2018 Chinese New Year in Harbin

History often repeats itself. I was once again looking for a place to celebrate Chinese New Year. Last year it was Railay Beach in Thailand. This year, I decided on a place that’s the polar opposite: the ice, cold winter plains of Harbin.

I made contact with an old friend from the US. His name is Pete, and we grew up together when we were in high school. His family was originally from Fujian, and they immigrated to the US long ago. His sister is a year older than me, and he two years younger than I. During summers, we’d often play video games, hang out at the local park, or go bowling. But this was a lifetime ago. Both of us have completely changed in taste, perspectives, and life decisions. One thing we have both in common now is that we are both working in China. Except he is married to a nice girl in Harbin. Thus, I decided to go visit him and see how he’s doing.

At the time, I was only aware of three things:

1) Frigid, negative degrees weather, made worse by freezing wind.
2) Delicious wheat-based foods such as hand made noodles, dumplings, Baozi, and hearty barbecues.
3) White spirit guzzling North Eastern guys who then get into fistfights.

In China, white spirit is a high percentage alcohol drink that is known to warm the body and soothe the mind. In Chinese, it is pronounced “Bai Jiu”. This literally translates to “White wine/spirit”.

I also know that in some shoddy bar, somewhere in an uncharted alley corner, will probably serve the best Bai Jiu and barbecue in Harbin, and after feasting there, some drunk guy is going try to start a brawl. So in an attempt to prepare myself, I enrolled in a boxing gym and trained two hours twice a week with a professional coach. In order to prepare my body for the 46% alcohol contents of the standard “Dong Bei Bai Jiu”, I take sips whenever I was thirst during training. Now I understand why in Chinese TV shows, those fighters always have some kind of “drunken style” with their fighting techniques. It’s so cold, that when they get thirsty from their training, they just drink Bai Jiu to warm themselves up!

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My training culminated to being able to do twenty minutes of jump rope, the standard Calisthenics, three ten minute rounds of mitts, heavy bag, then ten minutes of abs. I felt ready. No one is going to mess with me in Dong Bei!

Know how to fight? check.
Know how to drink Bai jiu? check.
Know how to withstand the cold? Uh oh.

I had an awesome Adidas sports thermal tights used in winter sports, which I got on sale in Japan. I decided I would then wear jeans and wool socks layered on top.

For the upper body, I’d wear a thermal shirt, then a Superdry wool sweater, and a Superdry jacket that was battle tested in Niagara Falls a few years ago.

In cold weather, protecting your head is imperative because that’s where most of your body heat dissipate from. So I packed a wool thermal cap. The funny thing with this wool cap is that it as big ball of fur on top of it, with two more balls of fur dangling on each side. It was a bit too…cute. I contemplated whether I should wear it. I bought it in Japan and at the time, it never said it was for male or female. As my friends made it a point to laugh at me whenever I wore it, it occurred to me that the wool cap was made for women. Oh well.

Finally, I topped out my winter armor with a nice wool scarf.

Winter Wonderland

The flight from Shenzhen to Harbin was about four and a half hours. The flight was long and boring. I think my comfort limit on a plane is about three hours. Anything longer than that and I’d start fidgeting. Most Chinese people tell me that China on the world map looks like a huge chicken. And funnily, Harbin is the eye of the chicken.

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We finally landed. I really enjoy the coldness of China’s northeast. I feels refreshing and crisp.

In the airport terminal, I immediately put on my winter clothes. Pete was waiting for me at the exit and we took a bus to Harbin’s city center. It was a forty-five minute bus ride to city center. Pete and I chatted about our lives. It was so unique because we both grew up in the same street. Went different paths and now are both in China. We checked into our rooms and decided to get Indian food for dinner that night. Because it was so frigid and cold, every room has a heater. I loved the dryness of China’s Northeast, and quite surprisingly I didn’t mind the cold.

We woke up the next day and set out to see Harbin’s Winterland. Luckily for us, our hotel was located close to it. We set out on foot and took a cable car into the park that encompasses the Winter Wonderland. When we got there, we got tickets and went into the park. We walked around and soon came upon a lot of ice sculptures. It was simply beautiful. We saw sculptures that depicted different culture, religions, and stories. There were also snow activities to do such as sledding. Basically you get on top of a tube and they kick you down a slope. It sounds simple but it very fun. Pete and I must of went down that slope a million times.

We then tried one of those small mechanized toy cars that would buzz along the snow ground at one meter per minute. We were limited to twenty minutes. So we got on, drove it about ten meters, which took ten minutes. Kids, moms, and grandmothers walked past us. We then turned around and drove it ten meters back. Then we sulked off. We also saw a man made snow track. Basically it’s a four hundred meter elongated circular path that let people skate around. Kind of like what you see sprinters run on, but in our case, it’s for ice skating. You can see kids and adults go round and round.

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We then came back to city center and decided to get some food. We walked the malls, the stores, and ate some more. It was a pretty fun and relaxing day.

The next day we visited an indoor skiing place at the Wanda Mall.

Wanda is one of China’s richest men and he opened a whole bunch of malls all around the country. This particular Wanda mall has a nice indoor snowboard and skiing rink. We rented equipment, took a lift to the top, and skied a pretty steep downward slope. We did this for about three hours. It was fun, but the learning curve was steep. After we were done, we went to get some lunch. We had some local dishes such as 杀猪菜 (Pork Stew), which is basically pig blood sausage, and fermented cabbage in a pig bone broth. The soup was hearty and warms the body. It was perfect for winter. After a morning of skiing and a warming lunch, we headed back to city center.

When we got back to our hotel, we decided to try a specialty sausage that is popular among the locals. It is cured and smoked, as they were made in Poland or Lithuania. The sausage was commonly called “Li Dao Si” sausage, some called it “Kazakh red sausage”. It was first manufactured in March 1909 by Lithuanian staff in a Russian-capitalized factory named Churin Sausage Factory, located in Harbin’s Daoli District. It has a more European flavor to it and is hearty in nature. They also roast it fresh there if you want to have a snack.

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I want to take time to explain some Chinese personality generalizations.

People up in the northeast are much more outgoing and if you seem to be lost, they’ll walk to your destination. If two people get into an argument, their temper would go from zero to “war” in two seconds flat. A fight would ensue and the issue would get resolved when someone falls. This is actually very efficient as problems would get solved within minutes.

In the South, people tend to be a bit introverted. If two people starts a yelling match, they’ll continue that shouting match until they are face to face. Then they’ll shout some more until dusk. This takes too long and it really burdensome to the ears. Northerners rather just get it over with using fists. Simple. Efficient. And to the point.

In China, they say Northerns are more 大方, or generous. When they invite you to a meal, they tend to buy the best, drink more alcohol, talk loudly, and laugh heartily. They joke often, and display their feelings openly. If they get made fun of, they will laugh with you, and then make fun of you three times worse.

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In the South, people are more 小气, or stingy. Money spent is meticulously calculated. A person’s character is carefully guarded. And if they are offended, they will sulk, and display passive aggressive behavior.

Siberian Tigers

The next day, I decided to head down to the Siberian Tiger zoo. Peter was too sore from snow ski-ing so I went myself. I took the bus there and found the zoo. I bought some tickets, which comes in three parts. The ticket first lets you watch a circus type of show. It showcased guys on motorcycles and they rode dangerously close while being caged in a steel ball. The motorbikes has their own color style and lighting. It was very cool. After that they had a trainer come out with ten tigers and made them do tricks. The tigers were really obedient and performed very well.

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I then left the compound and came upon the entrance of the zoo. Buses picked up loads of people and drove inside. The place is basically a big park for tigers, sectioned off to keep tigers in check. Our bus went through different gates. We drove past various tigers bathing in the sun. Soon our bus cam to stop in a clearing. We saw a pickup truck come and the driver threw some live chickens out the window and then zoomed away. Before we knew it, several tigers swooped in and devoured the chicken. One of them wasn’t hungry and decided to just crush the chicken with its teeth and walk around with it hanging dead from its mouth.

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Then the pickup truck came again and dropped a bunch of turkeys. More tigers swooped in and grabbed the turkeys. One of them was quick and agile and managed to escape. It started running and one of the tigers chased it. Surprisingly, the turkey headed our way and took flight. But being a turkey, it can’t fly. It just kind of glide through the air. It was gliding our way and our bus is pretty tall, at around twelve feet in height. Everyone on the bus was rooting for the turkey to escape, but our bus blocked the turkey’s flight path. The turkey tried and tried and couldn’t get any more lift time. It crashed into our window and fell to the ground. The tiger dived and then bit the turkey. Several tigers also swooped in and there was a fight. One of the tigers won and took the writhing turkey away. The nature of the wild unfolded tragically for the turkey, but it demonstrated how different species work together to create an ecosphere.

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The Dinner

On New Years Eve, we checked out of our hotel and had breakfast. It was a hearty Dong Bei breakfast with chilled meat, Chinese Nan bread (Da Bring), and raw onions. We had it at MaoMao’s, which is a restaurant close to our hotel. We then took a bus and rode forty five minutes to a town called “Ah Cheng”. It is a sizable town with the basic supermarkets, malls, and apartments. Pete’s wife and her family originated from there. When we arrived, we went to Pete’s apartment and put our stuff down. I met his wife, and mother in law, both very nice ladies. The family owns many medical supply stores and local pharmacies. Since there were going to be twenty of us, they decided to cook (and eat) New Year’s dinner in one of the stores due to space availability. So we took a taxi there and I was introduced to the rest of the family.

