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Northern Thailand and Laos – Flooding and a Broken Toe

October 7th, 2005

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In the last few weeks, I’ve wandered from Bangkok’s massive markets, to a cooking class in the north of Thailand, survived a flood, and landed in Laos. It’s been an exciting few weeks. In many ways I feel like the real travel is just beginning… Beach time is over and now I’m really hitting the road.

I mentioned flooding in Chiang Mai in my last post. Well… it had been a month since the flood when I got there, and the night market was JUST reopening. The city was hit pretty hard.

I decided to try my hand at left-of-the-road motorcycle riding and happily clutched the keys to my shiny rented 100cc red Honda Dream. Of course I picked rush hour to start, and managed to get myself completely lost. Reading signs in Thai can be a problem. ;) After four and a half months of being in left-lane countries, driving on the left was luckily a snap. It was dealing with what I call “flow motion” that was more exhilarating… It was interesting to both be aware of everyone around me while at the same time figuring out where to turn.

On my birthday, did a quick visa run to Burma and spent the evening bar hopping with new and old friends in Chiang Mai.

The Rolling Birthday Bar - best invention e.v.e.r.

The Rolling Birthday Bar - best invention e.v.e.r.

How to drink from a bucket

How to drink from a bucket

Soon after that, I took a day-long cooking course with a couple from New York who are also travelling the world with no schedule. Learned how to make red curry, cashew chicken, and mango in sticky rice. Mmm.

The result of a days cooking class: mmm...

The result of a day's cooking class: mmm...

After this, we continued north to Pai in the north of Thailand. I was hoping for some more adventure: rafting, hiking, whatever!

So, here is some trivia for you: apparently, in Thailand, it is “good luck” if Gecko poo lands on you. Kind of like how it’s “good luck” if a bird poos on you. Who is coming up with these?? I was sitting in an office booking a rafting trip when tap something hit my head, and then landed on the desk in front of me. I took a closer look, thinking wtf – it looked like a petrified potato bug. The Thai woman sitting across the desk burst into a grin and exclaimed “Good luck! Good luck! Gecko sheet, Gecko Sheet!!” pointing happily at the ceiling, where indeed a gecko was positioned directly above me. Ha. I smiled politely as though it was the most wonderful thing in the world that I’d just been crapped on. Hooray!

Anyway it must not have worked, because we proceeded to get flooded out of town the next day, which obviously also meant the rafting trip was cancelled. (hmpf, no rafting in a flood? what?) This was the storm from the recent typhoon that hit Vietnam, which some of you may have heard about. My aforementioned NY friends escaped from their bungalow in water over waist deep! They had to wade through a strong current of flood-soup before they finally made it to my place.

Luckily (OK, maybe the gecko poo does actually work) I was in a guesthouse that was on higher ground and stayed dry. I still decided to leave immediately to stay ahead of the water… Back in Chiang Mai, they were awaiting the same flood (it’s downstream) and I didn’t want to get stuck. I booked a ticket to Laos for the very next morning, and from the plane I could see just how flooded it got. Word is the river rose 4.7 meters.

And that brings me to Laos. That’s pronounced “Lao” btw – the French added the silent ‘s’ which apparently has resulted in most of the world mispronouncing the name, including me until I got here!

I flew to Luang Prabang, which has sleepy old French colonial buildings and sits peacefully along the Mekong river.

What. A. Wonderful. Place.

The Mekong in Luang Prabang, Laos

The Mekong in Luang Prabang, Laos

I really shouldn’t tell you about it. This is the best kept secret EVER.  Well, maybe it’s not such a secret anymore… people are definitely discovering this country, which I am calling the New Zealand of Asia. Alas, you can see it changing before your eyes. But it was everything I was looking for in northern Thailand and couldn’t find… it isn’t hard to get off the beaten track here and is quite a lot more genuine.

Temple in Luang Prabang

Temple in Luang Prabang

The Mekong at Sunset

The Mekong at Sunset

Still itching to go rafting, I signed up for a kayak/rafting trip from Luang Prabang. Ended up breaking my right middle toe during a river rescue where a couple tipped from their kayak in the middle of a class III rapid. (Nothing like being in a boat together to get a couple to fight). ;)

I learned a lot about river rescues that day. Namely that it’s wise to keep your sandals on, so when you walk along the sharp riverbank afterwards (after your kayak also tips due to mishandled rescuing), you can protect your feet…  I also learned that it’s best not to paddle toward the frothy side of the river when towing a panicked swimmer. I totally went the wrong way. It was fabulous.

