appointment at 9a.m. When we arrived, the joint was jumpin'. It still amazes me how efficiently they run the place, from my perspective. We were in and out in 25 minutes. There were people waiting that had it much longer, but ours was a simple thing. I continue to have mixed feelings about the preferential treatment I believe we get. Hmm.
I'm so glad that some of you remembered Smokey Robinson's 'Tracks of My Tears'. There were also some close calls and that's cool too.
"__ __ __ to what we've got, don't let go girl, we've got a lot. Got a lot of love between us, hang on, hang on, hang on to what we've got."
Clues: Should be pretty obvious, what the theme is, by a group who had a gang of hits. Not everybody's cup of tea, but at least they weren't called 'summer, fall, winter, and spring'. Get it?
Yesterday when I mentioned the police, I didn't want it to sound like they don't have anything to do. I'm sure they do, and they help a lot of people. I guess the real point of the observation was that there isn't a lot of effort put into chasing people down. I think that's a good thing. The little 'mental ticket book' that I used to use in the States, to write up offenders has long been emptied and replaced. That's about as far as it goes. A lot of the police don't even carry guns. How nice. There's definitely less of a feeling of intimidation, which may lead to calm. Somebody could come over here and do any number of studies on the way things work and how the people feel.
We went over to the The Place again today. They've almost finished the rendering of the outside walls. The whole place looks totally different. When the camera returns, you'll see. Tomorrow the roofing crew comes to town and starts on the tiles. Then it will look like a house and we'll be able to get an address. That will lead to water and power. We've been getting by with 'borrowed' power and well water.
This weekend will be the first time since the start of the F1 season that we'll be at home. It's race three and I can hardly wait. We missed the opener in Australia but watched Malaysia while we were in NZ. And did I tell you that I learned a tiny bit about Rugby and it doesn't look quite as confusing? Well, I still don't know all the rules, but I get it. Rugby is the big sport in NZ, so everybody's into it. It's going to take a lot more time for me to get into Cricket. I noticed that they had a big match down in Chiang Mai last week. The matches can go on for days. Very interesting, from a sociological standpoint. The extent that folks will go to support a sports team is quite intriguing. From the people who wear costumes and paint, to the soccer fans who sing through the whole game, to the fans who travel to far off continents, I find it fascinating. Hey, there's another study. See, I'm giving some of you a reason to travel and see the world.
I'm pretty sure it's time for the 'Funnies', brought to us again by my good friend VonSheila. Thanks for the laughter. Everyone have a Great WeekEnd and please visit the blog site and click on the little box. I'm entering a new phase in life and sharing all of this with more of the world. So go click.
Peace,
Danny
Bill and Sam, two elderly friends, met in the park every day to
feed the pigeons, watch the squirrels and discuss world problems.
One day, Bill didn't show up. Sam wasn't concerned;
he thought Bill might have a cold or some urgent appointment.
But after Bill hadn't shown up for a week or so,
Sam really got worried.
However, since Sam didn't know where Bill lived (the only time they ever got together was at the park)
he was unable to find out what had happened to him.
After a month had passed, Sam figured he had seen the last of Bill .
On his next visit to the park, however, Bill was sitting
on their usual bench waiting for him.
Amazed and delighted, Sam exclaimed, 'For crying out loud Bill , what in the world happened to you?'
Bill replied, 'I've been in jail.'
'Jail?' cried Sam . 'You? What on earth for?'
'Well,' Bill said, 'You know Sue , that cute little blonde waitress at the coffee shop where I sometimes go?'
'Yes,' said Sam , 'I remember her. What about her?'
'Well, one day, she filed rape charges against me.
At age 89, I was so proud that when I got into court, I pleaded 'guilty.'
'The judge gave me 30 days for lying under oath.'
Gettin' Funky, Thai Style
www.flickr.com/photos/gratidudepics
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Whatever
Hi,
It was another hot, muggy day in Chiang Rai. Maybe it's just me, but there seems to be a sense of anticipation in the air. Songkran is coming and it's not just the New Year that's causing this feeling. It's the water. Songkran is the Thai New Year and also a time of cleansing. The tradition, as I understand it, is to wash all of the Buddhas, and give 'blessings' to others through the sprinkling of water. There are parades through the streets with floats carrying icons. People throw water mixed with flower essence on these icons as a way to honor them and start the year with a clean slate. What really happens is, there is a giant water fight that consumes the country for anywhere from three days to two weeks. Many non-Thais actually leave the country or go to resorts to avoid the water. It's also a time for house cleaning and repair, which is why we're giving the house crew ten days off. They'll go back to their village and work on their homes and their parents' homes. It's going to be impossible for us to stay inside for all the time of Songkran, so we'll probably get wet. April 13 is the beginning and I'll surely have tales to tell. If you'd like to learn more about it, go to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thai_New_Year
It was nice to see that your 'old song memory' is intact. Lots of you wrote in with the title and artist. If you're on the fence, try this:
"So take a good look at my face. You'll see my smile looks out of place. If you look closer, it's easy to trace __ __ __ __ __.." I don't think anymore hints are needed.
