Saturday, September 29, 2007

Hongnam [Bathroom] Confusement

Alright, girls, this goes out to you, mainly. You, and the men that have to do more than use the urinals.

You see, there are these things called "squatters" in Thailand. Simply put, they are bowls in or on the ground with wings on the side for your feet. You stand on the foot holders and straddle the bowl. You squat. You attempt to aim your duties into the procelein bowl on the floor that resembles a ery flat, backless toilet in America.

After taking care of your business (hopefully without missing), you reach to the toilet paper holder that your mind tricks you into believing ACTUALLY HAS toilet paper for use. Good luck finding toilet paper in a pblic restroom anywhere. Buy some and carry it with you. I recommend buying those purse-sized tissue packages; they're much less embarassing when people look in your bag(s). Trust me, they will look.

Then you look around for the flush handle. You won't find one on a squatter. You use the tupperware bowl in that little "kiddie pool" next to the toilet, fill it with water, and pour it into the bowl until your mess is down the drain.

Also, get used to air-drying your hands after washing them. Bathrooms tend to lack paper towels or air dryers, and starch-sewn skirts will not, I repeat NOT, dry your hands. I have only once come across a bathroom with toilet paper and hand dryers. I'll be amazed if I find another.
Then there's the home/business bathrooms. Don't be surprised to find a shower head sticking right in the middle of the wall. No bathtubs or closed-off rooms for showers, just... a shower head (or you can use the buckets an pails of water next to you to shower). The water is not warm, but you get used to it rather quickly.

Mosquitos will always be in the bathroom. I advise killing most to all of them when you first go in. Otherwise, you'll get pricked and leeched on while you're rinsing the shampoo and conditioner from your hair with difficulty.

Oh, and don't ask what that little spray hose is that's connected to the toilet.

Monica.

Thailand Rules... Strike that... Thailand Suggestions of the Road

The Kings and Queens of parallel parking. Thailand's double-decker charter bus drivers are probably the best drivers in the world. Not kidding. They can take those monsters through narrow alleys, around dime-sized corners, and eve narrowly fit them between 2 cars and a moped on a 2-lane highway.

Same goes for cars. If you think your car can fit between that car on the left and the moped on the right on that one-lane road, go for it. You'll succeed with inches to spare.
"There's a speed limit? Where's the sign? I didn't know that. No one told me anything about a speed limit. Wait, what is a speed limit?"

Then you have the drivers of cars that just like the sound of their horn. ou'll be passenger-riding in the car down a completely vacant road or highway, not a single pedestrian even on the sidewalk. Suddenly, a loud honk emits from your car, caused by the driver's hand on the middle of the steering wheel. Congratulations, your driver has honked at the air.


Moni.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Spork It Up

I totally forgot to mention the insanely awesome add-in into my package. Someone randomly stuck a spork in my care package, and it now sits on the top shelf (chest height) so I can see it nearly every day. All of the spork and its awesome-ness.
Thought I'd *so* let you know.
Yeah.
Spork it up.

Moni

Pimp My 'Ped

Thailand is like Italy when it comes to mopeds. They're everywhere. Even if you don't own a car, you own a moped. When you turn 16, you can [legally] drive a moped; when you turn 18, you can [legally] drive a car (considered more responsible at that age).

You know how the American highschool parking lot is full of cars? In the highschools here, the parking lots are full of mopeds. Even college and university campus parking lots are more full of mopeds than cars. I guess it's more comfortable beacuse they take up less room.

Seriously, though, so much for "Pimp My Ride" over here. No one would care, because barely anyone over here drive s a car anyway except for the elders. Unless you want to have that show over here, be my guest; but you're going to get a bunch of giddy grandmothers and middle-age-crisised grandfathers who wear hats off to the side and shakily say "Whazzup, homie?"

So slap on some under-glow led lights, blinkies (I know my dad just got excited), stereo systems, bouncing shock absorbers, and pimp out a moped instead. That would be more fun[ny] anyway.

