Monday, August 11, 2008
Chiang Mai-Chico-Washington-Chico, 3.5 weeks!!!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Farewell to Thailand!
I'm about to catch a taxi to the airport! In about 5 hours, I'll be on a plane heading for...Taiwan! And then on another plane heading for...Hong Kong! And then finally I will board a plane heading for California! Last night I started to come down with some sort of head cold, which is not feeling very great right now. It is making me even less excited about traveling for 20 hours to get home. Hopefully I can just sleep on the plane!
I would upload some pictures from my last days here, but this computer is unbelievably slow, like usual. I hope you all are well, and I will be seeing most of you very soon!
To any Thai or Japanese :) friends who read this, thank you so much everything!!!!!!!! I will miss you so much and I hope to see you again soon! You are all welcome in my home in Chico, or wherever life takes me.
Much love,
Katie
Monday, July 14, 2008
Chiang Mai
Since then we've been hanging around, drinking coffee, talking to Dr. Sakda, etc. Soon we are going to go play badminton, which I'm very excited about. They are serious about it here. When I arrived last week, I went and watched them play but wasn't wearing good clothes to participate, but today I am prepared!
Tomorrow, I fly back to Bangkok in the morning and then the next day it is back to California!!! I am very excited and sad all at the same time. I have greatly enjoyed my time traveling, especially Chiang Mai! I will miss the new friends I have made, but am also very happy to have had this experience!
And now I am going to go play badminton, see you so soon!!!
Much love,
Katie
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Dalat, Vietnam
It has been a long 48 hours. Yesterday at 6 pm we boarded a bus in Hoi An bound for Nha Trang, where we would transfer to another bus to Dalat. We'd have loved to see Nha Trang but we are really running out of time! We have to be in Saigon on the 9th for our flight (still not sure why we booked our tickets so early, but its a good lesson). 12 hours later we reached Dalat. Throughout the night, we were treated with excessive honking, loud conversations among the drivers, the air conditioning being turned off for a while, and a nice stop around 1 am to fix....something. I awoke to loud noises like an air pump or generator and pounding and grinding. I looked outside to see an autoshop and guys down below doing something to our bus. Still not sure what happened, but this Australian guy stepped out after about 20 minutes of this and tried to find out what was happening and get them to turn on the air conditioning at least since this bus's windows could not be opened and we were all dripping sweat by then. A couple minutes later, everyone was back on the bus and we were moving. I am so often confused here, but I am mostly used to not really knowing what is going on. It also seemed that we took a few detours down very bumpy dirt roads. I'm not sure whether that was the road or the driver's short cut.
We arrived in Nha Trang at about 6:30 am and the bus dropped those people staying in Nha Trang at a hostel, along with Kylie and I's bags. As we pulled away, we saw them and Kylie ran up to tell the driver, frantically motioning and telling him to stop. He does not stop and says it will be okay and pulls off around the corner. We continue trying to get an explanation or get him to go back, when we arrive at the traveler bus station. We all get off and of course our bags aren't there to be unloaded. SO they give us directions on how to walk back to the hostel and get our bags. Kindly, they call the hostel to tell them to hold on to them for us. After our amazing nights sleep, this is awesome. So we go get our bags and leave them with other luggage at the bus area and asked 2 girls at the desk if we had time to go grab some coffee and baguettes before our bus to Dalat came. They said yes, just be back by 7:30 and you'll be fine. So we went and came back at about 7:25 and sat down with the group of people who were also waiting. About an hour goes by, and a few other people are asking when the bus will finally arrive, so it seems like we've all got the same idea. So the bus finally arrives at 8:50 and we go to get on and they look at our ticket and tell us this is the bus to Saigon and we missed our bus. We are VERY frustrated by this and are sent to the booking desk where they proceed to tell us how we should have checked in with them and we should have been on our bus and that now we have to wait for the next bus tomorrow night. We tried to explain what had happened, but they were not wanting to deal with us, so we got directions to the bus station and caught a couple motorbike taxis there, where we were promptly loaded onto a van which already had about 20 people on it. Then, they crammed some more people in. It was a large van, like the kind schools have for sports teams or field trips, but they squeezed about 30 people in and there was no air-conditioning. We departed on 5 hour trip and met Tom, who speaks English. We had a nice time talking with him as he asked us all sorts of questions about california, such as how much bigger the buses are and the roads are in california. He did not believe that they were about the same size. He was also surprised that California has mountains. We met another woman on the bus who is Vietnamese but lives in Florida and was visiting friends and family. The trip got better as we gained elevation and the weather cooled off. We stopped for lunch at a little restaurant where Tom bought some kind of fruit and shared it with us, we ate some pho bo, or vietnamese beef noodle soup, and chatted with some people. Soon after lunch, we drove past another restaurant where all the tour busses were stopped for lunch, and I thought to myself that this van ride was my favorite experience in Vietnam so far, and also one of our only experience off the Vietnam tour track. We had really gotten lazy about going the easy route and had really not been enjoying ourselves. So actually, missing our bus to Dalat had been a blessing in disguise.