Driving in Thailand is getting better. I'm still hitting the wiper lever from time to time, expecting the turn signal to come on, but it's happening a lot less. I'm also becoming a lot more forgiving of the odd vehicles that impede my travel. The old man on the bike pulling a trailer is much less an annoyance than he used to be. The motorbike with the sidecar selling food is doing what it needs to do. I still get a little ticked off at the drivers who force their way into my path. Another thing that struck me today was the fact that there are no law enforcement vehicles who's job is to ticket offenders. It's like the wild west. There are policemen on motorbikes, but they're just going from point A to point B. They seem to spend most of their time setting up their road blocks to ticket the bike riders who have their helmets in the basket and not on their heads. I'm told that it's a good hustle. Hmm. Maybe it keeps a few heads intact as well.
It's now time for you to have a Thoroughly Thrilling Thursday.
Peace,
Danny
"Whatever you vividly imagine, ardently desire, sincerely
believe, and enthusiastically act upon ...
must inevitably come to pass!"
~Paul J. Meyer
Gettin' Funky, Thai Style
www.flickr.com/photos/gratidudepics
It was another hot, muggy day in Chiang Rai. Maybe it's just me, but there seems to be a sense of anticipation in the air. Songkran is coming and it's not just the New Year that's causing this feeling. It's the water. Songkran is the Thai New Year and also a time of cleansing. The tradition, as I understand it, is to wash all of the Buddhas, and give 'blessings' to others through the sprinkling of water. There are parades through the streets with floats carrying icons. People throw water mixed with flower essence on these icons as a way to honor them and start the year with a clean slate. What really happens is, there is a giant water fight that consumes the country for anywhere from three days to two weeks. Many non-Thais actually leave the country or go to resorts to avoid the water. It's also a time for house cleaning and repair, which is why we're giving the house crew ten days off. They'll go back to their village and work on their homes and their parents' homes. It's going to be impossible for us to stay inside for all the time of Songkran, so we'll probably get wet. April 13 is the beginning and I'll surely have tales to tell. If you'd like to learn more about it, go to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thai_New_Year
It was nice to see that your 'old song memory' is intact. Lots of you wrote in with the title and artist. If you're on the fence, try this:
"So take a good look at my face. You'll see my smile looks out of place. If you look closer, it's easy to trace __ __ __ __ __.." I don't think anymore hints are needed.
Driving in Thailand is getting better. I'm still hitting the wiper lever from time to time, expecting the turn signal to come on, but it's happening a lot less. I'm also becoming a lot more forgiving of the odd vehicles that impede my travel. The old man on the bike pulling a trailer is much less an annoyance than he used to be. The motorbike with the sidecar selling food is doing what it needs to do. I still get a little ticked off at the drivers who force their way into my path. Another thing that struck me today was the fact that there are no law enforcement vehicles who's job is to ticket offenders. It's like the wild west. There are policemen on motorbikes, but they're just going from point A to point B. They seem to spend most of their time setting up their road blocks to ticket the bike riders who have their helmets in the basket and not on their heads. I'm told that it's a good hustle. Hmm. Maybe it keeps a few heads intact as well.
It's now time for you to have a Thoroughly Thrilling Thursday.
Peace,
Danny
"Whatever you vividly imagine, ardently desire, sincerely
believe, and enthusiastically act upon ...
must inevitably come to pass!"
~Paul J. Meyer
Gettin' Funky, Thai Style
www.flickr.com/photos/gratidudepics
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Change
Hi,
As you approach the middle of the week, can you remember what you did seven days ago? I thought not. Can you remember fourteen days ago? This is just another random, unscientific survey, delving into the workings of the human mind. I know, it's crazy.
What's even crazier is how we can not remember recent history, but recall song titles from forty and fifty years ago (some of us anyway). Cousin Trudye and Denny were the only ones to get the song. It was "Stagger Lee" by Lloyd Price. When it was time for him to appear on American Bandstand (it was that big a hit), Dick Clark ask Lloyd to re-write the lyrics because he didn't think they were appropriate for his audience. Hmm, I think Dick was right. After all, it's about gambling in the dark, threats, guns and "...three little children and a very sickly wife." The kids don't need to know about those things. Funny thing is, they could hear it on the radio. What? Here's one you should know:
"Since you left me if you see me with another girl, seeming like I'm having fun. Although she may be cute she's just a substitute..."
Clue: The lyric is from the middle of the song. There are tears involved.