Just before The Incident

Happily kayaking just before "The Incident"

Children on a natural waterslide (better said, mudslide) :)

Children on a natural waterslide (better said, mudslide) :)

Child during alms-giving at dawn

Child during alms-giving at dawn

From there I went north to a very small village (with only 4 hours of electricity a day) named Muang Ngoi where I got to go hiking a bit, complete with broken toe. I’m not one to sit around much, but I did limit myself to day hikes. :) The highlight of the trip was walking through striking green rice paddy fields surrounded by limestone karsts up to a village only reachable by foot, trying to communicate with locals in Lao, and trading serenades with three little girls. We sang “Old McDonald Had a Farm” and they then sang beautiful (much more sophisticated) melodies in return.

Children in a small village north of Muang Noi

Children in a small village north of Muang Noi

Rice Farmer

Rice Farmer

Playing around in a waterfall

Playing around in a waterfall

Now I’m back in Luang Prabang and just had a fabulous 2-HOUR massage for SIX DOLLARS. Life is good. Heading south in the morning. We’ll see how things go down there – I hear this place has no end to its wonderful experiences. I can’t wait. :)

p.s. More roosters in Muang Ngoi. I have no qualms about eating chicken.
p.p.s. Yet another Dori reference from folks I met in Bangkok. Hmm.

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Introduction to Koh Phi Phi

May 25th, 2005

Slideshow: Cleaning up Koh Phi Phi Don

It’s been almost 2 weeks since I arrived in Koh Phi Phi. Time has truly flown and it’s amazing how busy one can be in “paradise.” ;) Here I thought I was going to have all this time to read and relax.. NOT! Haven’t even opened my book yet! People are working HARD here, and it’s fantastic.

I’ve been doing the Phi Phi “Dive Camp” – diving for a few days at a time, 3 dives a day. It has been very interesting, and I’ve actually learned a lot about underwater navigation! This is not your typical “fun dive” in beautiful clear water with lots of colorful fishies everywhere. I actually haven’t gone on one of those yet. This is TRASH diving. We jump from the town pier into water that also acts as the island’s sewage disposal system. We swim out among ferries and long-tail boats, taking big nets with us. When we descend (averaging only about 30 feet down), we stretch out the nets on the sea floor and commence to swim around looking for garbage. It doesn’t take long for loads of sand to get kicked up and the water to get very murky. At times you can only see a foot or so in front of your face, but that’s only when it’s really bad. Typically it just reminds me of diving out in Edmonds dive park. ;)

When the nets are full, we tie them up and put “lift bags” on them. These are basically big plastic bags that we fill with air and act as super-bubbles…  they float the garbage to the surface. Longtail boats drag the filled nets to shore and snorkelers empty them out into a giant pile of garbage on the shore. We are still waiting for the Thai government to come with a garbage boat to take it all off the island, but that hasn’t happened yet (well, it did a long time ago, once, I think) and there is no idea on when it will. For now they are burning anything wooden and the rest just sits in a giant stinkpile waiting for a boat.

On the way out for a dive

On the way out for a dive

Lift bags - just under the surface is a big, full, net of rubbish

Lift bags - just under the surface is a big, full, net of rubbish

The dive crew seems to attract quite a bit of attention, because we are going down where no one has looked yet. Certain areas are still relatively untouched after the tsunami, and we are finding every imaginable object. We’ve had at least 3 TV crews out here filming since I’ve been here. The most popular question is: “What do you find down there?” Well, to answer the unasked underlying question there, I haven’t actually found any human remains yet. There have only been 2 that have been found in the last couple of months, so it’s extremely rare. (Though, as a side note, I should comment that today I had a scare – I thought I saw the bones of a hand sticking out of the sand. My stomach sank and I swallowed hard as I started to move the sand off of it. Luckily it was only a stick. Odd feeling though.) I keep thinking I might find something; it’s a possibility and I need to prepare myself for it just in case. Anyway, back to the original question of what typical items are… well, among other things, a whole 7-11 washed into the ocean so there are a lot of coke cans, liquor bottles (some of which are still good and therefore a very popular find). ;) Oddly, lots of CDs & DVDs (probably from street vendors), some of which still work, books which are falling apart, pamphlets, signs, mannequins from shops, even a bikini STILL ON THE HANGER! Both the top and bottom! Unbelievable. I’ve also found some flowers (fake obviously), but it was odd to go along the sandy sea bottom and pick up a rose. Toys are fairly heartbreaking, as are Christmas presents (remember it happened the day after xmas). Shoes, masks/snorkels/fins, lots of clothing, metal roofing, large boards, palm trees (these can damage the reef and there are lots of them down there), etc. etc. Some of it is nearly impossible to take out now as it’s completely covered in sand, which when wet and underwater can be very heavy.