Monica.

Edit: Not that I don't like those "hip" grandfathers - I love them, but they'd be your only audience.

Not the American Band-Aid


I had fixed my hair and put on my skirt. First day of Ashiwa.

I slid on my black, baby-doll shoes and slipped on my black and white beaded bracelet I got in America. I left for school with a banana in hand and a stomach full of egg-over-rice. I was ready.

Or so I thought.

Holly and I met up at her house and boarded the bus to go to school. No big deal. I gave my 7 Baht to the money-collector person and stood there [the bus was full]. No worries, I can stand.

The bus arrived at our stop, and Holly told me when. We jumped off the bus and started walking along the concrete sidewalk to our school. I started walking into the entrance of where I thought was Ashiwa, only to get my shirt collar pulled backwards by Holly to turn me around straight back on the sidewalk. "Unless you attend grade school, keep walking." She said.

That was only the beginning.

We had walked over the road to the school where people were gathered in front for announcements. We stepped in line with the rest of the people [whom were now staring at the new 'farang' (me; it means foreigner)], only to get myself dragged up in front of the entire group to the side of the flagpole stand/stage thingie. First day. "The word 'majak' means 'from.'" Mr. Warawit, my Kanchanaphisek director, just told me.

"Oh, Sahwatdee-kha, Kun-Pah!" I wai'd to my host dad. Wait, what?!

"Ready?" He asked me.

"What? For what?" I'm confused.

"Speech." He replied, then looked back at the person speaking to the 3,000-person student body.

One thing you should know about me: I don't do well with speeches, and I've never given one to such a large group of people before.

Holly had been shown the way up to the stage as well, for she just walked on top as the speaker ended her speech and motioned me forward up the concrete stairs. I climbed them hesitantly thinking over what to say in my mind. It was blank.

Nonetheless, my feet had found the spot at the podium rather well.


It went alright, but I didn't say a whole lot. I didn't know what to say, you know? I simply said in Thai, "Hello. My name is Monica in America. Here it is Monthida, or nickname Thida. I'm from America." That's all I said. I had no idea what else to say! I guess that speech was rather lame, especially because I could speak longer in Thai, but didn't. Oh well.

I was shown around campus by Holly, then we went to class. My heels hurt. There was no teacher, so we then proceeded to go to 7-11 to eat, where I also bought heel pads for my feet. We then went back home on the yellow bus.

When we arrived home, I noticed my shoes had worn into my feet. I now had slight cuts where my shoes have rubbed against the sides of my feet and heel, and it stung.

I went to Holly's the next day, and realized I had left my flip flops there. I think I'll be using those today. My shoes still hurt against my feet, so I think I should let them heal over.

Holly's aunt thought otherwise, and gave me two band aids. I gratefully put them on over where it hurt most, and left my flip flops at Holly's thinking I'd be alright.

I came home. My band-aids sort of rolled up on themselves (you know how annoying that is) and were sticking to my shoes, so I decided to take them off.

I grabbed the falling-off edge and starting pulling slowly, only to notice my skin was going with it. I stared at my foot. How could this happen to me? I whined. Holly laughed. I tried again, this time pulling the other one off. Instead, "OW! My skin!" I started freaking out a little, then devised the childhood plan. One rapid rip. I gripped the edge roughly, ready to kill. I tore it off my already sore foot and let out a small squeal-shriek that only people next to me would be able to hear. I looked at the "healing", torturous, medicated device. Little blood, no medication left, some skin. WHAT?! I looked at my foot. The protector has stolen my skin! THIEF! "OW!" I cradled my sore foot, preparing to detach the other leech. My fingers once again clenched to the sides, and tore. Another scream-like squeal emitted from my agape mouth as my skin once again surrendered to the zombie band-aid that eats flesh like a Thanksgiving Turkey Dinner.

Atleast they were now gone, however. Apparently I won't be using those things again, unless it's a more serious wound [which I should go to the hospital for instead]. I think my scrapes got worse since I put them on in the first place, but I don't know for sure.

