As a suggestion before moving abroad, several people mentioned I should write a blog to document my adventures. I've never claimed to be computer savvy or always gramitcally correct, but it can't be that hard right? So here goes my friends...welcome to my crazy life =)

Welcome to Bangkok. After a brief overview from the Hangover 2, I have been pleasantly surprised to find that Bangkok can actually be quite a lovely place. Yes, you have your seedy bars, flirty bar girls, and interesting ladyboys, but Bangkok is also a beautiful and colorful city with lots of smiling faces, 7-11’s, busy markets, cheap foot massages, and the best street food around! I could eat noodle soup with fried pork every night! A few minor mishaps, but I feel I’m adjusting quite nicely.

11/06/2012

Oh Bali

It's October, which means my first week long vacation has arrived. I was expecting friends from Austin and had planned to go to the Thailand beaches, but they were not able to make it so I quickly rerouted to a destination I had always wanted to see: Bali. My expectations were high (a little too high it seemed) for this "magical" place and I was really excited. One of my Austin friends had been living in Asia so he met me for the adventure. Unfortunately the trip got off to a bad start when I was shorted 100 bucks by the illegal money changers at the airport. I mean it's bad when you can't even trust people at the airport. This is not the Bali I had imagined. Unfortunately, as the trip continued, it was a mix of good and bad, beautiful and ugly, fulfilling expectations and disappointment. I guess you could say I have a love hate relationship with Bali. The beaches at Kuta and Seminyak were nothing to be desired and I could have been in Myrtle Beach for the looks of them. We did have a nice dinner at a beachside restaurant while listening to American cover songs. Ulawatu redeemed those beaches by being a beautiful surfers paradise with massive cliffs and amazing sunsets.
We took a surfing lesson at Padang beach and I was able to stand up and ride waves so that was definitely a highlight of the trip!
 Unfortunately, I started feeling not so great around Tuesday, but powered through it thinking it was just a cold. The best way (and really the only way) to get around in Ulawatu is via motorbike so my friend and I (against better judgement) rented one for the day and off we went. I nearly missed getting hit by a van and only ran into one tree but abandoned ship before hitting it so I'd call that a success!
absolute petrol!

We met with some other friends from my school Thursday morning to do a sunrise volcano hike outside of Ubud! I was still not feeling so great, but decided to climb the volcano anyway because I didn’t want to miss out on my vacation because of a "silly cold". I felt stupid climbing as I fell way behind the group having to stop and cough and take my inhaler numerous times. Turns out that silly cold was actually the flu and climbing the volcano gave me a mean case of pneumonia, as I woke up Thursday afternoon with a 103 fever. Well, I guess that makes me a badass istead of a wuss =) Nevertheless, the view from the top was breath taking.

Had I not been feeling so sick, Ubud would have redeemed Bali for me as it is a beautiful and peaceful place. But instead of doing yoga and getting massages, I headed to the clinic, got a shot in the rear for the fever, and slept for 24 hours straight.  Not knowing at this time I had the flu or pneumonia and thinking I was better, I got up Friday and we watched an impressive dance at the palace and walked through the monkey forest. I was a big fan of the monkeys.


We came across a man who seemed pretty genuine as he offered me an herbal remedy for my sore throat and cough. We decided to arrange a tour of the temples with him for Saturday. I was 50/50 on the temple tour as we did get to see the rice fields and the main tourist temples and an off the beaten path temple, which was my favorite.
I was a little skeptical when he opened a "secret passageway" and told us there were underground tunnels leading under the temple. He asked if we had a "torch" but we kindly declined not wanting to make the news as American tourists bones found years later under a hidden temple.


