veganism in a small thai fishing town -or- durian misadventures
so i'm in prachuap kiri karn right now and leaving tomorrow. yes, the flight continues. this time it's not my fault though! i planned to spend a few days looking at things but the place is so small that i managed to see them all by 3 in the afternoon. damn.
went to three wats, two of which were abandonned. the first one overlooks the city from a mountain vantage point, reached via monkey encrusted stairs. they have big yellow teeth. babies try to play with me but i clap and go "nyeee!! nyee!!" afraid that their mothers will not find me a suitable companion. they actually throw poo at me. i seriously didn't think they actually did that. the next one i go to is actually used still. this one is home to a pack of mangey dogs that roam about. monks swat them away with brooms occaisionally. i want a broom. the last wat i go to is 8km away and i go via motorcycle taxi. this one had amazing steps made of pearlised shells and dragons with conical seashells for spikes. in the caves there are two massive reclining buddhas all gold covered and purdy looking. the entrance to the caves is on a steep hill overlooking fishing boats in a bay and rice paddies. it's downright pastoral. this wat is surrounded by hundreds of roosters of exotic variety.
at this point in time i begin vaguely imagining some sort of buddhist animal gang rivallry that can only end in some sort of rooster dog monkey fight. amidst the imagining of this scenario i realise that i'm in the middle of nowhere and the only vehicle i see is a rusted bicycle ridden by an old man. i don't know thai for "do you wanna double me?" eventually a tuk-tuk driver chases me down out of nowehere and takes me back to the city. i even magage to barter the price down by 50 baht!
so now i'm here in a sleepy fishing village, tummy full of fruit and peanut butter sandwiches. i tried to get food. i really did. phrase book in hand i wandered place to place, pointing and badly trying to explain that i'm a vegan. there are confused smiles, conferences, laughter... no food arrives before me. i buy a chunk of durian. i smuggle it into my hotel room. when i go back later the german man in the room next to me gives me a weird look. i chalk it up to his being german and their natural oddities. i go into my room and the STENCH! clearly something must be done. i hustle down to the sea wall and try to secretly consume my stinking treat. i had wanted to wait for the secrecy of nightfall. it is quite an experience. the best way i could describe it would be banana pudding pureed with raw red onion. give it a try.
i'm now terrified by the relaisation that i will have to brave bangkok all on my own. gulp.
went to three wats, two of which were abandonned. the first one overlooks the city from a mountain vantage point, reached via monkey encrusted stairs. they have big yellow teeth. babies try to play with me but i clap and go "nyeee!! nyee!!" afraid that their mothers will not find me a suitable companion. they actually throw poo at me. i seriously didn't think they actually did that. the next one i go to is actually used still. this one is home to a pack of mangey dogs that roam about. monks swat them away with brooms occaisionally. i want a broom. the last wat i go to is 8km away and i go via motorcycle taxi. this one had amazing steps made of pearlised shells and dragons with conical seashells for spikes. in the caves there are two massive reclining buddhas all gold covered and purdy looking. the entrance to the caves is on a steep hill overlooking fishing boats in a bay and rice paddies. it's downright pastoral. this wat is surrounded by hundreds of roosters of exotic variety.
at this point in time i begin vaguely imagining some sort of buddhist animal gang rivallry that can only end in some sort of rooster dog monkey fight. amidst the imagining of this scenario i realise that i'm in the middle of nowhere and the only vehicle i see is a rusted bicycle ridden by an old man. i don't know thai for "do you wanna double me?" eventually a tuk-tuk driver chases me down out of nowehere and takes me back to the city. i even magage to barter the price down by 50 baht!
so now i'm here in a sleepy fishing village, tummy full of fruit and peanut butter sandwiches. i tried to get food. i really did. phrase book in hand i wandered place to place, pointing and badly trying to explain that i'm a vegan. there are confused smiles, conferences, laughter... no food arrives before me. i buy a chunk of durian. i smuggle it into my hotel room. when i go back later the german man in the room next to me gives me a weird look. i chalk it up to his being german and their natural oddities. i go into my room and the STENCH! clearly something must be done. i hustle down to the sea wall and try to secretly consume my stinking treat. i had wanted to wait for the secrecy of nightfall. it is quite an experience. the best way i could describe it would be banana pudding pureed with raw red onion. give it a try.
i'm now terrified by the relaisation that i will have to brave bangkok all on my own. gulp.
posted by natalie at 6:52 AM
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i don't know what short girl jenya refers to for on New years i was as tall as all- thanks to jenya's boots (how very odd that was) I had a grand old time we made silly hats and ate patte and cranberry cinn. goats cheese in our fine and classy trvelers in suite.... we set a fire work out of the window when we got back at 3- that sure made someone bristle- teehee it was funny though- people stuck there heads out of there hotel windows trying to yell at who ever did it down below- haha little did they know! Ian was not allow to light another- so sad-
then a parade of silly balloon hats the next day- TO IAN'S for a funny bruch complete with sparkeling apple juice mmmmm good- interupted of course by many ballon fights and the construction of the worlds biggest balloon hat ever made!
all around good times i'd say!
monkey
i don't even know who said all those things and i was there..... PLUS i did not say the seasoned poo thing thats whati thought ian said- i was simply clerifying- but the part i about not likeing poo- totally true!
doo dee doo dee dooooooo!
monkey
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