We went over to the expo today. There were merchants from all over the country. Lots from Chiang Mai and some from places we've heard of, but haven't visited yet. We went to look and gather business cards for future reference. We ended up buying one thing for ourselves and one thing for the house. We got a beautiful mirror with a unique frame. When I get the camera back, I'll take a picture. We didn't see the whole expo because the heat was really something. It looked like there was going to be a carnival tonight and lots more booths. One of the things we've learned is to forget how things should go, or what would be logical. It's slowly sinking in that there are many levels of thought and action and ours aren't the only acceptable ones. Take for instance, the delivery of the mirror this evening. They said they'd bring it at six o'clock. At six they weren't here. At 6:30 Boot called to see what happened. Then the rain started, real hard. They showed up a little after seven. Boot was furious and wouldn't even speak to them. They brought the mirror in a pick-up, uncovered and it was all wet. When we pointed out this fact, we were met with laughter. Like "oh yeah, that". What? Lisa gave them a towel to wipe it off before brining it into the house. It's just different.
The forecast for the rest of this week is warmer and warmer. Or should I say 'hotter and hotter'. We may reach 100 F by the first of next week. If the evening rains keep happening it may stay a little cooler. And to think, Chiang Rai is a cooler place compared to other spots.
I guess it's time for a Wacky Wednesday. Enjoy.
Peace,
Danny
"To exist is to change, to change is to mature,
to mature is to go on creating oneself endlessly."
~Henri Louis Bergson
Gettin' Funky, Thai Style
www.flickr.com/photos/gratidudepics
As you approach the middle of the week, can you remember what you did seven days ago? I thought not. Can you remember fourteen days ago? This is just another random, unscientific survey, delving into the workings of the human mind. I know, it's crazy.
What's even crazier is how we can not remember recent history, but recall song titles from forty and fifty years ago (some of us anyway). Cousin Trudye and Denny were the only ones to get the song. It was "Stagger Lee" by Lloyd Price. When it was time for him to appear on American Bandstand (it was that big a hit), Dick Clark ask Lloyd to re-write the lyrics because he didn't think they were appropriate for his audience. Hmm, I think Dick was right. After all, it's about gambling in the dark, threats, guns and "...three little children and a very sickly wife." The kids don't need to know about those things. Funny thing is, they could hear it on the radio. What? Here's one you should know:
"Since you left me if you see me with another girl, seeming like I'm having fun. Although she may be cute she's just a substitute..."
Clue: The lyric is from the middle of the song. There are tears involved.
We went over to the expo today. There were merchants from all over the country. Lots from Chiang Mai and some from places we've heard of, but haven't visited yet. We went to look and gather business cards for future reference. We ended up buying one thing for ourselves and one thing for the house. We got a beautiful mirror with a unique frame. When I get the camera back, I'll take a picture. We didn't see the whole expo because the heat was really something. It looked like there was going to be a carnival tonight and lots more booths. One of the things we've learned is to forget how things should go, or what would be logical. It's slowly sinking in that there are many levels of thought and action and ours aren't the only acceptable ones. Take for instance, the delivery of the mirror this evening. They said they'd bring it at six o'clock. At six they weren't here. At 6:30 Boot called to see what happened. Then the rain started, real hard. They showed up a little after seven. Boot was furious and wouldn't even speak to them. They brought the mirror in a pick-up, uncovered and it was all wet. When we pointed out this fact, we were met with laughter. Like "oh yeah, that". What? Lisa gave them a towel to wipe it off before brining it into the house. It's just different.
The forecast for the rest of this week is warmer and warmer. Or should I say 'hotter and hotter'. We may reach 100 F by the first of next week. If the evening rains keep happening it may stay a little cooler. And to think, Chiang Rai is a cooler place compared to other spots.
I guess it's time for a Wacky Wednesday. Enjoy.
Peace,
Danny
"To exist is to change, to change is to mature,
to mature is to go on creating oneself endlessly."
~Henri Louis Bergson
Gettin' Funky, Thai Style
www.flickr.com/photos/gratidudepics
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Worry
Hi,
And hello from the wet and dry north. They've officially declared our province a drought area. Thousands of homes are affected because a lack of water produces less crops which produces less money to live. The Maekong river is down and tour boats are having a tough time. It's hot, then it rains, then it's hot. I guess the last 'rainy season' didn't produce enough ground water to last. We have no snow pack, so until I understand more about the water systems, I'll just have to guess. One couldn't tell there was a problem by watching life in the city. I think the people in the country are most affected right now. Here's hoping they can get the help and care they need.
Speaking of help and care, what happened to you all with the song? Nobody wrote me. Of course, I knew this would happen. (Ha)
"__ __ went home, and he got his forty-four. Said, I'm goin' to the barroom just to pay that debt I owe. Go __ __ go __ __.."