As much as I enjoyed Bali, I couldn’t get past the feeling that people there were not very genuine. It felt like everyone was trying to screw you over and take your money. Our driver took us to one temple where his friend would be our “guide”. The friend asked us for 15 dollars to see some “newly found rice temple” which I doubt was even a real story. We told him we would give him 5 bucks each (which was still too much, but we wanted to walk through the rice fields). Flying back to Bangkok, I had to admit, I kinda missed you Thailand. I sighed with relief as I got into the cab to be back where I felt I could believe in the good of people! I took a nap fully expecting to feel better upon awaking, but unfortunately my fever was back. That is when I checked myself into the hospital and was told that I had the flu and pneumonia. I had to stay 3 nights in the hospital due to my condition and was then sent home on bed rest.  Apparently pneumonia is no joke as I have been out for over a week. I have mixed feelings about you Bali: You were the best of times, you were the worst of times!

September and October

Oh my gosh, where has September and October gone? I guess I’m just so well adjusted to my crazy city life, that ridiculous things don’t happen to me anymore. Or more likely, I’m just too busy to write them down. I do feel much more adjusted these days and this place is starting to feel like home! Here is a recap of the last 2 months of my journey:

I have gotten so used to riding motorbikes to work that I sometimes even ride without holding on. Like the cool kids =) I’ve made friends with my drivers and they wait for me in the morning and drop me either at the school or the coffee shop (conveniently pronunced “gofeee” in Thai). When I was on the injured list, one driver even drove up on the sidewalk to ask me if I needed a ride due to my hobbling around. I have learned a few more Thai phrases including, how are you, I’m fine, it tastes very good, what’s your name, and most importantly can I have a discount? However, just because I know them, does not mean they always work. Half the time, my pronunciation is so bad they just laugh at me, but they do appreciate the effort!
Early in September my friend and I decided we needed our first beach vacation. Koh Samet is what’s known as Bangkok’s vacation beach because it is the closest. We left work, headed to the bus station (thank goodness for google telling us which window to buy the ticket) and 4 hours later we were dropped at a pier. On the bus, we happened to meet three nice Canadians and two German girls. We all bought a ride on a speedboat and off we went. One thing I have learned in Thailand is that there are no real rules in Thailand. They don’t care about your safety for fear of being sued like they do in America. They figure if you are stupid enough to do something, then you better be safe enough to survive! We sped off into the pitch black night attempting to hold a conversation, but was quickly interrupted by the boat flying into the air at every blind wave we hit. We decided conversation could wait as we hunkered down and held on for dear life. Thank goodness it was a short ride! We floated up to shore like celebrities as others were enjoying their beachfront dinner. Having bonding over our lives, we decided to team up with the Germans for a cheaper room. We ended up with adjoining rooms and spent the weekend laying on the beach, getting massages, sharing buckets, and dancing til all hours of the morning. We made friends with some locals who showed us the private beaches and shared some good Thai food! Koh Samet: we will definitely see you again!
 
All in all it was a fabulous weekend that led to a less than fabulous week. The consequences of moving to a new place, starting a new job, not sleeping enough, and living off of street food finally hit me. I had developed quite the sweat rash on my arm, was still limping on the ankle, and was starting to feel run down and sick. So I decided to lay low for a while and start eating more veggies and taking some vitamin C. For the last few weekends in September, we had to take a Thai culture class all day anyway so that kept me occupied.
A few weekends later I was feeling a bit better, so I decided to go for a night out with a friend from work. We went to this amazing sushi restaurant called In the Mood for Love! It was delicious and then we hit the bars in Sukhumvit with some of her friends. I guess I was in the mood for love because I happened to be talking to this very attractive guy from South Africa when in conversation, he asked my age. Now, I did just turn 31, but 30 rolls off the tongue so much easier. His jaw literally hit the ground as he repeated, “you’re 30” at least 10 times. I guess I can understand his reaction, as five seconds earlier I was thoroughly enjoying dancing to "call me maybe" on the dance floor. I said I wasn’t sure what the big deal was, to which he responded, "I’m 23!" Ohhhh...yeah, when I was 23, the idea of 30 did seem a world away, but how about that for an ego boost ;) I decided next time I lie about my age, I might as well skip the 3 and just go with 29. Funny, because a few weeks later, I was approached by a French guy this time (who looked to be about 23) so I just simply smiled and told him I thought he was too old for me.
I have gone back to Chatachuck market a few times since living here and I have found the most amazing earring stand. Every now and then you can stumble across something great in there! The only down side is that the earrings are expensive, even by American standards. However, they are good quality and I really like them so I bought a pair anyway. I sat and ate at a Thai stall with no English menu and found some incredibly delicious coconut ice cream that they serve you in the coconut shell, and believe it or not friends, I found a bluegrass band!!
 