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We soon had dinner and was enjoying all sorts of delicious dishes. There were boiled shrimps with vinegar sauce. Salt and pepper beef. Fried ribbon fish. Braised Carp. Soy sauce braised pork spare ribs. Pig knuckles. And a very scary looking silkworm. Yes you read correctly. Silkworm.

They are shaped like an egg, and brown in color. The outer shell is multi layered to look like scary insect armor. It literally looks like something that popped out of your scariest horror movie. Just looking at them, you get a feeling like a small brain sucking alien will pop out of it any minute. Peter’s in-laws stir fried those little suckers with a little bit of oil and salt. To be honest, eating them is a whole new experience. If I had to break it down in the simplest way possible for you, I’d say the inside is like steamed scrambled eggs. Its yellow in color, has consistency of scrambled eggs, and is rather tasteless. That is the reason why they use salt, to give it more flavor. It tastes rather normal, and not as scary as it looks.

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After dinner, we did the usual Chinese New Years activity such as using Wechat to post pictures of dinner, receive and give red packs, and watch the Chinese New Years show on CCTV. This goes on to about ten o’clock. Families usually would then play MahJeong, which is a Chinese gambling game. You’d bet a few coins here and there for fun. Finally, when close to midnight, it is tradition that everyone have dumplings. Inside some of the dumplings, they would hide a coin in there. This is usually kinda fun for the kids because they get a kick out of getting additional money.

After that, people would retire back to their bedrooms for slumber.

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The next day, Peter and I just relaxed in his apartment. We walked around his neighborhood and bought some gifts for me to take home. That night, his mother took us to the best restaurant in town. I had the most authentic northeast foods. Every dish was delicious, and hand made. Finally, I said my goodbyes to Pete and took a bus from Harbin City center back to the airport. The flight back to Shenzhen was very good. I landed around eight or nine. Then took a taxi home.

All in all, I think it was the most traditional Chinese New years I ever had. The cold weather, the hearty food, the joyous people, and the atmosphere of the North really brought China’s traditional New Years festive feelings. In my opinion, there is only one way to enjoy Chinese New Years, and that is up in cold winters of China’s Dong Bei.

Thailand for 2017 Chinese New Years!

It was early January 2017.

Shops, restaurants, companies, projects, and deadlines all came to a close. China prepared to shutdown. People hoarded tickets for buses, ferries, trains, and planes. It was that time of year again: Spring Festival. Everyone was preparing for a time of celebration, festivity, delicious foods, and happy families.

But there was no joy in my heart, for I was alone in China. And Shenzhen will be deserted once everyone leaves for their hometown.

But I was wasn’t going to let it deter me from having a good time. I browsed the web for holiday spots.

As I sifted through pictures from around the world, I came upon some beautiful beaches with island rocks as backdrop. The skies were baby blue with traces of white clouds. It looked like it was some kind of prop straight out of a movie! Where was this? I did some research and the results led me to Railay Beach in Thailand, where the famous Beach movie was filmed.

Itinerary

I booked a round trip flight, reserved a seven-day stay at the Bhu Thani resort on Railay Beach, and bought a ferry ticket from Phuket to Railay Beach. There is also a famous beach called Patong on Phuket Island. I wanted to take a look so I added a reservation for my first overnight stay there.

Big mistake.

Patong Beach is on the west side of the island, but the ferry is on the east side. It means I had to taxi across the island at 7:30 am in order to catch the ferry.

Since it was Chinese New Year, the prices were a bit high. The room for one night in Patong was fair, but the resort in Railay Beach was a bit much. It was $166 a night. Once I exited Phuket Airport, I felt at ease. The warm air was comfortable, there was a light breeze, and tourists were scurrying about like rats. I bought a seven-day sim card so I could get internet access and phone service. I exited the airport terminal and saw a bunch of taxis waiting. Before setting towards your destination, the taxis will stop off at a small tourist shop. An employee will hop in and try to sell you some tourist packages. I had my trip all planned so I declined her offers.

Do not exchange money at the airport. Do it at the ATM machines in Thailand.

At this point, I had a lot of Bhat on hand because I did cash exchange at the airport. Do not do this because the exchange rate is much better inland. Even though there is a small initial fee at the ATM machines, the exchange rate is excellent, and you get a better deal from it.

Few hours in Patong

The taxi dropped me off at my hotel in Patong Beach, and I unpacked. Walking through Paton beach was an eye-opening experience. Everyone was on vacation mode. They were just eating, drinking, chatting and strolling about. It was late and I had to catch the ferry early next morning, so I went into a little place and ordered a beef curry.

The pace in Phuket is very slow. It’s island culture, so people move about casually. Most events are trivial. Deadlines are an unknown concept. As I waited for my meal to arrive, that island culture went on full display. I waited an eternity for my food. When it arrived, however, it was all worth it. The curry was home-made, the beef tender, and the rice cooked to perfection. The simple act of waiting slowed my mind and calmed my body. My mind wasn’t racing like it was in big cities. After dinner, I strolled back to my room.

At this point, I started to notice the Thai language. The standard Thai greeting would be “Sa wat Dee Kaaaaaaa….” if it is said by a woman. And “Sa Wat Dee Krap”, if said by a man. They would put their hands together and bow slightly. This gesture of service ties perfectly to their culture. Thailand’s economy has a strong tourist sector. From hotels to restaurants, kayaking to rock climbing, massage parlors to taxi services, it’s all about serving tourists. Most Thais at tourist spots were farmers. They migrated from their farmlands, the sunrise to sunset labor, the poor village life, and into the tourism sectors for a quick Baht. Since it is the tourism industry, it doesn’t take much education. Simple hard work would do. Tourist money is part of how Thailand maintains its pace into the 21st century.

I strolled through the streets, where ladies, boys, and even ladyboys would beckon you to try their massage. Street vendors showcased freshly made Thai cuisine, and shop owners welcomed you.

On to Railay Beach

I woke up nice and early the next morning. It was a cloudy day with overcast. One of the hotel staff drove me to Cassandra Pier where the ferry was waiting. It was a big boat and can seat about 50 people. There were Americans, Chinese, Brazilians, French, Indians, and a few Koreans. It’s amazing how I can accurately tell where they are from simply by listening to their accents.

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It was a two-hour ferry ride and quite comfortable. I sat inside the cabin for the first hour, but was soon bored. I went out onto the boat deck for some fresh air. Since it was late January, the weather was quite cool, I’d say around 65F. The ferry floated through the cloudy ocean. The breeze was comforting and therapeutic.

After about two hours, the ferry dropped some passengers off at Ao Nang, which is a small beach town near Railay Beach. Once we were close to Railay Beach, a speed boat came and picked us up. The speed boat stopped about a few meters away from the beach and dropped us off. Everyone jumped out into the water, took their suitcases, and waddled their way onto the beach.

Bhu Nga Thani Resort and Spa

The resort’s design was excellent, and the entrance was very welcoming. The front lounge was comfortable as it had a few plush sofas for guests to relax in. There was freshly squeezed fruit juice, and the staff took care of my itinerary quickly. They took my luggage and told me that check-in starts at 2:30 pm. It was only 12:30 pm, so they advised me to go have lunch instead.

After lunch, I strolled through the resort and marveled at the design. The colors were light brown and white cream. There was a massage center, with huge vases at the entrance. Everything was clean and well kept. Opposite of the spa was a pretty nice pool. It overlooked the beach and had comfortable seats for relaxation. The hotel rooms looked new, and the roof looked like it was put together with neatly cut wooden blocks.

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The rooms were spacious and clean, so I felt the price was worth it. I looked out the balcony and could see the ocean. I quickly unpacked my things and changed into my shorts and t-shirt. It was a gray day with overcast, so I decided to take it easy and explore the island a bit. I walked out of the resort and turned left onto the walking path. I kept walking and saw more resorts, eateries, cafes, and restaurants. There were small shops that catered to rock climbing, massage, tourism packages, and the such. I walked to the very end of the pathway, then back. I was hungry again so I stopped at a small restaurant and ordered some grilled shrimp and rice.

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The meal portions were small. I ordered garlic onion shrimp. I was expecting sautéed shrimp and vegetables on a baseball mound of rice. When the plate came, I saw a small pile of rice. Then on the side, garlic, onions…and five shrimps. I unenthusiastically ate my lunch.

I lumbered back from scouting the island, and took a much needed nap in my room. When I woke up, it was already dark, so I went hunting for some dinner nearby. I devoured some tuna and rice. After I ate, I felt a food coma coming on, so I returned to my hotel, showered, and slept early.

Four Island Tour

I woke up early the next day and decided to take the longtail boat to Ao Nang. Around 7:30 am, I arrived at the beach, had a breakfast of pineapple roti, and hopped onto the first one heading towards Ao Nang.

The long tail boat seats eight people and at the time cost 900 Bhat per trip. Therefore, if they can find eight people, they’ll charge you 110 Baht a person. If they can only find six people, they’ll charge you 150 Baht a person. If they can only find four people, they’ll charge you 225 Baht a person. And if it’s just you, then damn, you’re left with the option of going solo at 900 Baht. It is something like that, I don’t quite remember. Sometimes, when it’s late at night and you don’t have a lot of people using the long tail boats, you may just have to go solo. So if you’re going to take one, make sure it is well before 8 pm. After that, you’re out of luck most of the time.

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To me, it’s always exciting and cool to be in a little boat, zipping around the ocean to some distant land. We got off, and I walked around to see what kind of stuff there is to do. On the way, I met a family from Russia. The dad, with his wife and kid, kept telling me how horrible their stay at one of the resorts is on Railay. He then says he’s moving on to some hotel on Ao Nang, and then signing up for some island tours.

