This is the first time since living abroad that I have decided to vote in the Thai elections. Yesterday, I received the two voting cards and other pertinent documents from the Thai embassy here. The whole thing was pretty easy. First, I had to register to vote – a few months ago – via the the embassy’s website. Next, they responded to me via email to inform me that they had received my request to vote. Then, I just had to wait for them to sent me the voting cards etc.
To me, it does not matter if the party for which I voted wins the election or not. I just wanted to express my democratic right for once. If the party I don’t like wins the election, I will sincerely congratulate them. Everyone should accept the outcome whether they approve or not; otherwise the country will go back to the same chaotic cycle of Yellow and Red. Nobody likes corrupt politicians. But to address this problem, everyone should agree that it should be done within the democratic process. In a mature democratic society, everyone abides by the rule of law. That’s how society can move forward. We can have as many elections as we like, but when people don’t behave democratically and adhere to the law, democracy will be a dead loss.
During Songkran the entire nation is allowed to go wild and many Thais tend to adopt this attitude. People will behave in a way that they don’t normally do. For instance, a lot of people will get drunk and some will even carry a bottle of whisky with them as they venture outside on trucks to have a water fight with other Thais on the road. Then the alcohol will be shared and given to complete strangers. To some people, Songkran is a time when they can get wet and wasted at the same time. Normally the police will not condone this kind of behaviour. Nevertheless, there will always be some people who misbehave during Songkran such as by fighting or groping women. Then the police will have to swing into action to deal with the problem. But what happens when people start to go nude?
It depends on the circumstances. I once experienced an unforgettable Songkran when a bunch of transgenders, who came out of nowhere, appeared in the neighbourhood. They used the area as their base to launch an all-out assault on everyone who happened to be in the vicinity. Not only did they bombard people with water, some of these “ladies” also daringly exhibited intimate parts of their bodies for everybody to see. Their action caused a severe traffic jam in the area; people stopped their trucks to have a good look. A couple of these “ladies” even lifted their skirts and hosed their beavers down. This was the first time that I had ever seen the secret part of a transgender and the whole thing was taking place in broad daylight. Aside from revealing all, they also accosted a few men and began to undress these unfortunate guys. It was not the first time that I had seen other men’s butts! People witnessing this spectacle did not seem to be outraged and many just stood there in awe. My friends and I, on the other hand, were watching this spectacle in laughter. Later, I saw two policemen coming in our direction. I thought they were going to take action against these mischievous “women”, but they just stood next to me chuckling. I noticed that there was an alcoholic smell emanating from their bodies. Seeing that they were already wet and a bit tipsy, I decided to give them a full Songkran. I threw a bucket of water at them and then covered their faces with baby powder mixed with water. There was nothing they could do to stop this attack – since it was Songkran – they just had to take it like men. I do not know why, but I ended up grabbing one of the officers’ shoulders and kissing him gently on the cheek. I cannot explain why I did that – except for being somewhat intoxicated – but at that moment I just felt like it. In normal circumstances, I would never ever dare to do such a thing, let alone go near them. Before the two officers departed, I wished them a happy Songkran.
If you ask me what caused a few girls to behave inappropriately during this Songkran, my answer is in the title of this post.
I always like Songkran. It is a good time when people in Thailand can enjoy splashing water at each other. Everyone is permitted to do that without worrying that someone might be angry; or even if some people are upset because of getting wet, nobody will give a damn. During Songkran, you are supposed to be drenched with water. I strongly recommend that people who are scared of water and don’t want to be soaked stay indoors throughout this joyful period. I hope my advice will not be too difficult to heed.
I find it funny that some Farang men bitterly complain about Songkran. These people should be aware what it is all about and try to avoid it if they don’t appreciate this tradition. Your clothes can be ruined by filthy water, powder or whatever people use during Songkran. This is why you don’t see the locals wearing smart clothes when they go out throwing water at one another. Your electronic devices may also suffer. To avoid this problem, the easy solution is not to take them with you when you go out. I thought the main reason why these Farangs came to Thailand was to have a good time and get wet. These men seem to gripe about being doused during Songkran but they don’t seem to be particularly discontent when they have to kneel down and implore a “bar boy” or a “bar girl” to release his or her blessing all over their faces. I don’t see the distinction between being saturated in Songkran and getting wet in water sports. Both are the same to me. But if you ask some Farang men which they think is nicer – and warmer – I have no doubt that their answer would be unanimous: the latter.
