Who wants the "American Breakfast" when they're in Thailand?
It's been tough trying adjust to this place. I dare say even tougher than adjusting to India. We look for a bus, we find a bus. It comes and it's nicer, cleaner and more comfortable than we'd imagine. It arrives on time and drops us off on time AND it even has a bathroom on the bus. BOR-ING! We spent one day in Bangkok, gave our passports to some sketchy Visa place and took off to try and find the real Thailand. We got on a bus and went up north and then got on another Thai run city bus and went up north even more. We then rented bikes and went a little further north. After a lot of travel we finally found the true Thailand and we definetly enjoyed what we saw. After spending the morning biking on some wobbly make shift bikes we found ourselves at a huge pond surrounded by little restaurants. We walked down to the water, plopped ourselves on the ground which was a hovering bamboo rafts and tried to order off the non-english menu. We were out of the city enough that no one spoke English and we were back to being starred at quizzically. Who thought I'd ever miss that? After a game of sherades trying to explain to the chef that we didn't want pig or cow or chicken (Jenn does a great chicken squak) we pointed at a random thing on the menu and hoped for the best. Delicious! A very successful day in real Thailand.
Just when we thought we'd gotten in our share of adventure in Thailand, a litte extra came our way. I came down with a fun case of food poisoning and spent the night on our bathroom floor (which lucky for me was shared with the rest of the guest house.) Mommy Jenn took good care of me during the day and basically carried me and all our stuff onto the 12 hour overnight bus back to Bangkok. Boy was that a ride! I made to Bangkok barely in one piece and woke up this morning to sad whimpers of Jenn in the bathroom coming down with possibly the same thing. Who have thought we'd live through India without a wobble and come crashing down the first days in Thailand.
Next, we're dragging our sick bodies over the border to Myanmar (Burma). We've been having a lot of discussion amoung ourselves and with others about going to this place. Burma is a totalitarian state and has been cited as one of the world's six "outposts of tyranny" by Condoleezza Rice. Part of us feels that in going there we are supporting this government and another part feels that the tourism industry helps by creating much needed jobs. We have planned a 10 day route where we will not be staying in any government run institutions and will be travelling and buying from as many local people as possible. While undoubtedly some of our money will go to the government we've been trying to plan a trip which can limit it as much as possible. Through the reading we've done, we've decided that we are going to Burma more as a witness than anything else. We'll let you know what we see and how we feel when we get back.
Till then.
Just when we thought we'd gotten in our share of adventure in Thailand, a litte extra came our way. I came down with a fun case of food poisoning and spent the night on our bathroom floor (which lucky for me was shared with the rest of the guest house.) Mommy Jenn took good care of me during the day and basically carried me and all our stuff onto the 12 hour overnight bus back to Bangkok. Boy was that a ride! I made to Bangkok barely in one piece and woke up this morning to sad whimpers of Jenn in the bathroom coming down with possibly the same thing. Who have thought we'd live through India without a wobble and come crashing down the first days in Thailand.
Next, we're dragging our sick bodies over the border to Myanmar (Burma). We've been having a lot of discussion amoung ourselves and with others about going to this place. Burma is a totalitarian state and has been cited as one of the world's six "outposts of tyranny" by Condoleezza Rice. Part of us feels that in going there we are supporting this government and another part feels that the tourism industry helps by creating much needed jobs. We have planned a 10 day route where we will not be staying in any government run institutions and will be travelling and buying from as many local people as possible. While undoubtedly some of our money will go to the government we've been trying to plan a trip which can limit it as much as possible. Through the reading we've done, we've decided that we are going to Burma more as a witness than anything else. We'll let you know what we see and how we feel when we get back.
Till then.
posted by Jenn | 6:15 AM
3 Comments:
And I thought you actually found a place that served Eggs, bacon/sausage, taters and coffee with texas toast. In Dortmund, they called it "American Breakfast" too.
Be careful out in Burma, I sent you those news things.
Kevin
just out of curiousity, did you get any offers for "fresh young boys" out in Thailand?
Hey, just had to put this post on, Deano set up a facebook group...this is effing hilarious! read below:
As I am sure many of you have heard my friend Darren Finnamore moved to Calgary this summer to start a new job.
Despite all the good things Calgary has to offer such as Ranchman's, Pete's Drive In, Banff, Cowboys, The French Maid, The Stampede, Earl's, prarie oysters, the Flames, really big rabbits and no environmental legislation, Darren has managed to fall in with the wrong crowd.
Some of his co-workers lured Darren into becoming a Mormon by promising to assign him a wife. The idea of not having to stumble over pick-up lines and remember half truths immediately appealed to Darren.
He did not consider the fact that he was selling his soul for a good time. Now I have nothing against paying for a good time. My uncle Frank used to tell me that you're not a man until you've paid for sex, but how high a price is too high? I think these Mormons have gone too far and it's time to fight back.
We need to remind Darren of all the good things he is giving up by becoming a Mormon. Things such as booze, pre-marital sex, experimental drugs, sleeping in on Sunday and having a wife without a mustache. We need to remind him how much fun it is to drink until you can't remember where you live and then go home with who ever is left at the bar so you don't have to sleep in the street.
Im asking everyone who cares about Darren to email him at darren_at_earl@hotmail.com
and tell him not to become a Mormon.
Also if you happen to live in Calgary (Petey, I'm looking in your direction on this one) please call Darren and take him out for a night on the town. An evening at the French Maid followed by rye a Ranchman's would go a long way in convincing Darren to stay atheist.
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