Well, now, the island tour sounds exciting. So around 8 am, we arrived at Ao Nang. I strolled around and found a small shop where I ordered the Four Island Tour. The package included something like a visit to Poda Island, Chicken Island, and some other places which I don’t remember. But basically you get to stroll around some small islands, hang out at the beaches, jump into a lagoon and look at cute little fishes swim around via snorkeling.

The problem again was that if you join a group, the price is obviously cheaper, but you’ll have to squeeze in there somewhere. You don’t really have the freedom to tell El Capitan how long you want to stay at certain locations. You have to move with the group and they’ll call you in like cattle. The schedule is a bit more stringent. But if you’re by yourself, the price is a bit more expensive, but you have total freedom and control of where you want to, how long you want to stay, and so forth.

The choice was easy. I was going singular.

Some guy picked me up in a truck and took me to the starting point. I hopped into my longtail boat, said hi to the skipper, and we took off. Sitting at the front end of the longtail boat, with the wind combing my fair, and the seawater splashing around me, was probably one of the best feelings in the world. It was getting warmer as the low clouds seemed to dissipate, so I took my tank top and wrapped it around my head via Life of Pi style.

Soon we arrived at a small beach, and the skipper told me to put on some goggles and go check out fishes near that beach. Now, I have never snorkeled so it was really fun. I didn’t know I was going to jump into the ocean and was wearing some Uniqlo casual shorts. I didn’t bring any kind of swimming shorts. But to hell with it, it has to be done. I strapped on my goggles, and slowly eased myself into the water.

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Let’s just say even though the temperature is around 80 and humid, the water was damn cold. Maybe around 50F. The problem was, the beach was about 80 meters away. So I took my goggles, lowered myself into the cold water, and swam out there. At the time, I wasn’t a very good swimmer, so I swam about 50 meters and got very tired. Since I was gassing out, my form was suffering and it took me forever to swim the rest of the way. Swimming was harder for me then I thought because as you turn your head to get air, you have to take precautions not to breathe in seawater. I was also not wearing a life vest, and my Uniqlo shorts were kinda weighing me down. When I got closer to the beach, I started to see fishes. I quickly put on my goggles and dunked my head beneath the surface.

Wow, what a sight. Many many pretty fishes. Yellow ones with blue stripes. White ones with polka dots. They all swam in sync as a group. You can paddle around and try to swim with them, and it felt so cool. I see some bigger boats nearby, with loads of people on them. Most of them wore life vests and jumped in. Some stayed behind. Poor souls, they don’t know what they’re missing. After about an hour snorkeling, I returned to my boat. Luckily the sun was out and the weather was warm, I dried off quickly. However, keep note that since you’re doing a lot of island activities,

…always bring a towel.

Beaches, islands, sands, sea, chances are, you’ll get wet. Bringing a towel will help you dry off.

Now, I’m going to emphasize another important point here while traveling.

Keep your money in a purse with some kind of locking mechanism, and place it in an inconspicuous place in your bag.

The reason why the skipper stopped the boat 80 meters from the beach where the fishes are swimming, is because he’ll have time to go through my bag to steal money.

You see, I made the mistake of simply sticking my cash in the front zipper pocket of my little backpack nonchalantly. Being the person that I am, I have a very trusting personality, thinking the world is all rainbows, unicorns, and ice cream.

The reality is that there are many poor folks and they would do some questionable things in order to get a quick buck. In my situation, it was so easy to snatch a bill or two and I wouldn’t even notice. So while I was swimming towards shore, the skipper unzipped my bag and took about two or three thousand Bahts, roughly $60-$80. Also, it was because I was traveling alone. It is much, much easier to steal from a single person, than a group. I only noticed this when I got back to my hotel and did some accounting to see what I spent money on. I came up short, and it was then that I figured out how and why. Hence, next time you guys go traveling, it is okay to bring cash along, but make sure it is in a pocketbook or purse with a locking mechanism, and keep that cash bag in a safe compartment in your backpack. Then when you guys come back from your activity, all you have to do is check for your cash bag.

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I want to make a note here about the sixth sense. While I lowered myself from the longtail boat and into the water, my sixth sense really rang to me about having my bag in the open on the boat. Yes, I was excited to be swimming in the sea and looking at fishes, but I wrongfully ignored it. Even after a full year after this incident, I still remember that sixth sense ringing in my body. I don’t know how to describe it. It’s like an unsteady feeling that made me want to climb back into the boat and secure my things. Next time, I will listen to that voice. Even if the bag is flimsy with no safe compartment, I could of counted my money and placed it in a better position deeper inside the bag. That way, when I come back, I’ll notice if someone has rummaged through my bag. I can also count my money and make sure I don’t come up short.

Then we set sail towards the other islands. I don’t want to write too much about the other places because it’s basically all the same. You’re either on a beach, in a lagoon, strolling through some beautiful walkway, or climbing some rocks to get to a ledge and admire the beautiful scenery. The four island tour will take around 4-5 hours. Therefore, packing a meal is essential.

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One of the most important things to do when going on a day trip is to make sure you bring food storage. Between laying around and snorkeling, you’d get really hungry and thirsty. I really wished I made a few beef sandwiches, pack and wrap them in foil, and brought them along with me. Thailand also has very good and fresh dried mangos. Be sure to bring a couple of packs of them. The weather also changes quickly, going from sprinkling rain to hot sun rays in a matter of an hour.

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If I was to do it all over again, I’d bring a food storage with:

1) big bottle of Water
2) 5 beef/cheese sandwiches
3) 3 bags of mangos

Even though the day may be cloudy, the sun rays will cut through the clouds and you will get exposed to a lot of rays. Make sure you apply sunscreen, put on some good sunglasses, and wear breathable cotton shirts. Those shirts are readily available at the mom & pop shops. The going rate for them is 250-300 baht during tourist season, and definitely a lot cheaper and can be bargained for during the low season. However, even if it is tourist season, you can still haggle by buying more, and thus get a lower price for each. Make sure you jot down what you need and buy it all together, that way you discuss with the store owner for a discount.

When I got back to my hotel, I was starving. It was close to dinner time, so I showered, changed, and went hunting for dinner. I explored the back part of my resort and there is an area with a couple of highly-rated restaurants. I’m talking about Trip Advisor ratings, and they have all been very helpful. I decided to hit up this place called something like “The Family Restaurant” in West Railay. They have fresh fish laid out on the ice in the front. So you choose which fish you want, and they can steam, grill, or fry it for you.

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When you’re picking fish, make sure these three points hold in order to ensure freshness:

1) The fish eye should be clear and bright.
2) Use your nose to smell the fish. There should be no smell at all. Simply nothing. If there’s some kind of fish smell, it means it has already begun to deteriorate.
3) Take your finger and press down on the body. The flesh should be flexible in feeling. It should feel elastic and resilient. This implies the fish was recently caught and its meat is fresh.

If all three points hold, the fish is fresh and can be chosen.

The other thing is, try not to get it fried. This is because the oil they use may not be the best. Steamed is good, but may be boring. Hence, in my humble opinion, barbecuing is the best choice. They throw it on the grill for a good 15 minutes, then stir fry some onion and garlic and toss it on there. Simple, tasty, and delicious. That night, I had the pleasure of devouring a sea bass with rice.

mango-rice

Due to the meals being mostly fresh seafood, veggies, and rice, I would often not feel full. This itself is a good thing as we should always consume up to 80% of our stomach’s capacity. However, since I am a very active person, I tend to burn food pretty quickly. Thus, while in Thailand, I always order the mango sticky rice for dessert. It is a piece of fresh ripe mango with rice cooked in coconut milk. So instead of using water to cook the rice, they use coconut milk, and the result is tender sweet rice with a rich coconut taste. It is my favorite dessert in the whole world.

Weather changes like how we change clothes

Out of nine days that I was there, two days were spent in my room because it would be pouring down like crazy. The rain would change from little drizzle to heavy torrent in a matter of minutes. When the rain dies down a bit, you quickly sneak out and try to have lunch somewhere. I would always use my trusty little Trip Advisor app to look for my next lunch spot. When the rain died down, I would hurry there, eat lunch, then order something to go for my afternoon snack. I’d also stop by the local market and pick up some drinks.

When it comes to drinks, since you’re on the islands, its better you drink fresh coconut juice. You can order them in restaurants and shops. If none is available, you can get then from the bottle. I would always bring a few bottles back to my room and stick it in the fridge.

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Captain of the Banana Boat

The next day, I woke up to clear beautiful skies. I pushed apart the curtains and saw a gold ball rising out of the ocean. Its beams of orange hue grazed over my sleepy face. I knew I had to tackle this day early.

I quickly got my cell phone, money, some clothes and hopped out. I went to have an early breakfast of pineapple, fried eggs, and bread. I then zipped my way to the West of the Island and rented a kayak for the day. It was 800 Baht (200 RMB, or about 26 dollars). They give you a life vest, a paddle, a water-proof bag, and help you drag the boat at the edge of the beach, and there you go. Freedom.

Getting into the water at 8:30 am, strapping on a life vest, tossing your bag over your shoulders, and then rowing yourself out to sea, is probably one of the best feelings in the world. You’re looking out into the skyline of the ocean, the gentle breeze combs your hair, and the cool water inches your boat further and further out to sea.

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Rowing out to sea isn’t a walk in the park. It’s fun, but it takes some strength and coordination because the tide tends to push you around if you’re not careful. You’d have to row constantly for a few minutes at a time, and if you run out of energy, you’ll be at the mercy of the waves.

