Bangkok, Yarawat Street. After flying nine hours to Tokyo, seven hours to Bangkok, and taking a two hour ride by rented van we arrive at the New Empire Hotel. Our trip is structured so that at times like this we have access to what normal tourists don’t see. The whole point was to see the real Bangkok and I’m excited to say I’ve done just that. The Temple of the reclining Buddha was awe inspiring, but even more so were the monstrous dilapidated tenement house high rises and the mile after mile of street venders serving countless people bustling about their business mostly on scooters. Mae Nam Chao Phraya, the main river, connects an intricate system of canals along which the homes range from the shanty to the extravagant. We chartered a longboat for 100 baht a person to take us through the residential areas connected by canal which were fascinating. Mailboxes face the canal and everything from faded vinyl Coke signs to bird cages, animal skulls, and boats hang from porch banisters as people go about their daily routines. Children jumped from bridges over the canal and people did laundry in them. This has become an important piece of motivation for my pursuit of a legal degree directed at protecting the environment. The canals and river are such an important part of the lives of many Thai people and are arterial throughout the city yet there is not a single sewage treatment plant to be found, all sewer pipes discharge directly into the canals and as a result of that and all the boat traffic they are filthy.
On a more pleasant note Bangkok was wonderful. I ate all menagerie of strange things and fell in love with what I have dubbed Stick Meat, referring to any of the stunning variety of meats that can be found skewered on sticks and grilled. For dinner we would eat and drink like kings for 70 baht which equals out to little under two U.S. dollars and then for 20 more baht, about 80 cents, have a giant skewer of the choiciest of stick meats dipped in any variety of sauces from sweet and sour to the spiciest of pepper sauces.
Looking out from the top tier of a Buddhist monument at the Wat Arun temple, I felt the weathered brick under my hands as I looked out over the rest of the temple complex and the high-rises and skyscrapers, mixed in no particular order, stretching out forever into the haze and thought about how this was the furthest I had ever been from home. The furthest both in terms of distance and cultural difference. It made me feel small to think about how these millions of people had been living, dying, and going about their business without me until the moment of my arrival a day or so earlier. Of course one knows the rest of the world is really out there somewhere, but now that I’ve set out to see it my former perceptions and ideas of what it was seem so vague.
Koh Tao.
Koh Tao is an island paradise two hours by boat from mainland Thailand. If Jimmy Buffet died I imagine he’d choose Koh Tao over heaven, and as such I had a great time there. Upon our arrival we had the day off to peruse the town and get a feel for things. The following day we went scuba diving at a dive site called Shark Pinnacle and one called Green Rock. At Shark Pinnacle we saw bull sharks and white reef sharks and it was…awesome. At Green Rock we swam through small caves, saw fields of Christmas Tree worms, and pissed off enormous triggerfish as we swam through their territories. If diving at Koh Tao was this good I can hardly wait to dive in the Maldives. That night we went out and sampled the culture of the island and although I may never sort out exactly what it is, it is definitely something. Far too early the next morning we departed for the mainland again and upon arrival we traveled to a national park to explore an enormous cavern whose ceiling had collapsed. It was easily the most awe inspiring experience thus far, the cavern being directly out of an Indiana Jones movie with a small forest and a temple of sorts inside it. We hiked up the mountain to the cavern before dawn and were inside as it slowly grew light. Inside I built a cairn for my family on top of a rock with a great view of the cavern. On the hike down we caught a rare sight of monkeys eating in a tree along the trail at about head level and about five or six feet away.
We departed from the cavern site to stay in a dormitory several hours by bus away. We stayed there two nights and in hiked one day through a tropical dry forest there. We heard gibbons howling nearby, saw several giant piles of elephant feces, and hiked about six miles down through the forest to a huge waterfall. My friend Nate and I climbed up the rocks a bit and jumped into the crystal clear, ice cold water below. I have never felt anything more refreshing in my entire life than those waters after hiking through the jungle all day. Also there were beautiful trout everywhere in the pool below the falls. The following morning vans arrived and brought us to the hotel from which I am writing, so now everyone is all caught up. I leave in about an hour for the airport and a few hours after that for Delhi, India. Very exciting.