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So off to Khao San Rd. we went to do our thing. One day I will enter this part but not for now. SORRY.
And that was then end of bangkok for us since the next day we had to get up at 5 to make our 6:45 flight to her home. we made our flight and arrived at the airport at around 10:00 a.m. We then had to take a taxi for about one and a half hours to make it to her home. Her hometown was really really poor. The streets were all dust and dirt. The houses were shacks made out of wood. The people were all dressed in clothes that were filthy because there was so much dirt around. Funny thing I was used to this and had gone thru something like this before. You see in high school we went on a trip to guatemala and had to endure the exact same circumstances so to me it was nothing big. Honestly though I don't think many people would be able to handle it.
When we arrived I got to meet her family. Here I could not communicate with anybody. Nobody spoke english. All I could do was do the thai bow and say "Sa wat dee cap." Pretty much the whole town knew there was a falang around once I arrived. Town was very small. You could walk from one end to the other in five minutes. Not much to really say because there was nothing really to do. After her home our next stop was her grandmother's home. Then her uncles home which was in the next town and actually was fairly nice. Here I took the opportunity to call my airline and see if they had changed my flight. I called and they told me that they had been trying to get a hold of me to tell me that I was confirmed for a day later than I was supposed to leave and they said they hoped my friend was doing better. I felt bad for what I did but I did it for my tilak. When she heard the news she was sooo happy.
After her uncles we rode around a little bit and she would stop at houses where she knew people. Everybody would just sit outside and talk. I would go with my tilak to her neighbours, friends and family and sit there and smile because I couldn't understand a word that was being said. I knew that one way I would get the family to like me is if I would eat their food. I know from all my travels around the world that people like it if you eat their food and do not complain. This is where like I said at the beggining of the story is the way to a thai girls heart. So I ate wutever they ate. And I mean wutever. I ate bugs, raw beef, spicy spicy vegetables, sticky rice with my hands I must add. I ate it all. All I worried about was the water. I asked them if the water was good they said yes. I paid for this later. Which I will tell you about at the end.
Another thing I must add is that the toilets here were the tru thai ones. U guys know what I am talking about. The ones on the floor where you have to squat and then take a scoop of water to wipe your ass. Let's say I tried it once and never tried it again. I didn't shit the whole time I was there I couldn't do it.
There was nothing to do at night so we watched some tv and went to bed early. I was awoken to the sounds of roosters and even worse than that was some thai guy speaking really really loud over some speaker fone which laster like 5 minutes. This was all like at 7 in the morning. I have no clue what that was all about. Maybe it was the news or something. That morning they had some festival at the local school. I
think it was some talent show or something with the children which was very cute. My tilak told me that we couldn't be affectionate like we had been everywhere in Thailand. Meaning it was not good if we held hands all the time, or hugged, or cuddled in public. Thai people I think are against things like this, I think they are against public affection, or its not really accepted in the thai culture.
The festival had about 150 people. At the begining they had a blessing with two thai monks they had all the special people in the town sit around in a circle in front of the monks. All of a sudden a lady adds two chairs and grabs me and my tilak to sit down. They did this to show their hospitality. They gave me a present. A pillow. I can't remember what this signifies but it means something special. After that the ladies put these strings around my wrists i got one from each of the women. There were two women. They didn't tie it though. I asked my tilak wut this meant and wut was going on. She said that this is a custom. And that women cannot tie a man's string only monk. And a monk cannot tie a woman's string only another woman and not a man. After that the monk did a little prayer and the childrens did some dancing.
After the festival we went to another town to go to some markets. I wanted to buy her family and friends some presents for being very hospitable to me. I bought her immediate family some gifts in BKK but I wanted to make sure I got everyone something. When we got there everyone started staring. Like they've never seen a falang before. The market was empty I mean there were stores but no people. So we went thru and did our shopping. I would pull my lucky story and they would give me good prices and I bought gifts for everyone.
That night was to be my last night in Thailand. My tilak said she had something planned for us. Just that we needed to pay 600 baht for a taxi which was a neighbours truck for us and her family. I said of course. So that night me and her family took some dirt road to a town nearby. We arrive at some sort of carnival. On a much smaller scale. Back at home carnivals have ferris wheels, go carts, games, etc.
This carnival had one swing for the kids maybe a few shops selling toys for the children, a few food shops, and one game. Where you had to try to pop all the balloons with darts. Me and my tilak tried the game to try and win some prizes for her family. We played maybe three times and only won the little prizes. So instead I ask how much to buy the big prizes and just bought the big prizes and gave them to her family. The main reason for going there was to watch a show. This was a show where they did the thai dancing on stage. It was beautiful, there were many acts. From little children, to teenagers to adults doing different dances and different skits. Each group contained from 5-30 people in a group. That is when I thought in my head there was no other way I could've ended my trip any better than to be with my Tilak and watch a traditional thai show, in her home.
Leaving at 5 the next morning was very sad. This was the end of my trip. My tilak arranged it so she could take the same plane with me to Bangkok then take a flight from bangkok back to phuket while I would go back home. We arrived in bangkok and had an hour before I left she stayed with me right till the end.
We got to have one more meal together before it was all over. After that she walked to where there were only passengers allowed. I tell you guys something. I am totally a guy that does not cry, I didn't cry when my girlfriend of 5 years left me, i never cried when my grandparents died, i didn't even cry when i lost my father. But leaving her she started to cry very much and made me cry to. I remember the security guards watching us and thinking how cute it was. That was the end of my cRaZy time in Thailand. Where I had the time of my life......................... THE END............................
I forgot to add that the ride home was the worst plane ride ever because I had caught a case of the worst diareah i've ever had. I got it from drinking the water. The water was clean they said. But I realized that the way the cleaned it was they boiled it then cooled it down then drank it. I was in the bathroom every 20-30 minuets. It was horrible.
As for where me and my tilak stand. I don't know. I know she is still with her boyfriend. I actually talked to her a few days ago and it seems that they are getting along well and that he is taking good care of her money wise. I think he has given her much money for her and her family. At first I told her I was to come back April for Songkran. But during our last conversation i told I don't know if I am to come. I told her I do not want to cause any trouble between her and her boyfriend since he is taking good care of her. Part of me wants to leave it alone now and get on with my life but a part of me wants to go back and fight for her love.
THANK YOU GUYS VERY MUCH for being patient with me and listening to my story. I am going to stay off this site for a while. I must try and concentrate on my life here at home. I promise that if I do go in April for Songkran I will stop by MTB you guys won't know it's me but I promise to ring the bell....
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