It is recommended that you do some sort of physical preparation weeks beforehand so that you experience the best of what kayaking can offer. Jog a few miles, and do some light bodyweight exercises. Honestly, any kind of exercise will help. It’s imperative that you work a bit on your cardio, and improve your strength. That way, you’re not tired after a few minutes of rowing. If you’re tired, and you’re always resting, it is very difficult to reach your destination because the tide will be working against you. Sometimes gently, sometimes aggressively.

Another thing is to concentrate on doing abdominal exercises. You’re sitting in a kayak and using your arms to row water past your kayak so your stomach muscles are actually doing a lot of work to stabilize yourself. You’re there hunched over for hours at a time and your stomach will tire out quickly. Make sure you are prepared.

Starting from the West Beach, I rowed about a kilometer out towards the southeast direction. There were two small rock islands, and behind them was a lagoon and another part of the beach where people relax. From 8:30 am – 10:30 am, it was relatively easy because there is no tide. You can methodically row, and you’ll cover a good distance.

I quickly made it to the rock islands and I noticed a rope hanging there. I wanted to take a break and swim in the sea. It was something I have always wanted to do so I thought it’d be a perfect place to anchor my kayak and swim around. I jumped out of my kayak and tied the rope to the nose of it so it wouldn’t drift away.

The sea temperature was okay, a bit on the cold side. The water was salty to the point of bitterness. What fascinated me most was the ocean ripple. It is the ever-changing buoyancy that gives the ocean its visual characteristics. Like the scales on the back of a dragon, the water ripple dips and rises methodically, reflecting the sunlight. It is sporadic, and it is beautiful.

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The ocean ripples would come wave after wave. At first, it seems like I would drown beneath them. As you look at the oncoming wave, it rises above you, and the water then would consume your face. But after a while, you notice that even though waves are coming at you, they are also carrying you. You float with it, you move with it, and you are being carried by the small waves. In essence, you become one with the ocean. All you have to do is turn your head the other way, towards the direction the ripple is going, and you’ll notice that you’re taking it for a ride. You have to glide on the dragon’s back, maneuver through its scales, and be one with it.

Swimming in the ocean is much more difficult than swimming in a pool. In an Olympic size swimming pool, the water is calm and nice, you can use your legs and motor-kick yourself across 50 meters in a little over a minute. You feel like Poseidon as you freestyle yourself through 100 meters in a minute and a half. But the ocean has a temper. Depending on the time of day, it may feel like you’re swimming through a vacuum turned to high power. The waves are always working against you and you must take precautions with every breath you take. Or else, you’ll be drinking seawater. If you get tired, you can’t hinge onto a pool wall and take a rest. If you’re tired in the ocean, you must learn to stay afloat, catch your breath, and not let the oncoming waves take you down.

After I swam about and took some pictures, I was ready to climb back onto my kayak. Little did I know, it is one of the hardest things I will ever have to do. As I lifted myself out of the water and onto one side of the kayak, my body weight was too much and it pressed one side of the kayak down. As the kayak rotated 80 plus degrees over to one side, it naturally toppled over. The kayak turned upside down and perfectly covered my head in the process. I ended up inside it. Kinda like wearing a Banana hat while floating in the ocean.

At that point, it was a bit scary because you’re neck-deep in the ocean, with an upside-down kayak on your head. All I saw was the inside of the kayak, and then I saw my bag. I quickly strapped it over my neck and dived beneath the water surface so I can swim out of that space. Once my head popped out of the water, I am looking at the belly of the kayak. I see my paddle floating away. I quickly retrieved my paddle and pulled it close to me. I tried flipping the kayak back and boy, it was heavy. It wasn’t like I was standing on solid ground and can use my leg muscles. I swam directly under one side of the kayak, right at the midpoint. That is the point where you should lift. Anywhere else is much too heavy. I collected all of my energy pushed with both my arms and kicked with my legs. I did it again and again. But to no avail.

I then swam back into the concave created by the upside-down kayak and tried another tactic. With one arm, I started pushing one side of the kayak up, and with my other arm, I pulled down the other side. The kayak slowly started to turn and finally flipped over. I was ecstatic. I then threw my paddle onto the Kayak and prepared to climb in.

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At the time, I had no idea how to climb back into a kayak if I’m in the ocean. Your head at sea level and the edge of the kayak is much higher. If you try to lift yourself, you’ll only end up flipping it over.

Okay, so the standard way of getting back onto a kayak is to be at the side of it, and then start kicking your legs so that your body becomes parallel with ground level. Kinda like how when you’re a kid, and you first started to learn how to swim. The teacher had you grab onto the side of the swimming pool and kick until your body started to float. In our situation, do the same thing but grab onto one side of the kayak. Then use your arms and reach over to the far side of the kayak. The idea is to get your body to glide onto the kayak by swimming. Your body will move forward and slowly glide over the Kayak. After that, its up to you on how you want to turn, flip, and do whatever to get back into a seating position.

However, at that time, I didn’t know this is how it’s done. I had a life vest on and I was just floating in water perpendicularly, staring at one side of the kayak.

Then, I had an idiotic idea! I took hold of where the rope was bound to the head of the kayak and dragged it towards where the rope is hanging from above. I positioned the kayak right underneath the hanging rope.

With all my strength, I hauled myself out of the water by climbing up that rope. With every pull, I got higher and higher until my waist is out of the water. Then I sprawled my leg over onto the kayak. I threw my other leg on until both legs were positioned onto the kayak. Using my feet, I positioned the kayak directly underneath me and I slowly lowered myself onto it. I then grabbed the paddle, placed my bag into its compartment, untied the kayak, and breathed a sigh of relief.

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After kayaking around the rock islands and exploring some hidden caves, I was hungry and decided to head back to land for some lunch. It was around 11:00 am so I started to paddle back towards shore. Unfortunately, the tide has started and it’s pushing everything away from land. I hauled ass trying to row my way towards shore, but I was moving like a snail. Sometimes, I would make some good gains. Other times, it seems like I was going backward. I think it literally took me a full half-hour of hard rowing until I started to get close to land. I finally made it to the beach and hopped out.

I dragged the kayak onto the beach and took off my vest. I took my bag and headed towards a beach restaurant and got a nice little seat facing the beach. I ordered a pad thai and fresh coconut. I devoured the pad thai and washed it down with the coconut. Both were delicious. I then rested and watched beach-goers scurry around. Since I explored the east side of the island, I now wanted to explore the west side, where it connects a small town called Ao Nang.

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I headed back onto my kayak and started rowing out. I kayaked along the edge of the island. The afternoon tide is strong, but by now, I know how to maneuver it. I kayaked through some torrents, some rocky concave, and soon found myself in a clearing. I looked ahead and can see Ao Nang’s beach. It was a quiet little area of the island. There were some low caves, a high rock island nearby, and the tall mountainous structure of it blocked the sun. It created a nice shady area where I simply kicked back and took a little nap.

It was so nice and relaxing to be floating around in calm water on a kayak. I laid down with my arms behind my head, closed my eyes, and listened to my surroundings. I heard birds chirping, the quiet flow of the water, the far off sound of tourists. I dangled my leg over one side of the kayak, dipping it in water.

I laid like this for a while and really took in the nature of it all. If I had it my way, everyone should be able to experience this once a day. Psychologically, it replenishes the tired mind. Physically, it slows down the body. Mentally, it massages the brain.

Spider Manning up the Mountain

I woke up feeling pretty good. Except now I am sunburned pretty bad around my shoulder areas.

Therefore, don’t forget to apply sunblock before you leave your room. My personal recommendation is the Nivea SPF 50. You can find them in any of the convenient stores in Phuket, noticeably 7/11.

My skin was begging for a break from the sun so I went to see what there is to do inland, in the shade. I went down and had my usual breakfast of pineapple, eggs, and bread. Then I walked towards the shops and found a place where they advertise rock climbing. What an excellent idea! You’re next to a vertical slab of a mountain, you’re in the shade, and it would be a fun experience!

So I signed up on the spot. They gave me a pair of shoes, and a belt with a bag of white powder hanging from the back. The white powder is to make it easier for your hands to grip the rocks. They then gave me a bundle of rope. The instructor is a nice Thai local. He’s got a sinewy build which is perfect for climbing and was very helpful in getting us started. We went in a group.

We walked to a location where the walls of the rocks scale up to what seems to be about a hundred stories. Each slab of wall looks like a mural, where the painter has drawn ghosts and scary faces on there. If you look at it, there will be many little holes and crevasses, like eyes and mouths of small little ghosts, etched into the mountain walls for eternity.

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I bought the beginner package, so there is a total of five spots. In reality, you climb up about ten to fifteen stories, roughly 150 feet high. Once you touch that point, the instructor will safely lower you down. Then you go on to the next spot.

I have to say, rock climbing, to me, it one of the hardest activities I have ever done in my life. I didn’t really know how to use the large muscles on the body to climb. From a beginner’s standpoint, it felt like I only used my hands, and a small portion of my feet to hold my body weight up. Then you have these TINY ledges for your feet to push on. For your hands, you have these EVEN TINIER crevasse to hold on to. To make matters worse, because you’re hanging on by the hair of your chinny chin chin, your body is sweating like a pig! This makes your hand slippery and it adds to the degree of difficulty.

As I edged myself up this mural of ghastly ghost faces, I began to think that it wasn’t such a good idea anymore. Because the higher I climbed, the scarier it got. The word I guess would be vulnerable. So for those of you who have a fear of heights, I suggest you DO NOT DO THIS. There is absolutely no protection, no seats, no platform, nothing. You’re just hanging on by a rope. The scariest part of it all is when you can’t hold on anymore. The body will fatigue, and it will need to let go. So make sure you keep your instructor well aware of this situation.