As we climbed through the mountains to Dalat, speeding around corners, everyone laughing and pointing out the best views to us, I was reminded of why I love traveling. Its not about seeing the monuments and taking beautiful pictures, its about meeting real people and making real connections. You need to get away from the guesthouses and standard tours to do that.
Tonight we checked out the central Market in Dalat and were thrilled and surprised to find strawberries, artichokes, broccoli, cauliflower and persimmons. We had not seen any of these in markets in this part of the world yet, but the wonderful cool climate up here allows it. Walking around, it feels a little like San Francisco. Its a very hilly little city, with bright colored vertical buildings squeezed together and cool overcast weather.
Tomorrow morning, we will go exploring the area around Dalat with "Easy Riders". They are guides who will take you on a personalized tour on motorbike. They have a great reputation for being very knowledgeable and taking you places not a lot of people go. I am very much hoping that it is great and not like the tours I have grown to dread. We met a couple students from Dalat University tonight who work with a program through the Foreign Languages departments to do similar local motorbike travel or tours. We talked to them for a while and they said they do drives from Dalat to Saigon, with an overnight in Bai Loc. We had been planning on taking a bus, but I am much more interested in the motorbike at this point. I think it would be a much greater adventure and I could experience Vietnam in a way I will totally miss with bus travel. My only concerns are of course, safety, rain, and carrying all my baggage. Right now we're planning on seeing how the motorbike trip goes to tomorrow and then we will contact the students if we are interested in going to Saigon with them, and we will discuss the details.
Alright, I am off to bed! I hope you are enjoying all these long posts! We have been taking some early nights in, so we can get up early, which means I have some time to update.
Only 10 more nights in southeast Asia, and then Chico!!!
Much love,
Katie
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Hue, Vietnam
Something interesting here is that you can use American dollars everywhere. Many prices will be quoted in dollars and then they convert into dong since thats all we are carrying. People sometimes give us weird looks when we say we don't have any dollars. Next time I come to Vietnam, I'll remember this...
Here are a few pictures from our last night in Savannakhet with our friend Yah and his friend Mr. Lee. Yah calls everyone Mr. and Ms. I think it is translated from how you address people in Laos. We are Ms. Katie and Ms. Kiley. We went to their favorite restaurant and they ordered us eel. It was all chopped up and in a stir fry that tasted similar to a lot of Thai dishes. Eel is good, but it had the vertebrae and little bones in it which was kind of weird. The next morning, we were off on our bus to Hue, and lastly, there is a picture of the border crossing into Vietnam, where it seemed like every single official needed to check out our passports and then spend a few minutes looking at every stamp and detail. It really seemed more like it was for personal interest than any sort of security reason.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Savannakhet
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Famous in Ubon
A valuable lesson we are learning is that planning planning planning is key! Before I do another trip like this I will definately spend more time planning a more exact route rather than one so general. Also, we will definately research visa's better! If our time frame was much longer, we would be doing great, but because it is short, we are losing a lot of valuable time in trying to arrange plans and visa's. However, I keep reminding myself that I am still in Thailand and it is still wonderful to be here. Everything we do is a challenge and never works out quite right, but that is the adventure of it. So long as we remain optimistic, positive, and keep our hearts cool (as Thai's encourage) we will be just fine, or better!
So you may be wondering who is famous in Ubon, and that would be me. On the day we were to leave, Friday, we headed off on a #8 saungthaw that would take us to Ba Na Muang Wat according to the city map I had. It was quite full and everyone was asking us where we were going. After about 10 minutes of the Thai's talking back and forth and us saying "Mai kau jai" (I don't understand) a lot, it was determined that we were heading in the wrong direction! They had us stay on until we passed a #8 going in the other direction, they shouted for him to stop and we jumped off and ran after our new #8 and boarded. In moments I felt I was missing something and after some frantic searching, realized that my wallet was no longer with me. We pushed the buzzer, jumped off and headed swiftly back in the direction we'd come from. I assumed I had dropped it or it fell out of an upzipped pocket in the saungthaw switch. We walked very far up the road and my wallet was not to bed found. I sat down on a corner and did a thorough check through all of my bags and pockets and then was overwhelmed by the planned trip ahead of us and the prospect of having no money, no way to get money, not even knowing our plan yet, and of course the general stress of negotiating your way through a foreign country where you do not speak the language but "nidnoy" (a little). I started to cry there on that corner and within moments local people were gathering, asking where I was going, "Where you go?" and I attempted to explain that the problem was not that I was lost but that I had lost my wallet. They understood the word "money" and with some skilled acting, I was able to convey the message. Suddenly several people were scanning the street for my wallet, or at least some money, depending on whether they understood me. One man spoke better english and got the whole story from me and brought me over to a food stand where they gave Kiley and I free roasted bananas while he called the Tourist Police. Thai people do not like to see someone in distress. They do not show these strong negative emotions. If you happen to get into a situation where you show them, you'll hear "Ja yen yen" a lot, which directly translates to "cool cool heart". You want a cold slow heart, not a hot fast heart.