This pile of rubbish all came from the sea

This pile of rubbish all came from the sea

Some of the things we find can be resold

Some of the things we find can be resold

Wildlife? Well, sometimes you see some cute little nemo fishies swimming in a glorious anemone, perched atop a blanket from someone’s bed that became the anemone’s home. (Nemo is very curious, btw). But usually we find lionfish, angry crab (as we tend to take away their hiding place), etc. There are some bright fish that swim by now and then. But we have to be very careful about the lionfish! Today when I came out of the water I had a huge sea cucumber that had somehow hitched a ride on my BCD. It was hilariously disgusting. When they get stressed out, they basically vomit their intestines to make fish think they are dead (this seems like the most ridiculous defense mechanism EVER). So when I got out of the water, I had a slimy, pulsing goo that people were seeing on my backside and they started yelling and pointing and going “ewwww! grosssss!!! accckkk!!” as someone ran up to me and started beating me with a stick.  And I had NO idea what the heck was going on! Not a good feeling to have everyone screaming and pointing at you with not a clue as to why! ;)

Style points for water entry

Style points for water entry

Underwater, I take a stick with me and poke everything before lifting anything, just to make sure there are no sting rays, stone fish, or crab around. And I look very carefully at all times at a site before starting to work on it, looking for lionfish – they are very placid and not agressive at all, but they also tend to hang out and not move even with everyone moving around, so it’s important to be aware if there’s one near the net! These fish get your nervous system if they sting you. It can be really bad.

Andrew (the man responsible for the Dive Camp), me, and Karin

Andrew (the man responsible for the Dive Camp), me, and Karin

Anyway, let’s see, what else has been going on… I’ve settled into a kind of routine – it’s actually a healthier routine than the one I had when working at home! I wake up around 7:30am, by 8:30am I’m at the dive shop and getting all geared up. In the water by 9 or 9:30, do two dives, out around noon for lunch (provided to the volunteers free), then back in the water for one last afternoon dive. Walk back to the dive shop through town, dripping wet with dive gear still on and lots of people watching, return borrowed gear to shop, go home, shower, tend to small scratches (infection is rampant on the island so I’m treating every minor nick and scratch like a high risk wound – this is working very well actually). Go to a thai lesson for an hour (skipping that today to write this mail) ;) then dinner (you get a 60 baht coupon for dinner, like $1.50, for every day that you dive – you pay the difference), a drink, and bed by 11pm. Do it all over again the next day…. for variety, I’ll take an afternoon off and go rock climbing. I’ve gone several times already and it’s VERY fun here. I love the rock in the south of thailand. Luckily there are a few other climbers here so I haven’t had any trouble getting people to go with me. I think I’ll go tomorrow actually… ;)

People (volunteers) typically only take one day off a week. Friday. I’ve taken a couple more here and there just to let myself dry out. I don’t want to get an ear infection or something from being permanently wet. Plus it’s nice to get some sun now and then. I’m not all that tan as I’m always in a full rash suit. Just now starting to get a little more tan. :) Anyway, it’s interesting because you actually feel guilty for taking time off, because EVERYONE on the island is toiling away! It’s an amazing environment. It’s unfortunate that it takes a disaster to bring people together like this. We saw it in NYC after 9/11, and we’re seeing it here too. It’s amazing. Thai and farang (foreigners) are working together and interacting like they never did before. It’s really, really cool. :) The people are amazing and it really does seem like paradise, even with the rubble everywhere.

