10.28.2007
Malaysia Bound
My first six-week term is behind me and now I have a week off. I had to leave the country for visa reasons so I'm on my way to Penang, Malaysia with Allan, my friend from the course who's in the same boat (well, plane actually, but he needs to leave the country, too). It makes for a great excuse to travel, and I'm looking forward to another landscape. It's funny that most people come to Thailand to vacation, but I'm actually leaving the Land of Smiles for my R&R. I finally picked up Culture Shock, a book that Sarah lent me with the message that it'll be like my Bible here. One quote in particular hit home: "One of the paradoxes of the modern world is that a man, or woman, can be uprooted, flown halfway around the globe, dropped down in another time, climate, culture, and expect to get up the following day and function as usual." This has been my story for the past three months, starting school almost immediately, and then straight to a new job, career even. There was no easing into the new culture, but I'd bet jumping into the deep end has its advantages. Nevertheless, now it's time to kick back and be a tourist for a bit.
Here's a picture one of my students took on the last day of class. I almost fit right in, huh?
And she captured me doing I don't know what on another day, but this gives you an idea of the classroom. They have a lot of character, and the wall I'm facing is all windows, which is nice.
10.14.2007
Rainy Day Ramblings
It's rainy season now and it seems like once a day the sky opens up and on comes the assault. I'm staring out of my window now and see people throwing up umbrellas and scampering to dry land, the security guard at my building chasing after some big board on wheels that just rolled into the street, the women at the wash-n-dry place hastily bringing in laundry that they'll have to dry all over again, and the Thai women in the massage shop still enjoying their foot rubs and likely glad to be where they are. I hear all the soi dogs howling. There are a lot of stray dogs that live on the quiet streets because Thais will not put a dog to sleep. Almost every evening around the same time, I hear someone chanting and all of the dogs howling. There is not a temple near me so it's not the monks. Some of my classmates who lived near temples in Chiang Mai awoke every morning at 5:30 to monks chanting and dogs howling. I will have to follow the sound next time and see who it is.
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