On the bright side, it definitely gives you a rush of adrenaline and you certainly feel very much alive. You could save a few bucks by skipping coffee. I can guarantee you, rocking climbing will wake you up much better than coffee ever will. Though you’re not really moving all that much, the fact that you’re hanging by your fingers and toes really makes your body sweat. I remember beads of sweat dripping down from my head to my shoulders, from my shoulders to my elbows, and collecting at the lowest point of my elbow before it took a death dive onto the ground below.

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When you can’t climb anymore and your body is shaking from exhaustion, let your instructor know you want to fall. Your instructor will naturally tell you to go ahead and just let yourself fall. At that moment, you have to trust yourself, your instructor, and whatever supreme being you worship to. Just believe and have faith that you will be okay and let yourself fall. Don’t worry, your instructor is using his weight to counterbalance you. You’ll feel yourself free fall for about a foot, and then, you’re dangling 20 stories in the air. You look down, and you’ll cringe because you are so far up.

What makes matter worse is that it’s one of these elastic ropes. It is built to withstand a lot of weight, so don’t worry about that. But the sound it makes is just terrible.

Like in a movie, when a poor guy is at the edge of a cliff, holding onto a thin rope for dear life. The hero is holding on with all his might, and the rope starts to stretch and tear. The rope starts making that stretching noise, and that nasty stretching noise is making the audience bite their nails in suspense. No one wants that poor guy to fall to a certain bloody and crushing death below. Thus, for a long of people, that rope sound is excruciatingly painful to hear. As you dangle there, you keep hearing that noise and it really seems like the rope is going to rip apart any second.

Keep calm, it won’t. Look straight ahead at the rocks, and latch yourself back on. Think about how you will place your hands and feet. And pretty soon, you’ll get to your goal.

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For us, we had to touch flags that were set on the walls. To me, it seemed awfully difficult. Many times, the instructor was kind and kept pulling on the rope to help further me up the wall. When you get to your goal, make sure you look back and admire the ocean view. Take some pictures while you’re up there but please careful about the camera. Let your instructor know you want to take a picture so that he can accommodate you and tell you how to place your limbs.

Needlessly to say, rock climbing is thirsty work! So make sure you bring plenty of chilled coconut water. We finished around 11 am and I was starving. I returned the equipment, thanked the instructor, and picked out a red snapper for the grill. It was delicious, and I washed it down with another fresh coconut. After that, I ordered a mango sticky rice for dessert and hauled my ass back to my room for a well-deserved nap.

Standup Paddle Board

Want to feel even more free while at sea? Then I suggest you try the standup paddleboard! You stand on top of a board and…well, that’s it. Oh, you also get a skinny little paddle. Then you just balance yourself on that board, grip that paddle, and row yourself out to sea. I needed a break from my harrowing rock climbing experience. So I rented a paddleboard for four hours and went to the beach first thing in the morning.

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Word of advice, even though they give you a life vest, make sure you are a good swimmer first before you try standup paddleboarding. Since you’ll be falling into the ocean quite often, it is imperative you are a capable swimmer. I’m talking about being able to swim 100 meters without stopping for a break. It doesn’t matter what style, doesn’t matter how fast, but you need to be able to swim for 100 meters without the need to rest.

Wearing my swimming trunks, I got onto the board and rested on my knees. I paddled about 80 meters out to the ocean, and that’s when I tried standing up.

So the trick is to feel like you are one with the ocean. You are one with the waves, the buoyancy, and that you are part of it all. Put both your hands onto the board. Yes, you will look like a dog on all fours. Then, slowly put your feet onto the board. One on the left, one on the right. You’ll feel a bit shaky and it is completely natural. Relax, and breathe. I actually got pretty lucky and managed to be on the board and rowing for about 10 minutes. Soon after, I lost my balance and fell into the water. The thing to remember is that when you fall, make sure you throw your paddle in the opposite direction. Falling with your paddle is fine and dandy, but there is a small chance that your paddle may hit you somewhere and it won’t be very comfortable. So always make sure before you fall, that you just toss your paddle somewhere else.

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After about an hour, I started to get it. It seriously isn’t that hard because 90% of it is just to learn how to keep balance. Once you learn how to balance, then you’re pretty set. In order to get it moving, you simply row it like how you would a kayak. The concepts are all the same.

So I rowed for a while and it was fun. When I reached a nice little place with shade, I’ll lay on my board and just relax. I’ll take some pictures, watch some clouds, and swim around in the ocean. In my opinion, paddleboarding is the most fun in smaller areas and with friends. That way, when you guys reach a nice spot like a lagoon or a small patch of beach, its very convenient to just plop down and chill.

The cons of paddleboarding are that it is very hard to cover a lot of distance. Even though you’re literally walking on water, moving around takes a bit of effort. It is much slower than kayaking and changing directions and all that is a bit difficult as well. Don’t get me started on trying to go back towards shore. I was so frustrated by the tide because I couldn’t row myself anywhere. Hence, I strapped my paddle onto the board, tied the paddle board’s ankle strap tightly onto my ankle, and jumped overboard. I swam all the way towards shore with the paddleboard tied to my ankle. Just make sure you take breaks as it can be very tiring.

Ao Nang

Ao Nang is a little beach town just west of Railay Beach. You can reach there by longtail boat in about ten minutes. Once you get off, you’ll on the main road. Whether you go one way or the other, it really doesn’t matter. You’ll be greeted by 7/11 convenient stores, restaurants, gift shops, hotels, markets, road stands, cafes, and outdoor markets. You can get anything and everything. If you’re interested in the nightlife, there is a place called Ao Nang Center Point. It is basically a plaza surrounded by bars, some restaurants, and a whole bunch of souvenir markets. It is towards the west side of Ao Nang Beach.

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Speaking of Ao Nang beach, I can attest that it has the most beautiful sunset I have ever seen in my life. It is so beautiful that it brings back memories of my grandmother, and how I wanted to bring her here to see it with me. It was really nostalgic and a bit sad.

If you go towards the east side of the beach, you’ll come up to more restaurants. On this side of the beach, you’ll find more shops that sell tourist packages. You can go ride elephants, watch tigers, see a snake charmer jump into a snack pit, zip around in a forest canopy, and lots more.

In Thailand, there is a sizable Indian population, as well as Muslim Thais. Hence, you’ll be able to find some of the best Indian food around. I checked on Trip Advisor found a few nice Indian restaurants. No complaints here. All homemade, all fresh, all delicious. Since most of the restaurants are located on the main road, you can enjoy it while doing a lot of people watching.

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A word of advice: in Thailand, not a lot of people really understand the rules of the road. They are novice drivers and are not completely competent in understanding how traffic works. Therefore, you’ll get a lot of crazy drivers and motorists. By all means, while in Thailand, always look both ways, and be patient. It is not worth risking your life over.

While walking around Ao Nang Center Point, you’ll see a huge statue of a swordfish. It is a great place to take pictures. Make sure you buy some snacks and just chill there a bit. Its really nice to see tourists stroll around, take pictures, and enjoy the ocean breeze. You’ll also notice some tall ladies in fancy dresses carrying signs. They are advertising for their cabaret show. They are actually ladyboys. Born as male at birth, they grew up as female. They work for a company called Blue Dragon and three times a night, they’ll sing, dance, and entertainment to your heart’s content. Yes, Ao Nang is home to the famous Blue Dragon Cabaret show, where all the performing members are ladyboys. They will do famous tunes from around the world. It is suitable for all ages and in my opinion, a must-see attraction.

Return to Phuket

I left on a day that was sunny and beautiful. The tide was low and the 2-hour ferry ride was perfect. It was my first time in Thailand. And experiencing so many great activities, eating so many delicious foods, and spending my Chinese New Year in such a paradise will always be cherished in my memories. It will always be special to me. I felt nostalgic as I watched Railay Island disappear.

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When I got to Phuket Island, I stayed in Phuket town. It was the weekend so there was an outdoor market festival going on. Lots of snacks, souvenirs shops, and food stands were all laid out over two street blocks. There were musicians at every block, playing their favorite tunes. I had scallop and pasta for dinner. Of course, mango and sticky rice for dessert. I strolled through the night markets until I was tired, and I retired to my hotel room early.

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The next morning, I woke up and checked out of my room. I went to have lunch at a pretty authentic Thai place. I ordered crab with onions and ginger. It was actually fresh crab meat, sautéed with onions and ginger! Just like what the menu claimed! It was really delicious and I was thoroughly impressed. I then ordered a Thai Iced Tea. The condensed milk they used was overpoweringly sweet, and I thought I was going to blackout. But it was delicious all the same.
I then took a bus towards Phuket International Airport and boarded my plane soon after. As my airliner shot out of Phuket Airport and glided across the ocean, it banked east towards China. From the window seat, I see the setting sun bestow its light over the ocean, making it glimmer with joy. The water glistens and waves a reminder for me to visit in the near future.

Wujiang, where it all started

April 15th, 2013

I finally arrived in Shanghai International Airport, China. I saw two of the employees, Clark and Jenny, who will be giving me a ride to Wu Jiang. That’s where the tech park and our dorms are. Let’s just say the ride itself was incomprehensible as Clark did not know how to drive. He drove all of maybe five times in his life, even though he has a license. In China, this happens a lot. Many people can’t operate an automobile because they never get the chance to practice driving after they get their license. Soon, they forget how and it’s back to square one for them. That night, I honestly didn’t think I’d make it out alive. I didn’t want to experience the pain of being in a car crash so I dozed off in the backseat and prayed for a quick painless death.

