Special Massage

I saw more blind people on the street during our time in Chiang Mai then I've ever seen before. Mostly in troupes of two or three, busking for change with varying degrees of skill. I feel a little weird about giving money to people on the street, and we'd heard good things about massage by the blind. It can be a viable career for someone who' visually impaired for obvious reason, and in Thailand they are renowned for giving extra-sensitive, skillful massage - in a country where competition's pretty damn stiff in that regard. So off we went to the Chiang Mai "Massage by the Blind" Centre, hoping to inject a little tourist cash where it seemed sorely needed.

Note to Travellers: Just because the person giving you a massage is blind, doesn't mean they are, actually, trained in massage. Despite the fact that they may be in attendance at the Chiang Mai Massage By the Blind Centre. Despite the fact that they are a mature and seemingly experienced woman.

And just because the massage is done in a grotty old faux-leather armchair, with a bit of ancient, dried up Nivea cream to smooth things over, doesn't mean that the elderly lady wont fleece you out of 100 Baht. Despite the fact that she cackles and gossips in Thai throughout the experience. Despite the fact she yanks on you toes repeatedly, and with obviously glee, but no discernible therapeutic motivation.

It was a bizarre experience as it dawned on me that this was certainly not a massage, but a hilarious joke for this crazy old lady, having a lot of fun at my expense. Hope she spent the money on some new massage oil.

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Our first local..

This is Nat. We met him on the boat from Ko Phi Phi to Phuket. He is one totally cool dude. When he offered to spend a bit of time with us to "make a tour" when we got to Bangkok, we had no idea what kind of day we had ahead.

We met at Chatuchuk Market Train Station (well, we did eventually: there are 2 train lines and 3 stations servicing these enormous markets... made for a fun morning of public transport joy)

We had assumed that since Chatuchuk was the meeting place, the day's activity was to be some hardcore shopping and I had a list of requests from home, which none of you will receive because we didn't go to the markets. Instead, we jumped in Nat's car and headed out of Bangkok, checked out the sites of Ayuthaya and Loburi, went to Nat's home town, met his totally gorgeous mum, had secret squirrel local Pad Thai, a delicious Vietnamese dinner, and one hell of a "tour".

Some interesting facts we discovered about Nat:

While we traipse around Asia, Nat has already clocked up the North Pole. It took us a couple of attempts to get this straight - but when we saw the framed photos and special "it's-fucking-freezing-at-the-north-pole" suit, the penny dropped.

Nat is the very handsome guy bottom right here:

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When Singha's not sending him to the freezing north, Nat generally passes his time at training camp - necessary when you play second base and sometimes-pitcher for Thailand's National Baseball Team.

Of course, even national level sportspeople often have to work a second job, as Nat does. He has his own TV show.

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It's a general sports kinda thing, and you can watch it at 12.15 every afternoon on Thai TV channel 7.

So he's leading quite an interesting life - while still being a very down-to-earth, cheerful, open, funny, typical Thai. The ancient Wats of Ayuthaya (Siamese capital for a number of centuries up until 1767), were striking in their monumental, ancient pride and and cheeky monkeys of Loburi a dose of typical Thai fun and games (where you get to giggle at other's misfortune, more than anything else...). But Nat and his mum really touched us with their easy friendship and generosity.

Thanks Nat!

Fortune telling...

Deceptively cute monkeys

Show their true colours...

The only safe way to get close to a Loburi Monkey...

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Island Hopping

From Hat Yai, we travelled to the island of Ko Lanta, then Phi-Phi and Phuket, merely for purposes of a proper compare-and-contrast to Coral Bay, or course - not for our own enjoyment...

The islands of Thailand are undeniably beautiful, but the rampent commericalism that accopanies all but the most remote (and we don't have camping/cooking gear), stopped me from really relaxing. It's not that the tuk-tuks, hair braiders, paragliders, jet-skis, and go-go bars felt like they shouldn't have been there, but more that I was missing the point. Why would I just want to lie on the beach?? Crazy talk. Got to spend some money!

Wandering down to a resort-dominated Phuket beach, lined with beach umbrellas, we assumed they existed for the comfort of guests at the resort - and so we plonked down. Materialising out of nowhere was the propritor of this gold mine business - 100 baht for an umbrella.

"Oh, sorry, we thought they were free..."

"Ha! No free! No free Thailand!"

"Ok, we'll just sit on the sand, thank you"

"Sand, that no good for you!" Was the reply.

Now, 100 baht is about $4 AUD. It's nothing and we could certainly afford it. But why not just sit on the sand?

Dinner

Riding off into the sunset (Free due to the fact I was able to actually get the pony onto the beach. I know I lok like enormous giant woman on poor little pony, but the bugger was strong!)

Empty beach on Phuket...