I remember back in America; the band-aids there protected from infection and helped heal the sore beneath it. I guess these weren't your American band-aids.



Monica.

My hair... it is straight! [More pictures.]

YES! Low and behold, the dry wavy curly mass that was on my head, is now straight! [cheers] My hair now billows in the wind [yay]. It gets in my food sometimes [not really yay], but nonetheless, it is long and it is pretty.

The best part: it made my hair LESS damaged. Wait, how? "Chemically straightening/rebonding your hair is very violent on your hair." Yeah, right. If that's so true, then why is my hair healthier looking, eh? Anyway, I love it. Then it started looking bland, so I got highlights. Now I love my hair more than ever.

PICTURES! Yes, I have pictures of the process. [Oops, I forgot a 'done' picture! Haha...]
Picture 1
Picture 2
Picture 3
Picture 4

Next.

I thought mom would like this picture, because I know she likes angels and is proud of me being over here.
Thai Angels

Then...
Holly made desserts!
Awww, look at them! All cute in their dessert-way. Check out the pumpkin one!

Last.
Getting my hair highlighted... with alien technology?!
THEY BE EATIN' MY BRAINZ.

The other day, Holly, Virginia, Dan and I went bowling at the mall [on the fourth floor]. It was a ton of fun, and we ate some eggrolls, too. I finally made it over 80 [I'm bad, so what], while Holly complains she only got 107. She did better than all four of us! [evil eye squinch] However! We all had a TON of fun, then we proceeded to the escalator. When we reached the bottom, the three girls [inc. me] decide to go to the photo shops and get a mini-series of "professional" pictures taken!!! I'm thinking about how expensive it will be, while the other two are primping themselves, reading for the pictures. I ask the prices and find out: you don't pay for the sittings or number of poses you take pictures with. You only pay for the pictures you want to purchase when you are completely done [the ordered pictures]. Even still, the pictures alone cost cheap anyway. After the shoots, we paid ahead for the pictures and got a 'holding' ticket so when we came back the next day [or sometime soon], we could pick them up. Low and behold, the next day, we came and picked them up. These are how they turned out [they're much better as the pictures themselves - the scans don't do them justice].

...and if you look over there...
Haha, squish.

Don't blame me, the monkey started it!
Er... uncaptionable?
Giraffe pose.
Group shot.

Circle.
The hat tip.
The pile.
All I can say is, "Yo."
Pillow fight! [the room is absorbed in my malicious laughter - Muahaha!!!]
*snore*

Okay. I'm done for now with picturesss.

Except, I did hold this picture off for awhile. I didn't know where to put it. This picture was taken quite awhile ago, when I was in Kanchanaphisek. I asked Pi-Wi to take it for me because I thought my mother would be a little surprised... I'm pinning the tableskirt to the table. I then adjusted the pins in the other side [that Pi-Wi put in] so people wouldn't stab themselves with pins when they lifted their legs up [she had put them vertically, point down. I adjusted them so the pins were horizontal]. So this picture is mainly a "for mom" picture.
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Also, mom. You wanted to know what the Kanchanaphisek campus looked like? I didn't have time to run around campus and take snapshots, but there was a model in building one of the campus that I took pictures of. I hope it works...
Building One... Not a model view.

Model view 1: The houses on the right are owned by the school and are available to live in for free for the teachers.
Model view 2: Sports fields and a few buildings.
Model view 3: Bottom left in clockwise manner: Flag pole, Building One (administration, phone office, offices, etc.), "Canteen" (cafeteria, DELICIOUS food and awesome people), Communications building (Floor two on windows closest view to us is the English room I'm usually in. Right underneath is one of the internet rooms), building, building, fields.
Model view 4: Better views of Building One and the Canteen.
Model view 5: Building on far left closest to us, on the very top floor, is the internet café.
Model view 6: Buildings.

Well, this entry is done.