I had a scare one day when I had to go to the police station to get fingerprinted. Not because I am a criminal, but I had to do a background check for work. The guy asked me for a copy of my passport, which I did not have, so he explained where the copy center was. Of course, I only nodded and smiled and then wandered around aimlessly looking for someone who might speak English. A nicely dressed man stepped out of an office so I politely asked him if he knew where I could get a copy of my passport. He studied it and me, asked the reason, and then took it inside before I could stop him. Now, I wanted to believe that he was making a copy for me, but I couldn’t help but think I just let a random man steal my passport. After an anxious 5 minutes, he returned with my passport and a copy. He also gave me a business card as he was a lawyer specializing in foreign affairs. Let’s hope I don’t ever need his services!

I have had some time to explore other parts of Bangkok as my friend and I like to do touristy things on the weekends. We have been to Ko Kret, which is a small island north of Bangkok known for its pottery and desserts. We rented bikes and rode around the island on a narrow path with the fear of falling in the marshes if we made a wrong turn and taking in a few odd sights...

 
We also saw some temples including the largest reclining Budda at Wat Pho.

 
I have learned that banana roti from a street stall is my favorite dessert food and I continue to get foot massages once a week. One thing I feel the need to comment on is Asian women’s fashion sense in shoes! I just don’t understand it. I saw a woman on the BTS the other day wearing these cute cut off jean shorts with a quite revealing tank top, and then on her feet were these enormous fuzzy black flip flops with a red fuzzy butterfly! I am intrigued by the foot fashion and also the hair fashion here. Women will be dressed very smart casual, looking all professional, but then wear a big Mickey Mouse hair clip with their fuzzy butterfly shoes. I guess it’s not the weirdest thing you could see in Bangkok. Speaking of, one of the weirdest nights I have spent in Bangkok took place at McDonalds.
 
My coworker's husband is a deejay and we spent the night dancing to his disco tunes after cruising aroud Khao San Road, which is nothing more than a bunch of backpackers drinking buckets and buying cheap souvenirs (as could be expected). Afterwards, we were invited to the “after party” at this sketchy little venue up some random metal elevator. We entertained ourselves by playing the celebrity game, naming people at the party for the celebrity they looked like. By the end of the night we had seen Kim Kardashian, Tom Selleck, Debbie Gibson, and many more! We left rather quickly and decided to get some late night McDonalds instead. Wow, apparently McDonalds is the new hotel, as the three tables next to us had people sleeping in the booths. There was also a lady living at the McDonald’s as we watched her take a shower in the sink and return to her booth to suspiciously watch people passing while repeatively checking under her purse as if she was looking for something. After watching for about 5 minutes, we realized she was not mentally sane and felt rather bad for her. We ate our chicken sandwiches and headed home! What an interesting place Bangkok is!

Which is why I try to get out of Bangkok every chance I can and was lucky enough to go on another beach trip in October, this time to the most beautiful place in the world: Railay Beach. It is a rock climber’s heaven and I spent a weekend there climbing with one of the girls from work. It had been quite some time since I had put on my harness and shoes, but I really enjoyed getting back into it and look forward to spending more than a few weekends there.
 
September and October were super busy!! I can only imagine what the rest of the year has in store...