Miraculously, we made it to the tech park sometime after midnight. What should have taken an hour or so took 3.5 hours. They drove really slow and was often lost. When we finally pulled up to the parking lot of the tech park, they gave me my dorm keys, helped me with my luggage, and I finally closed the door behind them.

I turned around and took a long look at the room. It was clean, spacious, and looked exactly like a college dorm. There was a bed, some furniture, a bathroom, and the basic necessities. I was too tired. I simply unpacked my things, and just went to bed. I slept pretty well and woke up around eight the next day.

I unpacked my clothes, tidied up the place, and stepped out of my dorm for my first day in a 4th tier Chinese city. On the opposite of me, I see a grid of dorms. Eight stories high and ten dorms wide. They looked exactly the same. I then walked to the end of the hallway and climbed to the top floor. It was a beautiful sight. I could feel the wind blowing across my face and can see vast amounts of Wu Jiang land. I see lots of new building constructions. They had green see-through tarps draped against them. I could hear the chattering of the drills and see workers with their yellow helmets walk about.

China has been investing heavily in technology and entrepreneurship. The government would divide the money into all the different cities. For example, first-tier cities such as Beijing, Shanghai, Shenzhen, Suzhou, would get a big cut. Second-tier cities such as Harbin, Guangzhou, Hangzhou would get the next cut. And it would trickle on like so. Since Wu Jiang is part of Suzhou, it got some money to fund technology. Hence, they built this “Technology and Entrepreneurship” Park in Wu Jiang a few years ago. They filled it up with office space and dorms, ready for the next generation of hopeful entrepreneurs and their ideas.

My friend Lu was an entrepreneurs. He had an idea about creating a next-generation face mask that regenerates the skin’s water content by using electrical currents. I came to China to help him out in IT and project management. When Lu’s project was approved, the government gave him some office space in this park, plus three dorms. One for him, one for me, and another for Jenny. The other employees lived off-campus in an enclave called Pang Yang.

Since Wu Jiang is a small town south of Suzhou, its population is small. It produces mostly agriculture and has a small city center where people go to eat, place, and shop. The research park is located on Chang’An road, a few kilometers away from the city center. It has about twelve buildings. Each building consists of around six to eight floors. Each floor would house a company or two. For each company, the administrators would give dorms for the bosses and some of their employees.

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It was a Sunday morning so Lu took me to lunch. He drove the company’s red car and he took me to PangYang, which is only a ten-minute walk from the tech park. Pang Yang is this enclave where many locals live in similar-looking houses. It has a small river running through it. There were many shops and restaurants. We parked and headed inside. The standard eatery there is basically some cook in the back chopping and stir-frying some vegetables and meat. They bring it out to you, and that’s about it. Personally, I thought it was pretty good because the food was local and freshly prepared. I see fruit sellers on corners, displaying their wares. They would lay out all kinds of fruits, with prices attached. At this point in time, I couldn’t understand any words they were saying because they spoke so fast.

Luckily, I had a lot of help. The company had five employees: Clark, Jenny, Yang Kai, Judy, and me. Yang Kai and I became friends fast because we were pretty down to earth guys who enjoyed a good laugh. He’d practice Chinese with me and would explain all the intricacies of the language. He loves American movies and dramas, especially Prison Break. Hence he’ll teach me Chinese, and I’ll teach him English. We’d hang out often, and crack jokes about life. Sometimes, we’ll go to city center and play some pool. Other times, we’ll just have a meal and hang around to see if any debacles unfold. Since he rented a room in PangYang, I’d often join him there for lunch or dinner on the weekends.

At first, I was pretty scared of a lot of the foods there because I was over-cautious about food poisoning. I was too aware that my American stomach simply couldn’t handle a lot of foods from other countries. But Yang Kai told me that a lot of the ingredients were fresh. As long as it’s cooked, then it is fine. One day after work, we were looking for dinner when we saw an old couple standing near an electric bike that had a table cart hitched onto it. They had a make-shift kitchen on that cart, making hand made dumplings from scratch. Now when I say from scratch, it literally means they take wheat flour, mix water with it, and knead the dough. Then they have their vegetable and meat filling ready to go in a tub. They make the dumplings then and there, according to what you order.

I got some vegetarian dumplings with Yang Kai and ate it sitting on some makeshift seats. It was very pleasant as we munched on the dumplings, enjoyed the breeze, and watched the local folks walk by. From that day on, I’d frequently eat there. Sometimes, I would take it home with me and chop up some garlic to go with it. It’s simply delicious and satisfying. The flour of the dumplings is cooked perfectly. It is soft but just firm enough for chewing. It holds its shape well so the filling does not come tumbling out. To me, this is the culmination of China’s simple cooking.

Yang Kai would also tell me that some of the roadside eateries are safe. Watch for fire stoves and wok pots on wagons. You’ll see fresh vegetables laid out next to it. Those places are safe because they showcase their daily, fresh vegetables. You go up to them and just tell them what you want to stir fry. They’ll do so and serve it with a bowl of rice. They would place their oil, spices, and salt all out in the open for you to see. They’d simply stir fry and cook what you point out. That, to me, is simple, clean, and transparent.

Usually, after work, Yang Kai and I would have dinner in Pang Yang. We’d usually sit down at some restaurant and order some local staples. Then take a stroll through Pang Yang to watch all the other people take their evening stroll. From our restaurant, we’d walk down the main road, then turn left. After walking some more, on our left-hand side, is a huge space where the aunties would come out for their evening dance. You’d see a lead dancer on stage that would start the music. Then she’d dance through some routine and all the women below would follow suit. All the aunties would sway and step with the music. You’d see kids running about with their skates, bikes, and toys. Young couples stroll hand in hand. Uncles fan themselves from the warmth, while their wives pick out fruits nearby. Grandmothers run after their grandchildren, and you can see kites flying about in the backdrop.

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I began to reflect on my youth. I remembered the lifestyles of my grandparents. How they would prepare fresh foods for me, and a simple way of life. No TV, no cell phones. Just simple joys and laughter. Of course, when I emigrated to California, I’d remember how both of my parents would work and never be home. They would always argue and was always buying things so they’d feel good about themselves. My mom would come home and eat her dinner in front of the TV, on a wooden coffee table. I sat at the dinner table with my dad and ate a mixture of Chinese and American foods. At that moment, while the first third of my life flashed before my eyes, I slowly began to understand.

In Wujiang, a lot of people still think of the world like it’s 1990. Thus, being an American, people would automatically assume I come from a rich family. Honestly, at the time, I just have a good job, with decent pay. I had nothing else. But people assume a lot once they find out I’m a “Hua Ren”, which means overseas Chinese.

In China, like most other countries, women tend to be traditional. In finding a partner, they look for qualities of substance, which takes a long time to obtain. For example, a good career because that takes at least a good five years to get it started. Only after five years can you start commanding a salary that can support a family. They look for good family background because the guy’s parents will need to contribute to taking care of children, help with the downpayment of a house, and so forth. Good families cannot be built. It is something the guy is born into. Women will also look at the height of the guy. Taller women will give a number such as 180cm, other women will say 175cm (or whatever the average is). The minority of women will say as long as the guy is taller, then it is ok. Finally, the attitude and personality of the guy are intangibles that women can’t ignore. Hence, the pressure is on as men outnumber the women. This creates a society where men tend to be more generous, and in seeking girlfriends and wives, they will treat them extra well.

My first jump into the dating scene was pretty fun. There was a Singles Night at the tech park and all the single men crowded into the mess hall. We dressed nicely and put numbers on our shirts. Lu’s wife was the MC and she directed games and group activities for us. As the night wore on, a guy came over and gave me a note, says it is from a nice girl sitting behind him. I didn’t understand the note because it was written in Chinese but he let me know that she saw me from afar and is interested in getting to know me. Now, up that point, this is one of the most forward action from a Chinese female I have ever received at the time. And I learned that usually in public settings, females in China will always be more reserved. They will only speak to people they know and who are in their social circle. But will never be extroverted enough to make new friends and create contacts. However, the only exception is at events where it is “expected” of people to get to know each other. Like this dating event.

I met the girl after the event and we exchanged information. Her name is Shen Ming. The funny thing was that she looks exactly like my first ex-girlfriend back in California. Same eyes. Same mouth. Same facial features. The difference was that Shen Ming is a bit taller, and bit skinnier. She was a very nice girl, quiet, and teaches grade school in Wujiang. I liked everything about her, except that I couldn’t joke or communicate clearly with her. It was a little bit creepy for me because she would look at me, smile, and not say much. But mostly, I couldn’t get over the fact that she looked like my ex. We ended up being friends.

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There was another girl (Wuting) that I met through interesting circumstances. I had to process my visa at the nearest police station. So I went there and they told me to wait for the officer that is going to process my visa. I heard the toilet flush, and a young girl in an over-sized police uniform comes out of the bathroom, trying to hitch her pants up to her neck. I was expecting a foul odor so I held my breath. As funny as the scene was, I noticed that she was facially very attractive. I then quickly scurried into the waiting room and waited for her to process my application.

We worked on my application and finished it. Then I exchanged contact information with her. I found out that she also lives in the Pang Yang district and that her family opened a chicken burger joint there. As the days went on, I got to know her a bit. I noticed that she has a temper. She would yell at her family members and kick little chair stools when she was angry. She was also very commanding and does not like it when people say no to her. Hence, I can’t stress how important it is to slowly take your time and get to know one person. Time will reveal who that person and you can decide whether you are compatible or not. Don’t let an attractive face in the way of making a decision clearly. Get to know her slowly and it will save you a lifetime of potential pain and suffering.