Later!

Moni.

Picture flood.

AHHHH!!! It's a flood of pictures! [Lame intro, yet good post.]
Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. [Yeah, right, I know.]
I have a lot of pictures to show you! [Goodie.]
Shall we begin? [If we must...]
These are older, however, so please keep in mind. [Oh, great.]
I mean older as in before I got my hair straightened. [Okay.]
Too many pictures to caption them all, sorry. [Great.]

LET'S START OFF WITH...
BBQ-ing Thai Style!
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Ah, the cute random little geckos on the walls. All over the place.
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Bigger gecko. Look at the paint roller's size. Look at that gecko. Big, no?
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Temple shots - the temple where Buddha was born and buried.
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"Buddha's Bones" - his remains after being burned.
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Host parents and me in the temple.
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It's actually two different trees cut and then "sewn" together so they now grow like that.
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Thai cheerleading is more fun than American.
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I told you so... [look at the leader!]
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Me and Tann!!!
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Tang leaves for Canada.
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Buddhist Temples
Chinese
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Thai
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RANDOM PICTURES.
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Next blog will be the hair straightening process and pictures between then and now [and they will be captioned].

Monica.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Come, Igor. Let me show you what I am about to do...

I will restore this body with life... It will live, I tell you, live!

I see what you did there. You didn't tell me, but I know you were thinking it. You thought my blog was boring. That it "needed life," eh? I thought so. Want to know why? I'm psychic. I'll try my best, and hopefully, it will wake anew.

Not much has happened since I have left you. However, I have switched schools and have been attending Ashiwa [I don't know how to spell it in English] for one full week now. Now school has stopped this past Friday and won't start again until mid-October, due to end-of-term break. I, however, am attending two colleges at the moment. Wittayalai Palaat [Institute for Physical Education] is one, the other is Ashiwa [Vocational College]. I only have a link for Ashiwa, but good luck navigating around because it's in Thai. Click here, my friends, for the Ashiwa link.

"Monica? Attending a PE college? No way." Yes way, actually. I didn't tell you exactly how I'm involved. I'm sure once you find out, you'll roll your eyes and think "well, that figures." I'm attending Palaat for two classes. Muay Thai [which is actually the incorrect spelling of the sport - it's actually "Muoi Thai"] is one of my classes, held every Monday - Friday at 5-7 PM. Then on every Monday at 1 PM to 3 or 4 PM, I have a class called Fahn Dop. I don't know if you've heard of it or not, but to sum it up, it's swordfighting with a fluid-like twist. It's a pretty sport, and really fun to play [even though I have received a few blisters - I care not about them].

The Asian Diet. Every morning I wake up early, I eat an egg over rice with fish sauce on it. Sounds gross? PLEASE. You haven't tried it, obviously. It's really quite delish. Then I eat lunch. It depends on the day, what we have for lunch. Sometimes I go to 7-11 for lunch, sometimes I eat at home - it really depends where I'm at. Then there's supper. Supper varies. Then there's dessert. You know how you rarely order dessert after supper in America? Well, over here, it's rare that you don't order dessert after supper. Not to mention, there's sometimes a meal AFTER supper and after dessert. Sometimes it's Thai-version sub sandwhiches, sometimes it's Vietnamese food. You never know...
So much food, yet how have I lost 6 pounds since I have arrived? I will never know, but I sure as heck like the results.

I still have to cook for my host family. I want to bake, but they don't have an oven. I want to boil, but it's hard to find a non-wok pot. I think I'll just make Rice Krispie treats? I've searched for marshmallows, but all I can find are the candy mallow things. I think maybe I could use those. They're practically the same thing... just... my treats will be colorfully odd...

