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Hello to all I would like to share some of my stories and perceptions of travels and people I have met on this awesome planet.
TALES FROM THAILAND In 2003 I traveled to Thailand for three months. There I visited many of the beautiful provinces of this magical country. Leaving Canada
was a big deal for me because before this trip the only other place I ever had seen was Barbados so I had no idea what the third world really was like.
Traveling with my girlfriend at the time was amazing but it also was horrible. (She is now my ex but we are friends) We landed in Bangkok around 12 or 1 in the
morning. The flight was brutal Montreal-Vancouver-Taiwan-Thailand. Thai air was by far the best airline I have ever been on. We slept in the airport and in the
early morn we went to khao San Rd.-The backpacker haven. The ride in the airport bus was AMAZING, to see all the things the cars, the motorbikes, sky trains,
the smog, and the crazy mad driving skills of the Thais. Bangkok was more modern than I expected. One Place we went was in the south of Thailand called ko Hai
Ko means island. Now this place was magical for example we had a hut very close to the ocean and I had a dream that was really vivid and intense. My dream was
that the hut was surrounded by water and then I could actually feel the ocean pull me and I remember hearing strange noises out in the ocean. This Island had
two sides one for rich people with all the nice hotels and stuff and the other side was really barren, secluded and cheap, that is where we stayed.
So now jumping to another part of the trip in the north of Thailand, Chang Mai. Chang Mai was really cool, there was lots of yoga places and new age bookstores
and lots of Thai whores and man they were gorgeous. I remember walking at night one time and my GF was mad about something and she walked a bit ahead of me and
I remember the girls who were all outside the bars on the street and were touching my back and saying "c'mon we have good time" I almost did, I
mean my body wanted to that's for sure. So we went on a 3 day hike into the forest with a guide named Ducit and a few other travelers It was really
beautiful, I remember Ducit giving us our lunches rapped in some kind of big leaf. One part of the hike we stayed over night in this camp and it was chilly at
night. There was this man who seemed to be the the guy who took care of the camp whenever guides came through. He would set up the things we needed like
building a fire. I was very interested in the Thai culture and the superstitious ways that they have. This man told us a story by the fire at night with Ducit
translating in his broken english He said that sometimes when he is there alone at night he would hear strange noises in the forest that were not animals or
people. He said they were spirits and that he was not afraid because he had his songs to sing when it was too much for him to handle. The Thais are
superstitious, I learned that a lot of people and families keep a little tiny spirit house outside their house on a pole and they put food offerings on it for
the spirits, I thought that they were and are a really nice culture, they are so very respectful.
COMING NEXT
Giant almost foreboding Budda statues.
Pat Pong
Monks and Nuns
Wild dogs
Shopping
A Monkey gang that rules a town
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Nice travelstory Docta, keep going
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I wanna hear about the wild dogs and the monkey gang that rules the town.
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A MONKEY GANG THAT RULES A TOWN: Traveling through Thailand was great because we had a lot of time to spend in places and get to know the surroundings and people. LOBURI: The monkey town. Getting off the train and seeing the giant monkey mascot with the big pink ass was funny. Loburi is filled with monkeys (macaw) and they live in a temple that is gated off.
The monkeys come out all together to feed and steal from the tourists.
They run along the power lines all in a line and come down to the street. Again what I find so cool about the Thais is that they don't view them as pests, the monkeys are sacred, keep in mind though the monkeys bring tourists=money so that is also a factor. Every year (I think it's every year) The town has a huge feast for the monkeys It's a huge spread, I mean like huge and the food is displayed beautifully. Mangos, bananas and all kinds off fruit and other food that I cant remember now. The gang actually has a big leader, the oldest and toughest it seemed. He had one eye that was injured most likely from a battle to keep his title as boss. I was a bit scared of the monkeys, because they were rough and they would come right up to you. I remember a girl was crouching down and one monkey went right to her backpack and took out a guidebook. They don't *** around. The local shops keep big sticks to chase them out of the storefronts. I remember going out at night to the store and as some of you may know that in certain parts of the world things completely shut down at night. They had big metal doors and gates that lock the shops. This is when you would see the mangled dogs patrolling the streets. It was scary cuz they could have ripped me apart but they don't seem to attack people that much. Another area I saw had a huge market that was closed with a fence and had a do not enter sign with a huge rat on it. PAT PONG: Bangkok sex district: My brother in law's cousin was working in Bangkok at the time he was a manager of the Sheraton. His mom was there too, so we met up with him and he took us out for a fun night and he paid for all of it (nice). After dinner we took a tuk-tuk (trike taxi) to pat pong. This place was fucked up but at the same time it was a paradise for sexual deviants and pervs They have starbucks, macDonald's a famous night market and about as many sex bars as you can imagine with women outside with numbers on them and door men who would have menus advertising all the **** specials, it was weird. My GF was upset by all this and I can see why even though a part of me was so intrigued and horney I must admit. She actually interviewed a girl in another district called Soi cowboy. We got her a drink cuz that is the rule and she told us that she come down from the country to work in Bangkok She said that working in a grocery store paid nothing compared to being a whore. So it is easy to judge and say it's wrong..blah blah. I just found the old pervs were gross like they were with these gorgeous girls who were with these old pervs for the night. . It seemed just a tad self-indulgent and careless. Even darker and shocking was hearing about a more hidden area with child sex slaves. Those poor kids man. I remember being on the river taxi in Bangkok with my GF in the middle of the day and there was a man with a little kid and it seemed ok but my GF was like "NO NO! That guy is a fucking pedophile"! I couldn't accept it; I thought no way he must be like a guy who adopted the little guy. Later on though I knew it was true, girls can sense these things.