A few years later, I was proven right. She married a guy who’s family is well off. He was in the army for a few years. They eloped and had a daughter. I met the guy a few times. He’s cool-headed, generous, and seems like a really nice guy. I remember attending their wedding back in 2014. However, after marriage, she told me they were constantly arguing. After about three years of marriage, they divorced. This time around she’s back on the market, albeit with a daughter.

Tong Li

Wujiang is more of a third, maybe a fourth-tier city. It is not as developed but the locals sure know how to live. Most local natives have houses, businesses, and everything set up. They drive modern cars, live in three-story houses, and eat to their heart’s content. Their kids would then be lucky enough not to worry about having to work too hard and can start their own businesses. The working class of Wujiang, however, is made up of poorer folks from the fifth and sixth tier places. They usually come from poorer suburbs and the farms of surrounding provinces. What they earn here is much higher compared to what they can earn back home. Opportunities tend to be more abundant also.

One of the Wujiang natives I know is Shirley. She met Lu’s wife through a yoga class. In return, she was introduced to me. Her parents were farmers, and also has a fishery. Her dad is a sturdy man with tanned skin from too many hours under the sun. Her mother is a petite woman, who prided herself on her cooking skills. They raised Shirley in the farms east of Wujiang. At the time, Shirley has a shop that does wedding catering. She would work weekends and provide wedding venues, activities, and catering to the surrounding areas.

Shirley is very thoughtful and has a very optimistic outlook. She drove a red Toyota and have introduced me to many friends. One of them is Wen Wen. Wen-Wen is also a Wujiang native. She has a daughter who is six years old. At the time, they took very well care of me and we explored Wujiang. Wujiang has some historic towns that they try to preserve. They make it into tourist attractions and quite frankly are fun to visit. You can enjoy local cuisine at on-site restaurants, buy novelty items in little gift shops, and ride on boats that would circulate the town river. One nice day, Shirley and Wen wen took me to Tong Li.

We walked around and admired the old fashioned houses, and stone cobbled road. We saw people selling their wares such as wood caricatures, beautifully embroidered qipaos, and custom paintings. There were places where you rent traditional robes worn by citizens of past dynasties. Then you pose by the river and get your pictures taken. I have seen weddings held there, rich men and their “xiao san” (mistress) strolling around with their little pet puppy, and foreign tourists snapping their cameras at everything. There were also fat chickens running around everywhere. When you sit down at restaurants, you can literally tell the boss to which little chicken you like and they’ll cook it into the style you like. Fresh, and on the spot. While we ate, folklore singers would come by and ask if we’d like a song for a tip.

Zhou Zhuang

On another beautiful day, I went to Zhou Zhuang with Shirley, Wen wen and her daughter. It was a fun trip as Zhou Zhuang is very much like Tong Li, but with a different landscape. I took much better photos with my Canon digital. We sat in one of these boats and the boat guide explained the history of the place. He sang a few folklore songs and we admired the architecture of all the stone houses. We then walked around and saw tourist groups. The tour header wore a small flag and directed the group around. In my opinion, Zhou Zhuang is a cleaner, better version of Tong Li. There’s more of a crowd walking about, and the place was a labyrinth of interesting little shops, eateries, and tradition. One pleasant surprise I had about Wujiang is that its local dialect is very similar to Shanghainese. Wujiang locals can understand my Shanghainese, and I can understand them. Whenever I was invited to someone’s home for dinner, I could easily eavesdrop on their family matters. That made my visits even more interesting.

I enjoyed Wujiang from 5/2013 to 12/2014. It has treated me well, and I had a healthy dose of the positives and the negatives. I ate different foods, mingled with the locals, spent time with the hard-working outsiders, and visited scenic spots. I bought clothes and visited the city center. I took buses to Suzhou, Shanghai, Shaoxing, and many other nearby provinces. I played basketball with the local guys and shopped at various groceries. I experienced the undaunting heat of the summer and the rainy sleet of winter. It has tweaked my western perspectives and edited my assumptions. I also learned more about saving capabilities and how to organize my finances. I learned about Wechat and what I want in a wife. All in all, it has trained me to be more humble and tactful. It was what I needed as I continued my life in China. It was something I will always be grateful for.

Thailand, Krabi 7/2017

I loved my trip to Railay Beach, Thailand so much, that I wanted to return and explore some more. This time, I wanted to see what Thailand was like during the summer. In particular, I wanted to visit the beach town of Ao Nang, and the province of Krabi. The itinerary to Ao Nang is the same as going to Railay Beach. Except at the end, just let the boat captain know that you’re going to Ao Nang, instead of Railay.

Ao Nang is a quiet, beautiful beach down. The sidewalk is literally on the beach. And you can watch waves come crashing in as you take a stroll. On the other side of the street, there are shops, restaurants, hotels, and such. I reserved a few days at Holiday Inn Resort using Booking. The hotel was clean, modern, and comfortable. I checked into my room, threw my stuff onto the bed, and headed out.

The first thing I noticed is the sound of the ocean. It was so crisp and clear, like stepping on fallen leaves in the early mornings of an autumn day. Looking out into the distance, the view was spectacular. There were blue skies, white puffy clouds, and glaring sun rays. It was summer season, so the temperature was naturally pretty warm. I quickly donned on my sun glasses, and rubbed some Nivea sunscreen on myself.

I walked down the street and withdrew some Baht from the ATM. It would take RMB from my China bank account, convert it to Baht, and charge me a small interest. It was a much better alternative than using a cash conversion service, which charges you a much higher interest.

I strolled around and came upon a small plaza with many eateries. I ordered some traditional Pad Thai, Tom Yum Goon, and steamed rice. I sat on a wooden bench and quietly ate my lunch. As I ate, I people watched. Many different tourists walked about. They were wearing their bright vacation clothes, carrying their colorful cocktails, and even more colorful curries.

The foreigners consist of Koreans, Chinese, and some Europeans. It was a national holiday in Thailand, so there were also many Thais from the city. They camped out near the beaches with mats and blankets. They’d order barbecue corn, chicken, and other Thai cuisine from across the street.

After I finished my lunch of Pad Thai and some shrimp soup, I wanted to head back to my room for a nice nap. But not without a dessert! I saw a lady standing in a booth, pouring liquid onto a cold steel surface. The liquid slowly started to freeze. She took a metallic scooper and slowly started to scoop and toss the liquid. The liquid then gelled together into a coagulated mixture, looking very much like ice cream. In other words, she’s doing the opposite of cooking with fire. She’s using frigid temperature, steel and marble surfaces to freeze liquid into ice cream.

I ordered green tea with strawberries. I ate it while sitting on the beach, and watched people frolic in the water while the waves came crashing upon them. It’s one of those luxuries that everyone should enjoy once a while. I tossed my finished cup into the closest trash bin and sauntered back to my room. My lunch food coma is hitting me hard. I felt like a drunk stumbling around in an alley trying to find his way back. I made it to my hotel, and at that moment, those stairs look awfully tiring. Felt like I had to scale a mountain in order to get back to my room. And scaled it I did. All of two floors, and twenty steps. I closed the curtains, plopped down on my bed, and fell into a deep slumber.

When I woke up, it was around four, so I took a stroll down the beach walk where my hotel was located. I quickly made my way onto the main beach road where Ao Nang is known for its many shops, restaurants, shows, and tourist attractions, including a statue of a bluefin fish. I walked all the way down the street past Center Point, close to the longtail boats where they’d haul people off to other locations such as Railay. I then continued walking and planned to buy some bread, cheese, and meat in order make some sandwiches for my island trips tomorrow. The store was quite expensive, and catered to tourists, with tourist prices.

After getting what I needed, I stopped off at an TripAdvisor approved India restaurant to have dinner. The curry was delicious, and the naan fresh. I then took the rest of the evening to stroll around the shops, check out the bars near Center Point, and watch tourists walk around. I can honestly say being in Thailand during the summer during the month of June is not as nice as in the winter season, such as December, January, or February. I now know why those months are called tourist season. There is a wonderful balance of cooling temperature and drier environment during the winter in Thailand. Even though Thailand is naturally a pretty humid and hot place, the winter season makes the temperature just right for vacationing.

Going places on Longtail Boats

So I ordered the same four island package that I did from my first trip. This time, I got a deal with one of the locals.

There are pros to coming during the summer season: no tourists. The place was beautifully quiet. The first time I came here, there were too many tourists walking about, driving about, and motoring their boats about. This time, there was a lot less commotion. I felt like I was the only one around. It felt much more personal than the first time.

The captain dropped me off at a pier and I walked to the beach. I saw people laying about and sunbathing. I took my snorkeling gear, and waddled into the water. The water was weirdly warm. It looked light green. I dived under water and started looking for fishes. Even though I saw fishes, the water visibility was not as good as what I remembered. For some reason, the summer heat has warmed the water, and you don’t get the clear visibility as you do during the winter season. I started snorkeling, and saw fishes dart in and out of the murky green water.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I seem to have caught sight of a jellyfish or two. Then, as if on cue, I started to feel prickly sensations on my arms and legs. Soon these prickly sensations started happening on my back and stomach as well. It was so uncomfortable that I had to stand up and get out of the water. I tried again, and put the breathing apparatus mouth piece into my mouth, the inside of my mouth started to have these prickly feelings also.

Some pricks were actually painful enough for me to stand up again and run back onto land. It left tingling sensations as if I was stung by a small bug. Later that night, I started browsing the web on this issue. Apparently, it’s small invisible jellyfish that stings you. Others have mentioned that its “sea lice”. However, the symptoms of sea lice is that you start to feel the sting much later, most notably after you have showered. The stings I have experienced happened right away and in water.