PACKAGE!!! I GOT A PACKAGE IN THE MAIL! I'm so excited! My family has sent me a package... yay! Mom even stuffed my scarf in it... I love that scarf... [tear]..... PEANUT BUTTER COOKIES?! OH MY GAWSH. [gobbles them all with milk]. .....My mp3 player's install CD!!! Now I can put Thai music on my player!.....Pictures of sugar. I will put them by my mirror..... A few more stuffs... mhmm, I see... I see..... [bursts out laughing] PEEPS!!! SWEET! I love Peeps! Now I have Halloween peeps... the best! ..... My yearbook, awww... memories..... Spam singles... wait, whaT?! [reads the newspaper article and laughs aloud]..... Kirkwood Cattery? Awwwww. So cute! ..... A washable lint roller? Sweet. I was looking for one of those..... Recipes, niiiiice..... Wait, what's this? Baking soda... Baking Powder... interesting.............................

I'm fixing a few pictures right now. I'll blog when they're done.
PEACE OUT!
Moni.

Sunday, September 9, 2007

A full month already?

Wow. I looked at the date of the last post and realized how long it's been since then. I can't honestly say a whole lot has happened, though. Just same old home, then school, then home again. However, there have been a few highlights to some days. I'll start from where I left off.

Sorry it's in bulk. I hope you're up to reading...


August... something. I can't remember the date, really...

I went to the Complex (the 4-story mall) with Virginia and Holly. We ate some ice cream and drank some coffee at Swensen's, then Virginia had to go home and Holly and I shopped around a bit. I bought myself a pair of plain black "short pants." They're somewhat popular here. Yes, mom, I did haggle a little [and win].

PICTURES:

Ice Cream and Coffee at Swensen's. Yummm.



August 26

Rotary inbounds (exchange students to Thailand) met up. We had a big inbounds meeting; we call it "orientation." [laughs a little] Even though we've already been here for nearly a month. It was beneficial, nonetheless. They gave us each a backpack with the Rotary patch sewn on it; definitely hiking-style backpack. Looks quite durable. We also got two white Rotary T-Shirts and a Rotarian member was handing out bags of 4 loaves of bread in each. Not that lame stuff that comes sliced. I'm talking about the bread baked in those old oven thingies. It smelled and tasted like Avanti's bread, or La Gondola's (Monmouthians and Galesburgites - you know what I mean...). [Leaveth my categorizationalisms alone, pleathe!!!]

Anyway, we introduced ourselves, got RE-TOLD the 4 D's, and drank some tea. Oh, and I was shown a pool in the hotel (same place as the meeting) that we could swim in for free. I brought Holly along because she doesn't live that far from me, and we could both get in for free, being Vinai's guests. That and the mall is connected to the Complex, which, all together, is within walking distance of our houses.

Then we all piled into vehicles and went to a Korean restaurant and ate there.

Oh yeah. The restaurant had toilet paper. (That's pretty rare, here - you usually have to buy your own and carry it around.)



August 27

Julie left today while I was at school. She went on a mini-vacation, then back up to France. She's a host relative of mine somehow, but I can't put my finger on the exact "how." Neither can she; I asked...

I rode the bus taxi thing (It's hard to describe, it's much like a pickup truck with seats. I'll get a picture soon) home after school (again). This time was different, though. I rode alone.

And I made it in one piece.

I also had my first conversation with my host grandmother here. In case you don't know, that's a huge step. She doesn't speak ANY English at all, and we held a small conversation about bananas. It mainly consisted of: "I like bananas. Do you like bananas?" "Yes, I like bananas very much." I don't know it in Thai alphabet, but I could try typing in phonetics... I'll type in karaoke. "Chan chap gin gwoi kai kha. Kun chap gin gwoi kai mai?" "Kah. Chan chap gin gwoi kai mak kha." I tried my best.

I called Holly. We got together and went swimming at Robinson's (the hotel). It was pretty fun. Then we went inside the Complex and I bought some stay-in conditioner for my hair. We also had a couple donuts. Afterwards, we were picked up by Holly's dad and brought back to her house; we had a miniature Thai lesson there. It was pretty useful. Oh, by the way... Holly's host-aunt makes some killer noodles stuff. Yum. Chai kah; saeb mak kha.