Filed under Farang, Thailand
I saw a lot of fat Farang men during my trip to Thailand. They seemed to be omnipresent. I first encountered one in the lounge toilet at Heathrow airport. Forgetting to lock the door, I was startled to see the chubby gentleman pushing it open. Well, it was my fault. Still, it was a funny incident.
On the plane, there was one sitting in the middle row, diagonally in front of me. The guy seemed to be particularly excited about his holiday. One might assume that it was his first time travelling to the Land of Smiles. He was particularly talkative. He took great pleasure in conversing with his mates. For a moment, I wondered if I was sitting in cattle class. Fortunately, owing to his tiredness, he spent the rest of the journey bunked down with his mouth shut. I tried not to look in his direction though I could not resist the temptation to cast a glance at him from time to time. He had a rather rounded belly. When he raised his arms, his t-shirt moved upwards too. How fortunate I was to be able to view his pregnant-like tummy so intimately. It must have been my lucky day that day.
On the journey back to Bangkok from the place where I had spent such a lovely time resting in beautiful surroundings, again, at the airport, I witnessed another foreign daddy making a spectacle of himself. He was totally intoxicated. His face was flushed. His t-shirt was unbuttoned, baring his fat hairy gut for everyone to see. He walked around the area, demonstrating his daddiness for the world to see, as well as pestering a couple of female foreigners. It was not difficult to guess where the gentleman came from due to his accent. I’d prefer not to express it.
Before I carry on talking about my wonderful time in Thailand, I just want to say that I am aware that there has been severe flooding across the south of Thailand. I feel for the locals and tourists who have been affected by this problem. If I had decided to stay in the area for another week, I might have been stranded there. It is very unusual to experience this kind of freak weather at this time of the year. It was supposed to be summer in Thailand. I hope that everything will be back to normal soon.
Let’s get back to talking about the good time that I spent in the south of Thailand. For a couple of days, I had trouble sleeping. I kept waking up very early; about four or five o’ clock in the morning. Having nothing to do, I would walk out on to the terrace and gaze at the sea. The early morning breeze touched my naked body and I thought how lucky I was to be born in this beautiful country. I was lazing around outside for quite some time before the birds began to greet the day with their chirping voices. The cicadas also seemed to have no qualms about waking people up with their rasping sound. I thought to myself this was it, the perfect holiday.
I indulged myself with proper Thai noodle soup for almost every breakfast during my stay, except for the last day. I would follow up with cold cuts and so on. It was nice to drink a decent cup of coffee too. The waitress would ask me if I wanted some more and I would say yes for just another cup. Then, I would take time with tasty fruits. It was very pleasant to have a few pieces of sweet, succulent watermelon, proper mango and ripe orange papayas after the meal. By then, my little tummy would be stretched. Before I left the restaurant, I would always thank the waitresses for their kind service. After that, I and the other person would saunter back to our tranquil ‘des res’.
Filed under Thailand, Travel
I left Thailand since last week. Yet I keep thinking about the lovely time I spent in my own country. Everything went smoothly. The journey from home to Heathrow was a good start. There was no hassle clearing security at the airport and there was no long queue either. Sitting in the lounge was slightly tedious but when we boarded the flight, we just got straight on the plane. On board, as expected, I did not manage to sleep but it did not matter since I had Kylie Minogue’s song, i.e.Get Outta My Way, to accompany my journey. I watched “Black Swan” and played Sudoku and some other games. Being Thai I did not have to deal with long queues on arrival at Suvarnabhumi like foreigners frequently do. After checking in at the hotel in Bangkok, I went out to have a haircut; the owner of the hairdresser salon remembered me because I had my hair cut there a couple of years ago. The hairdresser asked me where we were heading. She told me there had been a massive earthquake in Japan and was worried that it could affect the Gulf of Thailand – our destination. I was quite concerned but I was more worried about my Japanese friends. Next we went to have dinner and then back to the hotel. I tried to sleep but my mind was somewhere else. The seismic shockwaves lingered in my head all night. In the end, I managed to get some shuteye for just a few hours. We went back to Suvarnabhumi the next morning. Again, it did not take us long to finish the usual procedures at the airport. Sitting in the lounge, I was checking some Thai pocket books that I had bought the day before at the bookstore near the hotel; at the same time, I was looking forward to boarding the plane. I could not wait to reach our destination…
Filed under Thailand, Travel