Clue: See, these guys were arguing and it got ugly. The key figure's name is the title of the song and it's what happens to those who imbibe too much.
Today we did a lot of 'stuff'. We had a list and we did almost everything. A run to Big C, the bus station, the tile store. Stuff like that. We've become experts at picking tile (with the help of our friend Nom). We got out in record time today. The trip to the bus station was to get tickets for a run down to Chiang Mai from #8 to #10. They're having their annual Art Festival so we're going to check it out.
On our way to The Place today, we took the detour along the river. The fair grounds were full of activity. People were setting up booths and stalls and we knew something special must be going on. We asked Yuthana about it and he told us it's a big expo of crafts from all over Thailand. It's kind of like a trade show, only it's local arts and crafts people selling to dealers and the public. We're going to go tomorrow afternoon with Boot. Who knows what we'll find. I'm sure we'll see things for the house (like there was any doubt) Then there's the matter of budget. (Ha)
Today was also the day that technology turned on me. But I won in the end. First, after cleaning the filters on the air/con (that's what it's called) they wouldn't go back in. It's a simple plastic screen with a special fiber mesh. It was supposed to slide into place. I've done it before and had no problems, but today... The problem was the lid. Lift too much and it closes part of the path of the screen. Then something went crazy with the wireless Internet connection and it took me quite a while to solve that one. There's a pattern to the frustration, acceptance, perseverance, solution thing. When I distill the whole thing, it will go down in history along side other 'stages' of life. Really.
Well, it's time to go surfing. Or was it sleeping? I think we're getting better with the 'lag' thing. Got up at 7:30 this morning. Of course, I did wake up at o'dark-thirty, but I managed to go back to sleep. There's hope.
It's time for Happy Tuesday!
Peace,
Danny
"Worrying about the future is like trying to eat the hole in a doughnut.
It's munching on what isn't."
~Barry Neil Kaufman
Gettin' Funky, Thai Style
www.flickr.com/photos/gratidudepics
And hello from the wet and dry north. They've officially declared our province a drought area. Thousands of homes are affected because a lack of water produces less crops which produces less money to live. The Maekong river is down and tour boats are having a tough time. It's hot, then it rains, then it's hot. I guess the last 'rainy season' didn't produce enough ground water to last. We have no snow pack, so until I understand more about the water systems, I'll just have to guess. One couldn't tell there was a problem by watching life in the city. I think the people in the country are most affected right now. Here's hoping they can get the help and care they need.
Speaking of help and care, what happened to you all with the song? Nobody wrote me. Of course, I knew this would happen. (Ha)
"__ __ went home, and he got his forty-four. Said, I'm goin' to the barroom just to pay that debt I owe. Go __ __ go __ __.."
Clue: See, these guys were arguing and it got ugly. The key figure's name is the title of the song and it's what happens to those who imbibe too much.
Today we did a lot of 'stuff'. We had a list and we did almost everything. A run to Big C, the bus station, the tile store. Stuff like that. We've become experts at picking tile (with the help of our friend Nom). We got out in record time today. The trip to the bus station was to get tickets for a run down to Chiang Mai from #8 to #10. They're having their annual Art Festival so we're going to check it out.
On our way to The Place today, we took the detour along the river. The fair grounds were full of activity. People were setting up booths and stalls and we knew something special must be going on. We asked Yuthana about it and he told us it's a big expo of crafts from all over Thailand. It's kind of like a trade show, only it's local arts and crafts people selling to dealers and the public. We're going to go tomorrow afternoon with Boot. Who knows what we'll find. I'm sure we'll see things for the house (like there was any doubt) Then there's the matter of budget. (Ha)
Today was also the day that technology turned on me. But I won in the end. First, after cleaning the filters on the air/con (that's what it's called) they wouldn't go back in. It's a simple plastic screen with a special fiber mesh. It was supposed to slide into place. I've done it before and had no problems, but today... The problem was the lid. Lift too much and it closes part of the path of the screen. Then something went crazy with the wireless Internet connection and it took me quite a while to solve that one. There's a pattern to the frustration, acceptance, perseverance, solution thing. When I distill the whole thing, it will go down in history along side other 'stages' of life. Really.
Well, it's time to go surfing. Or was it sleeping? I think we're getting better with the 'lag' thing. Got up at 7:30 this morning. Of course, I did wake up at o'dark-thirty, but I managed to go back to sleep. There's hope.
It's time for Happy Tuesday!
Peace,
Danny
"Worrying about the future is like trying to eat the hole in a doughnut.
It's munching on what isn't."
~Barry Neil Kaufman
Gettin' Funky, Thai Style
www.flickr.com/photos/gratidudepics
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