September 2

I went to Nong Khai today with Holly and her host family. I only brought a few baht, because I'm saving to go on my vacations. I brought a little though, just in case for those 'emergencies' etc.
The trip itself was pretty good. I got to see the "Friendship Bridge." If you don't know what that is, it's the bridge that connects Thailand to Laos. In other words, I saw Laos too.
Kun-Meh and Kun-Pah came back from Malaysia today. Kun-Pah is pretty tired; Kun-Meh is, too. I was working on blog pictures when Kun-Pah came up to me and showed me a keychain from Malasia that was pretty cool; and he gave it to me then went upstairs to sleep. Now I need to get some safety pins to put it on my blazer.

PICTURES:

See the land across the river? That's Laos.
Left to right: Thailand, Friendship Bridge, Laos.
Holly models off a [fake] designer hat at Nong Khai.

More modeling.



September 3

Kun-Pah agreed for me to meet up with Holly and her host family nearly every day at 6 until 9 PM [until family switching], to have Thai lessons. I don't have anyone to teach me Thai, so he volunteered, and now he's teaching Holly and me.

One more thing - I finally figured out what my English name means in Thai. It's simple, really, but it only means this to girls and lady-men. "Mah-nee-Kha" means "Come here." [laughs]. That's why I've been getting so confused lately... to a guy to say "come here", who's not a lady-man, would be "Mah-nee-Krab." That's why it only means what it does if a girl or lady-man says it. Now that people are figuring that out, though... Guys and girls alike are doing it to me just to tease... [grrrrrr]



September 4

I killed a few spiders today during a break I took while I was studying Thai by myself in an office. That was a long sentence. So many spiders... So big, too...

I also found a piece of plastic while I was studying. It looked like a woman's profile, so I taped it into my miniature Chinese-Cat notebook and wrote a log for it right above and next to it. I then proceeded to write an entry in my diary about it.

I found the Soundtrack Channel on TV today. I love it. Best find yet. Much better than "Fashion TV." Plus, you get to see movie clips on STC.



September 5

It rained heavily today. Not your typical American rain, either. You know those rains you watch on TV where it's sunny one second, then half a second later it's sprinking, then not even one more second later and it's pouring? So laughable, isn't it? It's just not possible to happen... Wrong. It does happen, and it happens quite often in Thailand, especially during the rainy season. We were eating last time it happened. It was poouring so heavily that the huge gutters couldn't keep up and started overflowing onto the eaters. I pulled my umbrella out and continued to eat. Within 2 minutes of this rain, most of the grounds were flooded with a good 1.5 inches of water, even on concrete etc. The pouring bit only lasted for about 15 minutes, then it started to lighten up.
However, during this rainfall, let me not exaggerate, and tell you what I observed.
It rained so hard and fast that two raindrops landed in the exact same spot (one ontop the other) with less than 1 second in between each drop.
Umbrellas... nearly pointless 'less you're a dare devil. You'll still get wet, because the rain comes down so fast and hard it will either kill your umbrella or force its way through the very fibers of the umbrella and drip down upon you with its menacing raininess. I guess you should just be happy you don't get as soaked as you would without the umbrella.

When I got home later that day (when it was sunny again), I called Holly right away because I just had rice soup that was hot, and because of the rainfall, the humidity increased and made it all the hotter. I wanted to go swimming. I asked if she wanted to go swiming, but she ended up telling me she's going to Bangkok in 40 minutes, and she's barely packed and her family still has to eat. She forgot she was leaving until this morning. Apparenly Virginia's going, too, but alone on the over-night train instead. Virginia's going because her host family is going to Costa Rica, and she has to stay with her host sister (?) that lives in Bangkok. Man, everyone's leaving me, and on the same day, too! No one knows when they'll be back, either. I hope they have fun, though. Maybe Holly, Virginia and I can work something out where the three of us go to Bangkok on the train (cheapest way) and stay for awhile. Later in our stay, though, so our Thai is better.



