I am having all kinds of weird emotions and thoughts right now. On the one hand, I think it is absolutely awesome that I’m living here, in Chaing Mai. It just sounds so exotic!
On the other hand, sometimes I just want some normal good old greasy American food, and my nice little car, and to go for a run that doesn’t involve some combination of twisting my ankle on incredibly uneven sidewalks, almost being runover by 20998 motor-bikes, inhaling unhealthy quantities of carbon monoxide and god knows what else from said motor-bikes, and feeling like I’m going to pass out because it is so hot.
But, in all, I think this is worth it and I love my newly adopted city. Let me show you around.
When I want to go somewhere and not turn into a sweaty mess, I take one of these handy red trucks. I still haven’t figured out exactly what they are called…something like songthaew? Anyway, there are always hundreds of them all over the place, going in every direction, and a ride is about 75 cents unless you are going really far, then it’s a dollar.
Yep, the back is always open, and theoretically you could fall out at any second. They don’t have quite the same liability issues here. And the ceilings are padded. It’s a nice touch because the shocks on these…not so good.
One thing that never ceases to crack me up is the obsession with putting clothes on animals. Every day on my way to work I see dogs in pretty pink tutus or furry leopard print coats. Doesn’t this cat look absolutely thrilled to be wearing this soccer shirt? Yeah, he’d probably be much happier with a Chelsea shirt.
I still love seeing wats everywhere I go. Wats and monks…you never forget how important Buddhism is here, and I like that.
The markets have their share of interesting foods. Like these sausages. I think somebody needs to tell the vendors that they will fly off the shelves a little more quickly if they weren’t shaped like something so unbelievably unappetizing.
I’m sorry this picture is so bad, but I just could not resist. It’s a plastic bag, obviously, full of LIVE FISH. I can’t speak enough Thai to figure out what the purpose of these is, so if you have an idea, let me know. I don’t think they are for eating (I hope…) and I’m not sure they are to keep as pets. It’s a conundrum I must get to the bottom of.