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After a while, I decided to head on down to the next snorkeling spot. The captain taxied me to another island, I think it was Chicken Island. We soon came upon a wall of mountain rocks and floated into an opening. We made a turn and soon found ourselves in a quiet lagoon. The captain abruptly turns off the boat engine, and it calmly floated into the middle of the lagoon. He signaled our arrival, and for me to jump in. I climbed down the stool steps that’s hinged on the side of the boat and plopped myself into the water. It was the same light green hue, but I didn’t feel any stinging this time around. I swam around and marveled at the beauty of the place. We were walled in by the island’s high mountain rocks. All you have to do is to look up while you’re in the water. And you’ll see that the mountain walls extend to the skies, giving you tunnel vision to the stars. This illusion is majestic, and you feel like heaven is only an arm’s reach away.

I backstroked around for a while, gazing up at the skies, and enjoying the quietness of the place. Soon, I heard another boat drift in, carrying some vacationing Thais. They jumped into the water and enjoyed the same serenity. I then swam around a bit and snorkeled. There weren’t many fishes in this lagoon, so I climbed back onto the boat. We then zipped to the other islands and it was basically the same activities of hanging out at beaches, and eating my sandwiches when I got hungry.

The sandwiches I made were delicious. It was bread, cheese, ham, and some turkey meat, with a light hint of mustard. I also brought bananas and coconut water. It was very filling for such a daily trip. Finally, after a day of swimming, snorkeling, and island hopping, I decided to head back to land. I said good bye to the captain of the longtail boat and walked my way back to my hotel. The longtail boat pier and my hotel was literally a kilometer apart. The night have started to creep in so I dragged myself back to my room, showered, and changed. I was hungry and wanted some local Thai food.

I asked around and was suggested that I go hit up Ton Ma Yom restaurant. I took a taxi there and ordered. Oh boy, it was simply delicious. Everything was authentic, freshly made, and the atmosphere was very family oriented. After I ate, I ordered my patented dessert of Mango and Sticky Rice. I wolfed it down and left the restaurant happy. I sauntered down the main road and strolled. The breeze was nice, the traffic busy, and people were milling around. I see convenient stores all over the place. I see a McDonalds, and some other chain markets. I also see many street stands selling their wares. Even though the walk from the restaurant back to my hotel took over an hour, the attractions and busy-ness of the place made it go faster. When I got to my room, I showered, and turned in early.

Tiger Cave Temple

The Tiger Cave Temple is a sacred place where many Krabi locals go to pray, donate, and seek guidance. At the base of the mountain, there are many sanctuaries and temples for the locals to do their prayers. These prayer hubs surround a huge mountain. At the top of the mountain, there are buddha statues, carvings, and other relics. It’s about 1280 steps to the very top, where a breathtaking panoramic view awaits the successful. That morning around 10am, I arrived by taxi. The weather was warm and humid. The skies were blue with white clouds. I was anxious to get to the top for a better view of Krabi.

I did a quick calculation in my head from my past climbing experiences. I knew that climbing up Nanshan Mountain (Shekou, Shenzhen) was only about 800 steps, and I did it in under 15 minutes. However, those steps were smaller, and only the first 600 steps were actually staircase steps. The rest had straight paths mixed in. In contrast, Tiger Cave Temple mountain have big tall steps that was much more difficult. From what I read online, it was 100% steps and staircases. No straight path whatsoever. Thus, I bought a bottle of ice water, and a wet cooling towel that I draped across my neck and shoulders. These towels are really cool (literally) in that they are drenched in minted cold water. When you open the package, you simply drape the towel on you and it retains the cooling moisture for a long time. That way, it feels like having an ice pack on you. It also smells fresh and minty!

I held my umbrella with one hand, and a water bottle in the other. A nice mint scented towel was draped across my neck, and I started my climb. Since climbing mountains was a weekend routine for me, I really didn’t feel any difficulty going up. I really enjoyed the atmosphere of it all. As I climbed higher and higher, the panoramic view of Krabi’s farmlands slowly edged downwards. The skies hovered lower and lower.

When I got about 500 steps, I saw the local monkeys come out. They were pretty used to seeing human climbers, and would try to snatch things from you. Thus, if you’re carrying anything, make sure you hold on to it. The monkeys come out in swarms, looking to see if they can loot anything delicious from you. Do not give them anything to eat or drink. If you do, you’ll have latched on their attention, and the whole swarm will bother you to no end. Hence, keep valuables in your bag, keep climbing, and mind your own business.

As you climb higher and higher, the steps become taller and taller. Near the end, some of the steps are 0.3 meters tall! Hence, take heed to lean forward as you step up. Try to hold on to the railings or even the step above you so that you don’t fall backwards. One fall, and you’ll be tumbling down a pretty steep stairway.

When you reach the top, there’s a place for you to put your shoes because it is a sacred place of worship. I removed my shoes and walked along the side of the temple. I can see Thailand’s lush greenery stretch hundreds of kilometers away. The baby blue skies and floating white cotton clouds created a beautiful backdrop to the century old scared temple. There were golden buddha statues everywhere. Each with a different pose, with a different meaning. If feels like each pose tells a story, teaches a lesson, and can benefit us if we can only understand its meaning.

I walked around and saw small prayer rooms. At the very top, and in the very middle of the temple is a humungous golden statue of the Buddha sitting upright, in prayer, facing the sun. It sat there, with one palm collapsed on the other, facing up and outwards. I stared at its calm face, in meditation, and wondered what the buddha was thinking about. Its golden hue created a beautiful contrast with the blue background skies. It glistens bright and clear, like a needle in a haystack.

It was very peaceful and silent at the top. You start to wonder how the monks got all the building materials up this mountain built it. If I were to guess, they got a few hundred monks, had them stand a few steps away from each other on the staircase, and handed the materials off to each other. That way, the materials get carried up faster. Then, they’d have the builders carve, mold, and chip their way to success. You can tell there was a lot of teamwork, artistic talent, and hopefulness while creating this sacred temple. The monks literally took the cream of the land’s crop, floated it up this mountain, and created one of the best in what Krabi and its culture has to offer.

I took a million pictures of the place. After I was done, I started my trek back down the steep mountain. Going back down, in my opinion, was much more difficult than going up. You have to carefully lower yourself down the steep steps and make sure you hold on to the railing. Else, there was a high chance you may just lose your footing and tumble fifty steps down. You’ll get hit by the sharp cement of the steps and it won’t be a good experience. Thus, I had to do things slow and crafty while climbing back down. I finally made it to the bottom, and drank some cold water. I don’t recommend any drinks or snacks with sugar as it can dehydrate you. Completing such a strenuous exercise on such a hot, humid day requires you to only consume the best: cool water.

After resting for a bit, I hopped back into my taxi. I was starving and requested my taxi driver take me somewhere local and authentic. Thus, the driver revved up his engine, and we started our journey to some of the best local Krabi spots…

The Local Food

Recollection fails me as I try to remember what the places was called and where it was located at it. But oh well, more reason for me to return for a vacation. However, I can tell you that the locals eat a lot of meat. The first place we went to was located on the side of a busy boulevard. I ordered some pig soup, chicken basil rice, and the driver had pork rice. The pork meat was made from its hind feet. The chicken was grounded, and served with fresh basil. Everything was tender, delicious, and homemade. I have also gotten used to having a nice glass of Thai Iced Tea along with my meals. Their tea isn’t as caffeinated, but its very sweet because they use condensed milk.

After I had my lunch, the driver took me to another place where they sell Krabi’s best Pad Thai. It came in a paper container, and was a bit sweet. The place was basically a small shack of a kitchen. The cook looked like your standard guy next door. We ordered our Pad Thai through the window of our car. I ate it and thought it was very good. Finally, I was dropped off at my hotel and I took a two hour nap.

Way Home

The next few days were a blur because what I did wasn’t all that fun in my opinion. I went on a mini kayak trip down a stupid river. I was proposed by some massage girls, and it rained a day or two. I quietly ate my meals at places near my hotel. Then, just as fast as I arrived, it was time for me to leave. The day was gray and it started raining. I waited for the ferry to arrive. When I got on, it felt like I was on a fisherman’s ship somewhere keep in the Atlantic Ocean. We were being tossed about in a pretty aggressive fashion by some pretty pissed off waves. I took a hint, and slowly removed the life jacket off the back of my seat. I eased the jacket onto myself and made sure it was a snug fit. I then quietly fastened its safety harness and hinges. Just in case a 50 foot wave knock us over and all hell breaks loose, I can at least make my way out of the boat and float to the surface.

I couldn’t really stand to experience the awkwardness of the boat within its cabin, so I exited and stood near the cabin entrance. I saw the waves come one by one, oscillating our 50 man boat up and down. It felt like we were constantly on the verge of being flipped over. There were a few others that stood outside with me. I listened to an Indian and an American guy discussing motorcycles and the dangers of riding them. This weird combination of sitting in a little boat that’s being tossed around in the ocean, ominous gray skies, pouring rain, and listening to two guys talk about motorcycle accidents is strangely apocalyptic. After two tortuous hours, I saw land and felt the boat slow its motors. The storm have died down a bit and our boat slowly eased onto the pier. When we got off, they taxied us to our hotels.

The next day, as I waited for my flight at Phuket International Airport, I felt I had a more fair, balanced evaluation of vacationing at Thailand. There were ups and downs, and I didn’t see Thailand through rose colored glasses. For my next trip, I plan on visiting other vacation spots such as Bangkok, Chiang Mai, and Koh Samui.