September 6
Rainging again.
Rotary meeting. Looked at pictures from the Malaysia trip, and a tour/visitors VCD (movie CD) of Malaysia. I was also told that the upcoming two Fridays, 14 and 21, the exchange students (we all wanted to do so) are going to the athletics college to look into the possibility of Muoi Thai classes. [yay] I also stop Kanchanphisek on the 14 (which may end up being the 13 due to the Muoi Thai thing) and later start up at Ashiwa (vocational college, won't be as bored there - Thai cooking, Thai dancing, Thai dessert, Thai massage...). I can't wait!

PICTURES:
Rotary meeting.



September 7

Finally Friday. Kun-Pah made me a sausage-egg sandwhich for breakfast-on-the-go (in a baggie) because I was running slowly this morning.
School is getting very boring now because I don't have anyone teaching me anything and I'm not teaching much anymore. So now all I can do is look over my Thai words I already remembered and write or draw.
Kun-Pah picked me up after lunch, though. We went to Khon Kaen and drove around, made a few errands. We proceeded to go to pick up Thong from his campus. I feel so lonely now because his college campus, Khon Kaen University, is bigger than Monmouth; no joking. The number of students that attend are about 50,000; not including the faculty needed to teach them all, the offices needed, the officers and police station inside the campus, the dentist and doctor's office and hospital inside the campus, the moped and bicycle dealer in the campus, all three 7-11's in the campus, the farm inside the campus and the museum, and some more things that I'm forgetting to mention like the concert hall, the park and the aerobic dancing area also INSIDE THE CAMPUS; well, it's just bigger than Monmouth - let's keep it at that. Best part... 8,000 Baht for each term (semester). That's less than 500 dollars for each year of tuition and dorm stay - and the dorms aren't that bad looking at all!
Anyway, we picked up Thong and went to the mall. I though that Udon Thani's mall was huge when it had 3 full floors of stores and restaurants... No, Khon Kaen had 4 full floors of stuff, not to mention the floor beneath the first that we didn't go to, but still had stores in. Then Kun-Pah told me that this mall was nothing compared to Bangkok's mall... (drools at the thought).


PICTURES:
Going into Khon Kaen [left view].
Going into Khon Kaen [right view].
The mall. The picture doesn't do the mall's size justice. It's a huge mall..
The mall again.
These little police stations are set up every now and then everywhere in Khon Khaen.
Better view of the mini-station.
Blurry, but front view of the mini-station. The picture makes me giggle. I don't know why, though...



September 8

Went to feed Tennis, the dog that Kun-Meh took care of when it was a sick little puppy. Tennis got too big for the house, so they took it to Pleasantville where it gets treated well and taken care of.

Thong, Moei, Ahn + her family (Ahn is a host cousin - 'related' to me by her dad being my host dad's brother... I think), and me went to the night market. I think it's better than the mall. It's so much cooler at night; and I think there's a lot more stuff. Some of the lunch ladies from schools go sell food at the night markets, so the food selection is much larger than that of the mall's. Then there are the other craft dealers, electronics, etc. booths/rooms set up full of stuff to look through. It's really quite large and very awesome. We still had a whole section we still needed to explore. There's also karaoke rooms (karaoke is a huge thing here - there's tons of rooms in the mall, too) set up, and a huge television screen propped way up high like a baseball scoreboard that plays music videos and the music is played through most of the market that's outside. I didn't take any pictures because I forgot my camera. Next time I go, I'll take some pictures.



September 9

Got up late. That felt good. I counted my money that I have in my account, in my safe, what I have to spend, and what I need to convert to go on my trip yet. I also got some more pictures off of my camera and onto the computer that I need to put online in a "random pictures" blog soon, because sometimes I forget to mention things in previous blog/diary entries but have pictures for.

Now I'm updating my blog.

Now I'm done updating for now and I'll get back to work on the random pictures.

Toodles.

Monica.