From reading CC and thinking about how Don Juan can see death stalking. I could really see this too with tourists there who just live dark and sick lives and have been there too long, they loose a sense of balance and give in to every perverted idea they can muster up. I saw rough people in Thailand and I don't mean the Thais I mean Americans, Brits Aussies, Japs, Candians.very dark indeed. I was glad to see all that **** though, it's part of the way it is there and it opened my eyes to human weirdness. It is easy to go to a place and not see if you don't want to, most tourists are like this. For me though I have always been curious about all parts of a culture not just the good stuff. The same thing when I went to Guinee West Africa, it's easy to go there and just study drums but is that really knowing a culture? No not really, but a lot of people I know in the drumming community that went there are like that. But hey I am not an expert in that culture but I did live with my master like an African, not living in a comfy hotel but that's another story to be told. Back to Chaing Mai There I took lessons for a week from this old man who played a little Thai kind of guitar or mandolin and he also made kites. He was quite eccentric and nice. I would sit with him on his floor playing this little Thai instrument and he would give me sugar kane to eat dipping it in a bowl of sugar. It was hard to learn the music but I had no trouble with the strumming and the rhythm but the melodies were really different. His name was Thongdee Nuanpak and I was told he was a famous player in his youth. We also leaned a walking meditation for an evening form a Thai nun in a temple retreat. They tried to recruit us I remember. There were other travelers there that would stay at that temple for weeks learning about Buddhism.
I also remember meeting and taking with monks, they were open and very nice to talk about their ways and I remember they were not allowed to shake hands with my GF unless she made the attempt first. It was hard to leave Thailand. I was sad and part of me was not total when I got back, I don't like that feeling so much. It's true when folks say that when you travel a part of your soul stays there for a bit even though you are back at home. Maybe I am a dreamer or too naive but Canada seemed so boring compared to being in Amazing Thailand. Those thoughts are my old ways though and now I can see the beauty, possibilities and POWER all around because that is from inside of us or one could say it's all around us and one needs the discipline and INTENT to access and feel it!
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A MONKEY GANG THAT RULES A TOWN: Traveling through Thailand was great because we had a lot of time to spend in places and get to know the surroundings and
people. LOBURI: The monkey town. Getting off the train and seeing the giant monkey mascot with the big pink ass was funny. Loburi is filled with monkeys
(macaw) and they live in a temple that is gated off.
The monkeys come out all together to feed and steal from the tourists.
They run along the power lines all in a line and come down to the street. Again what I find so cool about the Thais is that they don't view them as pests,
the monkeys are sacred, keep in mind though the monkeys bring tourists=money so that is also a factor. Every year (I think it's every year) The town has a
huge feast for the monkeys It's a huge spread, I mean like huge and the food is displayed beautifully. Mangos, bananas and all kinds off fruit and other
food that I cant remember now. The gang actually has a big leader, the oldest and toughest it seemed. He had one eye that was injured most likely from a battle
to keep his title as boss. I was a bit scared of the monkeys, because they were rough and they would come right up to you. I remember a girl was crouching down
and one monkey went right to her backpack and took out a guidebook. They don't *** around. The local shops keep big sticks to chase them out of the
storefronts. I remember going out at night to the store and as some of you may know that in certain parts of the world things completely shut down at night.
They had big metal doors and gates that lock the shops. This is when you would see the mangled dogs patrolling the streets. It was scary cuz they could have
ripped me apart but they don't seem to attack people that much. Another area I saw had a huge market that was closed with a fence and had a do not enter
sign with a huge rat on it. PAT PONG: Bangkok sex district: My brother in law's cousin was working in Bangkok at the time he was a manager of the Sheraton.