Girl toiling away in the heat

Girl toiling away in the heat

I’ve been eating really well. I rarely have breakfast, but if I do, you can get either a nice big “western” breakfast or go to the local “western” bakery and get some nice pastries. For lunch, we get rice and these little single-serving size bags with curries or vegetable mixes to put on the rice. At some point a short little old lady comes by with baskets of fruit. She is VERY popular among the volunteers and probably makes a killing! :) I like to eat pineapple after lunch. Sometimes I’ll get a banana-mango shake instead before heading back to the water. mmmm.  Dinner – quite a variety here actually. Either thai or italian. It’s nice to have the Italian there for those days when you crave home food. There are also food stands around that serve sandwiches (like burgers sort of) and thai pancakes (very good, but sweet). So I think I’ve lost some weight as the food is very healthy and I’m exercising quite a bit. That’s nice – it feels really good to be moving around! :D

Lunch consists of bags of curry and a big pot of rice

Lunch consists of bags of curry and a big pot of rice

My friend Jaime from home is coming in a few days! I’m very excited to see her. She is also traveling the world and is, oh, about 8 months in I think? (not sure). It will be really fun to have someone here from home. :) We may go to Krabi (a 1.5 hour ferry ride) and head to Ton Sai for some climbing.

In the beginning of June I need to head down to Malaysia really quick for what’s popularly known as a “visa run.” You jump down to the border and come right back to get a new 30-day visa stamp in your passport. I can’t remember if I mentioned in my earlier mail but I think they made a mistake in the airport and I’m stamped through June 8 2015 instead of 2005! haha! However I’ve been told they register everyone in a computer so they’d know I overstayed even if my stamp says otherwise. I’d rathe not risk it – will play by the rules. :)

Other than that not much else new really. Look at the pictures, that explains a lot more than I ever could. :) They took forever to upload so please do check them out! ;) This set is all about the island and how completely destructed it is. It’s a complete mess. And supposedly it’s a LOT better than it was. I’ve met a few people who survived the tsunami and they are very interesting to talk to. One was scuba diving when it happened. He said there was just a really strong current suddenly. Apparently it was one of the safer places to be, because the wave hadn’t broken and was barely noticeable except for the current.

Devastation

Devastation

A room left untouched since the tsunami

A room left untouched since the tsunami

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The Beginning of a Beautiful Friendship… With My Backpack

May 13th, 2005

After 4 days of traveling, I have finally reached the island of Koh Phi Phi Don (pronounced Ko Pee Pee Don). And what do I do? I find a room and the nearest internet cafe to write my first update. I haven’t really talked to many people in the last 4 days, so you can imagine the pent up verbal energy. Ha, I feel sorry for you. ;)

Bangkok was good. I had a *fabulous* stay at the Westin. It was nice to start off at such a nice hotel to really decompress after such a long flight and stressful last few weeks. Now, of course, I’m getting sticker shock (I could survive for 2 months out here on what I spent in two days) but at the time it was really, REALLY nice. I do recommend starting any long-term travel trip with the first night in a nice hotel to get your bearings, especially if it’s your first time on the road like this.

The Westins Heavenly Bed

The Westin's Heavenly Bed

The view from the Room

The view from the Room

I’ve now done a total 180 and am paying about $45 a week for lodging. Not bad. It seems to be one of the cheaper fares in town, as well. Not as cheap as my bamboo hut in Ao Ton Sai (near Krabi) in 2003, but this is made of brick & mortar and is neat and clean, so I’m not complaining. I don’t think I’ll be stepping on any scorpions in this place…

I’m getting ahead of myself.

Bangkok: stayed 2 nights, 1.5 days. Was for the most part exhausted so didn’t do anything worth mentioning. Had a nice (free) 30 min Thai massage at the hotel, did a little shopping for those last-minute items that I didn’t have time to get at home (like an adapter), and dipped in the pool to refresh from the layer of stick that occured every time I ventured outside. The septic Bangkok air takes some getting used to.

The island of Phuket was interesting. Had a “fun” experience getting a cab across the island to Phuket town. Once at Phuket town (finally) I got the cheapest hotel available… about 4 bucks for the night. It had a double bed and a sink. Fan, no Air con. It was OK actually. Very simple. It did the job. Anyway, once settled in my room, I decided to continue a one-piece bathing suit search which had begun in Bangkok – there seem to be no suitable sporty options around. Blast! What else is a girl to scuba dive in?? I finally managed to get a not-so-sporty one-piece. I’m extra large here. How depressing. :P

My room in Phuket

My room in Phuket

I also managed to get myself COMPLETELY lost for a few hours in the process. A nice, tiny little Thai woman finally saved me and took me safely back to the hotel, where lay in the room for a few minutes and splashed my face with cool water before going on a search for food. Thank goodness I didn’t have to go too far. Had much better phad thai for about $1.50 than my fancy room service at the Westin the night before (which was pretty cheap itself at $6). Watched American Idol while eating and then went back to the room and was asleep by 8pm. Exhausted.

