Off to Kalasin

27/12/2010 off to Kon Kaen

The trip to Kon Kaen started by us being picked up to go to the airport yesterday morning and our Niece (Bew), driving in the opposite direction of where we had to go. In true Thai tradition however, we got to the airport with plenty of time to spare.  So off to Kon Kaen we went.

Visiting the family is normally not as straight forward as one would normally come to expect and in this case just getting from the airport to Ban Nong Pai would prove to be no exception.  We were going to be going to a department store (Big C) to procure a computer.

Now you might be forgiven for thinking that seeing how we were picked up by locals that getting to Big C would be a sinch, oh no, no, no.  Three u-turns and a case of carbon monoxide poisoning in the back of the pick-up later we arrived at the Big C.

Now, for anyone who has ever purchased a department store pc would know that it is normally quite straight forward.  “Do you have this one in stock?” “I’ll take it.” You pay and that’s it.  Job done.  In this case however, the computer doesn’t come with an operating system pre-installed.  Not to mention that there are several options available.  You see the management of this particular department store doesn’t necessarily subscribe to the legalities or illegalities of installing an operating system on a new pc.  In fact they will install the latest version of Win 7, Office, Photoshop and more for the princely sum of 500bt.  Now it doesn’t matter what options you decide upon (I of course took the path of the righteous) the procedures will consume at least an hour or more of you time.

Having finalized our purchase I then proceeded to make my way out of the store.  This was going well until I got to the escalator and got accosted by some Isan screaming employee pointing at my package.  My wife explained that the receipt was already in the car with the rest of the peripherals we (I) had purchased.  Not to be deterred, she insisted that without a receipt the package I had clutched under my arm would not be accompanying me out of the store.  With all the courage I could muster, coupled with the 18months of learning Thai I uttered the words, “Pee Baah” (Crazy).  I then proceeded to walk back in the direction of the computer department. That seemed to do the trick.  We were finally allowed to leave the store.

Now all we had left to put up with was to complete our trip with a Thai driver who drives about 20km below the speed limit and more diesel fumes.  Must fix that exhaust one day. 🙂

Good to be home……….

First day in Thailand

Well our arrival in Bangkok started swimmingly when our loving Melbourne baggage handlers missed my wife’s suitcase (one of 2 that is). If you’ve never seen a Thai woman angry, let me tell you that is something to behold. It was as if all her wordly belongings had been sent to the far side of the world. Well in this case they had never left Melbourne. Short story has it that they are now looking for a new baggage service assistant at BK airport.
Our niece picked us up from the airport and we then made our way to Hua Hin. Being that Bew is in the army we ended up staying at an army owned hotel. It was a welcome change from the hustle and bustle in Bangkok. This hotel is located a stones throw from the beach with the latter being totally devoid of anyone selling anything. Sensational……….

The big flood…

It was almost this time last year when I was peacefully sleeping on my reed mat, amongst the cows (peeing, and flatulating), roosters crowing etc, when the heavens opened up and decided, “Johno, you’ve slept too comfortably, time to get up and bail.” My brother in-law and I and the rest of the family bailed for a good hour or more to protect our precious belongings. “What belongings?” Well…., the reed matts of course.  No only joking. We also had to save the vinyl on the floor.  You wouldn’t believe it within thirty minutes we had 30cm of water in the living room.  Living room in this case meaning, “the area where we don’t sleep and reserved for farangs because it’s prone to flooding.” Only joking,…… no not really.

Having finished bailing Kari and I decided to have a beer.  (This is about three o’clock in the morning) You see I wasn’t really looking forward to going back to bed.  With downstairs having been flooded, we now had to move upstairs.  Kari sleeps up stairs. Guess what, Kari has a chronic snore. I would rather  sleep in a foot of water than have to put up with Kari’s snoring. (Sorry Kari) 🙂 Needless to say I didn’t sleep again that day.

So after the flood we built a retaining wall out the front of the house and put up some guttering.  The guttering was regarded as somewhat of a novelty, however after Kari & I paid for it, it was much appreciated.

So now the family has decided to take the existing dwelling and raise it a couple of feet.  This way if the retaining wall fails we won’t get flooded again.  Hmmm….. where ever will the farangs sleep.

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Last trip to Thailand

Last year our travel plans to Thailand were nearly dashed as the country was languishing in political turmoil.  December 2008 saw the yellow shirt brigade blockade the airports and stranding thousands of tourists and preventing many from entering the country.  Not to be deterred by these events we booked our trip with the confidence that like every thing in Thailand, it would be fixed soon.  Our itinerary for this trip was straight forward:

Depart Melbourne 10/04/2009 then on to Khon Kaen and Nong Pai on April the 12th.  We then spend two weeks with the family and friends celebrating Songkran.  The 24th of April sees us going back to BK and then on to Phuket the following day.  This trip will conclude on May the 3rd.

