Having
been in Thailand less than 24 hours, I have made two observations. First, the
concept of roads hasn't seemed to have caught on in Thailand yet. Second, there
are a lot of stray dogs.
Dogs
first. There are dogs everywhere! On the side of the road, in the road, on the
beach, walking through town, chasing children, chasing scooters, chasing each
other, being chased… You get the picture. I’m not sure why there are so many
dogs. Maybe it’s a cultural thing or an economic issue. Sue and Jon tell me
that the Thai’s don’t eat dog. And the rural parts are poor enough that
something socialist like a pound or animal shelter wouldn't be fiscally
probable. I guess neutering (and spaying) is out of the question, especially
since these dogs definitely don’t belong to anyone. So I guess it’s some sort
of exponential/asymptotic growth model. Needless to say, Monica is thrilled.
She is definitely a dog person. I am just going to try to avoid getting bit,
even though I’m up on my rabies shots.
Now the
roads. They may be paved and have center markings, but they are nothing like
western roads. First off it is English style (or whatever it’s called), driving
on the left. There are far more scooters, mopeds and motorcycles than cars.
Legally there is some sort of speed limit but it is definitely not enforced.
Neither are the divider lines. Everyone is passing everyone else. Passing is
not “slow vehicles to the left” either. It’s more like “pass where ever and
whenever you can” to get ahead. There is very little braking, even less signaling
and no helmets. I will not be driving, at all.
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Petting the baby elephant |
Our car
ride took us from the airport down the western side of Phuket Island, along the
Indian Ocean. The ocean was beautiful, but not exactly the picturesque waters
you’d see on a postcard. The seas were quite choppy due to the winds of the
season. Jon assured me that in the “on season” which is December to April there
are a ton of tourists along those stretches of beach. I kind of preferred the
empty beaches with the local children running about, the feeling of rain heavy
in the air.
Along
the way we met some local friendly giants. They were kind enough to let us feed
them. Their owners sold us some bananas and mangoes for a very unfair price (no
doubt, Sue paid). But it was worth it because I got to feed and pet an elephant
baby. Their skin is surprisingly leathery, even when they are young.
Monica
and I hadn't eaten a real meal (plane food definitely doesn't count) in over 20
hours. So we ate an early lunch at water’s edge at an open air restaurant. As
we drove up the various owners of all the restaurants in the area came out and
waved at us and yelled what I assume were greetings (could have been insults).
Honestly I was so jet-lagged I thought Jon was being yelled at for parking in
the wrong place. But it turns out that sort of cultural thing here, trying to entice
customers by yelling at them. Jon and Sue are total masters though, they walked
up to the first restaurant they saw and we sat down. Didn't even blink an eye.
The food
was excellent. We stuffed ourselves silly.
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Three amigos in the Indian Ocean |
After eating we trotted out to splash about in the Indian Ocean for a bit. This was our only chance to actual splash in the Indian Ocean on the whole trip. For the rest of the trip, whenever we are near an ocean it will be the Pacific, on the east side of Thailand. While we were out in the surf Monica and I got our first taste of Thai rain, which is completely different than Northwest rain. Thai rain comes out of nowhere like a sheet of water, with huge rain drops. Then before you know it, it has stopped. Like it never happened. Except you are soaking wet. I think it is excellent.
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Sue and I love elephants. Monica loves photo bombing. |
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The scaffolding-covered Big Buddha |
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Manda and I in our temple wear |
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Ocelot (picture from the Hacking's website) |
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