Soon, the Tourist Police arrived, who are my new personal heroes. Two middle aged men stepped out in their tight fitting uniforms, of course, its the norm here for police men. They gathered us up in their air conditioned car after speaking to the nice man who had helped us, and off we went. Kiley and I weren't really sure where we were going, but it seemed like they knew what they were doing. It turns out, we were chasing our saungthaw. Apparently there are MANY #8s though, and we had no idea what one we were on. We began following the route, with the tourist police stopping every #8 to ask them....questions?? I really have no idea how they deduced which saungthaw we had been on, but maybe the fact that we were about the only 2 "farang" in the city of Ubon at the time helped. After about 30 minutes of driving around, they had determined that we were in Saungthaw #32. We drove to what seemed to be a rest stop for all the drivers and they had us get out and wait. They made a call to #32, and what luck! The woman who had been collecting money had found my wallet and was holding it for me. Now we just needed to wait for them and check to see if everything was still inside. This was important, as I had just made a withdrawal at the ATM and had almost 5000 Baht inside. While waiting, our 2 policemen began asking for emails and addresses, saying they wished they could come to California, and if they were able to, they would like to visit us. They had Kiley get out her camera and kept urging her to take more pictures of the scene. We were a little confused. So we took pictures and exchanged emails and they told us their names and that they could get us a room at a guesthouse if we wanted to stay in Ubon. They kept asking if we liked the city and when we were coming back. Finally, #8-32 arrived, and I laid eyes on my wallet again!!! Upon inspection, everything was as it should be and a rush of relief washed over me. But now it was time for photos! Everyone present was ushered over in front of #8-32, with me and the couple running the saugnthaw in front. We took several pictures of them handing my wallet to me and then I was requested to give them an "award" for their kindness. I only had 2 20B and then a 500 and 1000, so I just gave them 40 Baht, though I wish I could have given more, so I had been sure I would never see my wallet again. The policemen then said we had to go and we were back in the car heading.....? It turns out we were headed to the Tourist Police Station, where we found a newsman waiting to interview me for the news. We met the head of the station who shook our hands and thanked us a lot... for losing my wallet? It was all very surreal. Then the news man recorded our names and got copies of all the pictures from Kiley's camera, as did the policemen. Then they took pictures of us with the head of the station and the two policemen. Then one of the policemen asked me some questions on camera such as whether I like Ubon and would tell all my friends in California to come to visit. I of course said Ubon was wonderful and yes, I would tell everyone to come. Then they offered to get us a room to stay another night in Ubon, but we told them that unfortunately we really needed to catch the bus to Khon Kaen, so we were back in the car racing to the bus station. We pulled right up next to the bus we needed and felt very important all of a sudden as the bus station workers rushed us to the ticket booth and took care of everything and then rushed us onto the bus with first row seats, there was a lot of hand shaking, which is very very strange for thailand, and then we were off on the bus.
It was probably the strangest experience I've had in Thailand, but it is very nice to know that the tourist police can be so amazingly helpful. So if you're ever in Thailand, do not hesitate to call 1155 and you will have them at your service.
Now I need to do more research to find out where we are headed! I will post some pictures of us with the police as soon as we're at a computer that can do that.
Miss you all! Much love,
Katie
Monday, June 23, 2008
Ko Samet
Tomorrow morning, we'll be leaving early to go back to Bangkok and hop on our overnight train to Laos. We got a sleeper car, so we should get some rest on the way, which is great. If I can update from Laos, I will, but no promises.
I hope you are all doing well, I miss you!
Cheers,
Katie
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Last days in Chiang Mai and trip to Mae Sai and Myanmar
Art, M and I at the Khantoke dinner at the Old Chiang Mai Cultural Center dinner show. They are wearing their CMU Graduate students Lanna shirts. Nalat!
Art, riding behind Ayk. Everyone here has a motorcycle!!! M and I
Clark and Mo (M and Art's friend)
The Mekong River. Over on the left is the Guesthouse where we stayed. Entering Myanmar!
At the market in Myanmar. Boy selling parrots at market in Myanmar.
Burmese monks. Art and i
chicken feet, mae sai...
where we stayed in mae sai (northernmost town in thailand). Wat Umong Temple in Chiang Mai.
Its monsoon season :)
ryan's bike that i can lift with one finger. he's very proud of it.
M and I. Delicious thai fruits.
delicious bugs? mai aloi.
Moe and I, on way back from homestay in front of a "Hot Sping"
The wall around the old city.
The loved Thai king.