Departure time minus two hours – phone call from one the many nieces in BK, the red shirts (UDD) have set up a blockade near Victory Circle.  Victory Circle includes the bus interchange so setting up a blockade there is like putting your heart in a vice.  We decide to go as planned.

Having arrived in BK in a plane that was light-on for people (=comfortable flight) we were informed that all was well in BK.  The red shirt brigade had relocated to Pattaya for the Asean conference.  Lucky us. 

The following day we went to check out Victory circle.  The entire place was as normal.  Victory circle has some of the most sensational food vendors so of course we stopped off to see my favourite soup lady.  Having consumed a lovely soup I once again surprised by Thai ingenuity. Imagine if you will a mannequin dressed in police uniform propped up in the middle of one of the busiest round-abouts in BK.  He doesn’t work alone, there’s another one on the opposite side of the circle.  It was not possible to gauge the success of the two hardest working cops in the Thai police force as most of the BK Thais had already vacated BK to go home for Songkran.  It is Songkran that will be the main area of interest for this trip.

Isan Dinner

Isan is an area of north eastern Thailand. Interestingly most people that come from the region will tell you they come from Kalasin.  My wife says the same. Last June was the first time that she was actually in Kalasin. But that’s another story. They have their own dialect in Isan as well as a different diet as compared to people from Bangkok.

So there we were in Springvale a couple of weeks ago…. OK, OK. Where is Springvale? You may well ask.  I didn’t know either untill about 18 months ago when Nuch came over from Thailand.  Springvale is the quintessential hub, the Mecca if you like, of anything Asian in Melbourne. It was there that Nuch spotted the essential equipment for making sticky rice. Pronounced kow ne-ow.  Basically an aluminium pot and a bamboo basket for steaming. 

Well….. now armed with the equipment we had to get the ingredients of course.  What goes with kow ne-ow is of course the Isan style papaya salad named som tum. You really don’t have one without the other. That would be like an Aussie having a pie without sauce.  “Salad” is probably not the right adjective to use in this case as it conjures up images of lettuce and dressing and the like.  Som tum is a brew mixed with a mortar and pestle. Not unlike alchemists used in China to make gun powder.  The only difference being that som tum is more potent.  The secret ingredient being chili of course. Not to mention the smelly fish (Blah).  OK enough said about the fish.  Now you fry some chicken and there you have it, dinner, Isan style.

Kok Chang Safari – Kata Noi Phuket

If you ever get the chance to go to Phuket this place has to be on your list of places to visit.  Kok Chang is an elephant trekking establishment although with some unique features. Not only a great little bar (with no-one asking, “You buy me drink?”) where the prices are very reasonable. (Singha beer only 50B.) They also have two gibbons running around.  These guys are just sensational. Charlie and Lamyai will put in an appearance on most days and will avail themselves of your sun glasses, cigarettes or just about anything else you leave laying on the bar. So don’t.

If you arrive by motorbike they will also have a look to see if you’ve brought anything for them.  They’ll quite happily sit on the handle bars of your bike and see what goodies there are to be had in the basket.  Lamyai has also been know to try and start the odd jeep.

What I love most about this place is that it’s a little out of the way from all the usual hustle and bussle of Kata and the rest of the tourist traps.  The guys that run the place are very easy to get to know.  Easy would have to be one of the most sensational locals I’ve had the pleasure of becoming friends with.  Not only does he do a great job at serving drinks he’s also a great pool player.  The latter I say somewhat tongue in cheek. 

One night Easy and a friend of ours (Roger) were down in Kata (Non’s Bar). Roger and I didn’t feel like playing pool so we just sat back while Easy had a couple of games.  Well it didn’t take long and Easy came and put two beers on the table.  “Easy, did you buy those for us?” “No”, he said, “I won them.” Not some twenty minutes later and he comes and puts another two on the table.  This I have to see I thought to myself.  After all with the hours he puts in up at Kok Chang where does he find the time to become a pool player. It didn’t take me long to figure out what he was up to. He was playing a Farang who had possibly had a beer or two to many and while the guy wasn’t looking (which just happened to be most of the time), Easy would walk past the table and cassually flick one of his remaing balls into a pocket.  This went on for two more games. Roger and I had a great night without having to pay for any beer.  Thanks Easy….