Wide awake at 4:30am. What the hell was I thinking to go to bed so early? I’m never going to learn.  Listened to the rain for awhile (did I mention it’s been raining a lot since I got to this area? Good idea coming in Monsoon season, dude). *Finally* it was about 6:30 and I could get up. This of course meant that I instantly became sleepy again and didn’t want to get up. I’ll never be happy.

The people picking me up for the boat to Koh Phi Phi were 6 minutes early. This is not Latin America. Thank goodness I caught it; I was definitely expecting slack schedules and was in no rush. It was a fairly big tourboat with lots of people on it, both western and Thai. I managed to be in between various Thai people who were prone to seasickness. One boy nearly spewed all over my bag (he did spew, just barely missed my bag). The lady in front of me was also spewing. In fact, it seemed everyone around me was spewing. A boat worker came by and handed out plastic spew-bags. The boy wouldn’t stop, and his aim wasn’t the best. Bless his heart, poor thing, but not something I wanted to sit next to exactly.

Problem is, I couldn’t escape. I was wedged in by my own bag and gear, as well as my seasick Thai neighbors. Finally, one of the boat workers on bag-duty took pity on me (noticing the predicament) and asked if I wanted to move. I nodded. He helped me up and over the laps of the spewers, said to leave the bags and go on. I broke every backpacker rule and left my stuff unattended to go on deck for a while. It was worth it. (No worries mom, all my important stuff was in my little day bag which I kept with me). ;) Of course, nothing happened to my gear and I was *much* more comfortable outside. This also meant I could take pics as we approached the island. Always a plus.

Approaching Koh Phi Phi - before the tsunami, you couldnt see the other beach from this side.

Approaching Koh Phi Phi - before the tsunami, you couldn't see the other beach from this side.

Getting off the boat at Koh Phi Phi Don, the first thing you hear is the sound of construction. This place is a bustling construction zone. There are about as many foreigners as there are Thai, but it is still very quiet as far as people go. You can see garbage and rubble everywhere, next to fairly new-looking buildings and stores. They have internet and and an ATM (which I hear only works sometimes), as well as a few bars. You can tell where the priorities are. ;) It was odd to think of people partying as I choked up while walking around. I could all-too-vividly imagine the wave going over the entire lifeline of the island. It became real, and very, very sad.

I met an American named Scott who bought me a banana shake and a girl from Scotland named Kaz who is the nurse’s assistant. Apparently the nurse had her first day off in 2 months today. The American told me that about 2,500 to 3,000 people died on this island. I can’t remember the figures – I’m sure you could all look it up. Pretty devastating.

Devastation

Devastation

I inquired with some people about diving. I think tomorrow I may go. I’ll find out – tonight at 7pm at Carlito’s bar, they give the assignments. So far, no free lodging (remember, $46 for the week) and I thought that was part of the deal, but to be honest I don’t mind paying and as far as I see it, I’m getting to dive for free and help out, which is worth a LOT more. Anyway I haven’t talked to anyone about the “benefits” yet as all the people are still out working today. I just talked to some nurses and this Thai dude who is going to teach me to spin fire. :) wheee! Oh, and he might teach me some Thai, too. As long as I make it clear I’m not going to be his girlfriend I think we’ll be OK.

My guest house (I am in the pink buildings at the back)

My guest house (I am in the pink buildings at the back)

My room

My room

Man this is long. See, I told you I’d be chatty. I haven’t really talked much in the last 4 days (if you can believe it)! Now I finally have people to hang with. The most frustrating thing about being a foreigner, female, alone, and sticking out like a sore thumb is that people either 1) want your money or 2) want to get in your pants. There is very little opportunity for true conversation. I’m on the defensive most of the time, for good reason. Women are easier to talk to, but hard to find. They protect themselves with other people, which, arguably, I should be doing too. Huh.

Well, that’s about it for now. Time to go explore the island a bit. I may not be able to get online for a few days… as it’s rather expensive here, but hopefully next time I won’t be as pent-up with random things to tell. Or maybe there’ll be more, who knows.

More photos here.

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