His mom was there too, so we met up with him and he took us out for a fun night and he paid for all of it (nice). After dinner we took a tuk-tuk (trike taxi)
to pat pong. This place was fucked up but at the same time it was a paradise for sexual deviants and pervs They have starbucks, macDonald's a famous night
market and about as many sex bars as you can imagine with women outside with numbers on them and door men who would have menus advertising all the ****
specials, it was weird. My GF was upset by all this and I can see why even though a part of me was so intrigued and horney I must admit. She actually
interviewed a girl in another district called Soi cowboy. We got her a drink cuz that is the rule and she told us that she come down from the country to work
in Bangkok She said that working in a grocery store paid nothing compared to being a whore. So it is easy to judge and say it's wrong..blah blah. I just
found the old pervs were gross like they were with these gorgeous girls who were with these old pervs for the night. . It seemed just a tad self-indulgent and
careless. Even darker and shocking was hearing about a more hidden area with child sex slaves. Those poor kids man. I remember being on the river taxi in
Bangkok with my GF in the middle of the day and there was a man with a little kid and it seemed ok but my GF was like "NO NO! That guy is a fucking
pedophile"! I couldn't accept it; I thought no way he must be like a guy who adopted the little guy. Later on though I knew it was true, girls can
sense these things.
From reading CC and thinking about how Don Juan can see death stalking. I could really see this too with tourists there who just live dark and sick lives and
have been there too long, they loose a sense of balance and give in to every perverted idea they can muster up. I saw rough people in Thailand and I don't
mean the Thais I mean Americans, Brits Aussies, Japs, Candians.very dark indeed. I was glad to see all that **** though, it's part of the way it is there
and it opened my eyes to human weirdness. It is easy to go to a place and not see if you don't want to, most tourists are like this. For me though I have
always been curious about all parts of a culture not just the good stuff. The same thing when I went to Guinee West Africa, it's easy to go there and just
study drums but is that really knowing a culture? No not really, but a lot of people I know in the drumming community that went there are like that. But hey I
am not an expert in that culture but I did live with my master like an African, not living in a comfy hotel but that's another story to be told. Back to
Chaing Mai There I took lessons for a week from this old man who played a little Thai kind of guitar or mandolin and he also made kites. He was quite eccentric
and nice. I would sit with him on his floor playing this little Thai instrument and he would give me sugar kane to eat dipping it in a bowl of sugar. It was
hard to learn the music but I had no trouble with the strumming and the rhythm but the melodies were really different. His name was Thongdee Nuanpak and I was
told he was a famous player in his youth. We also leaned a walking meditation for an evening form a Thai nun in a temple retreat. They tried to recruit us I
remember. There were other travelers there that would stay at that temple for weeks learning about Buddhism.
I also remember meeting and taking with monks, they were open and very nice to talk about their ways and I remember they were not allowed to shake hands with
my GF unless she made the attempt first. It was hard to leave Thailand. I was sad and part of me was not total when I got back, I don't like that feeling
so much. It's true when folks say that when you travel a part of your soul stays there for a bit even though you are back at home. Maybe I am a dreamer or
too naive but Canada seemed so boring compared to being in Amazing Thailand. Those thoughts are my old ways though and now I can see the beauty, possibilities
and POWER all around because that is from inside of us or one could say it's all around us and one needs the discipline and INTENT to access and feel it!
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Hi docta lee--big pink-assed gian monkey mascot? A painted statue? I didn't expect you to say that after i read "getting off the train" --a funny
surprizefor me too! I think it's cool that they let the monkey's run freeand prepare a feast for them. I would like to see goats and chickens in my
town running free, plus some guinea fowl. I spent some time in a small town where stray dogs ran free--why i wanted to hear your wild family dog tale---I was
stalked by a pair(they werent of the local strays though, they were collared and came out from behind someone's shed) that had a hurt leg act and then
when I got close they snarled and snapped and the little dog lost her limp--what fun for them--it changed my opinion of dog intelligence capacity. Is anything
sacred generally, here in the western outlook? Maybe the lawn? It doesn't surprise me that the more civilised peope were the most perverted, not anymore.
Seems like civilization is the vehicle of the FI phenomena. I can tell you from experience that sniffing out child molesters is not somethign most women are
good at--too much denial instilled in us--if a woman has worked hard and recapitulated enough to cleanse and regain instinct, intuition, then yeah perhaps they
would be better at it than men. Child molesting is one of the worst things all this **** perpetuates.
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Wow, dipping sugar cane into a sugar bowl--how were his teeth? it's cool you got to hang out and learn from him and that you meet people well. I'll be
watching for the next tale.
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