Still Feb 25
Also side note about site: I just told my family and I forgot to mention that when I told them they kept saying things like it would be cold there and there will be mountains(which is won't and there won't be) so I was all confused because I was pretty sure I was on the beach and southern but I just looked and them kinda confused thinking well maybe I got it wrong. Maybe when my ahjaan told me where to stand on the giant map they made on the floor they got it wrong. OR maybe when they handed me a folder that included all of the names of the people I will be working with and a map with my picture on it in eastern thailand, maybe I got it wrong. Anyway after a good couple minutes of doubting myself I said I'm pretty sure its not cold, I'm pretty sure its warm and near the beach. And they say, oh of course you are going to Trat not Tat(or some other thing that sounds like Trat but without an R). So then I had to go through a good couple minutes of my family practicing how to say R's with me, which is mostly hilarious because my dad was sitting there laughing at me and coaching me but for this entire time he's been calling me losie. So yeah, it is what it is.
Feb 27
Today is once again HOT AS BALLS!!!! Thats pretty much all I can think about right now. I'm sitting in front of my fan with prickly heat all over me just sitting here waiting for it to get cool enough to toss and turn all night. Also Snake Brand Prickly Heat is pretty much the best thing ever. I'm pretty sure I must have mentioned this before but srsly its like my new (or old, or whatever) god. I don't go anywhere without it and whenever I get off my bike I basically just sprinkle about a 1/3 of a cup down my shirt and it feels like my skin is being frozen off. Its amazing. And yeah, I know there are a bunch of you saying it probably has something in it the gives me cancer or something and ya know what, you are probably right. I have actually developed a rash once or twice from it but I have neglected to tell the doctor (that I am required to have on speed dial) because I don't want him to tell me that it's bad for me. Mostly because its not like I'd stop using it but then I would knowingly be using something that is bad for my health and peace corps might get mad at me.
Also today we were in class and we were asked how many weeks we had left of PST and we all said all sorts of different answers but it turns out it 2 weeks. In 2 weeks I'm gonna be living in Trat and getting to know the community that I will be in for the next two years. I can't really believe that this is happening. Also its 37 degrees (100 F) right now at 8:30 pm in Si Prachan and its 3 degrees(37 F) in portland at 5:30.
Feb 28
I realized today that I spend more a taco bell getting a meal than I do in thailand getting a meal. Thats disgusting.
I also realized while writing that that I really need to clean my computer screen because on any give night I kill about 20 bugs by pushing them against my screen just hard enough to kill them but not enough to get enough of their guts on the screen so there's a mark. So basically I have a great film of undetectable insect guts on my computer screen. and all over my hands for that matter. and I wonder why my face breaks out.
Anyway. another fun story about eating for you. So today was fine but nothing too exciting happened so I'm going with this instead. About a week or so ago I got a text from my friend Andy and it said, "chicken intestines for dinner - aroi maak maak". I was super intrigued the next day because I want to try everything(which made me think of the Pink egg story and hopefully I will remember to tell it) so anyway I'm asking him about it the next day and he says its cylindrical and cut into about 1.5-2 in tubes and at the end of the tube it looks kinda like its folding in on itself again. This starts to sound kinda familiar and I start asking some more specific questions. Is it kinda white and then in the middle have a slight brownish color. yep. Does it often come in an unknown broth? His did, but he's not sure what it usually comes in. So it turns out this is something I have eaten almost every day that I have been in thailand and for breakfast no less. I have gotten so comfortable with blindly eating what I've been given that I literally have been eating chicken intestines for a month and a half without realizing it. It seems a little weird to get all weirded out now and to be honest they are pretty tasty so I'm just running with it.
Oh so the Pink egg story though. So I went to the market with my mom to get some sugar to make the kanoms we made last week and she got two bright pink eggs. I know my fair share about eggs and there are naturally pink eggs(as in came out of a chicken pink) and these were not those. Not only were they as hot pink as an egg could ever get but they also almost looked like they had paint on them or something. I asked her what was different about these eggs. Were they already cooked? Is that why they painted them pink so everyone would know?
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interjection: this is one of those things that you are supposed to try not to do as a PCV. You will try to make sense of a situation using this thing that you call Logic. That thing doesn't exist here. Or it's does but it looks nothing like your Logic. Its your Logic flipped upside down and sideway and beaten up until the only thing that is really the same is the name. So yeah, I don't know why I tried to feed her the answer in a nice little package that made so much sense to me.
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So low and behold she says, yes that's why they are already cooked. I give myself a nice little pat on the back thinking I am so smart and I figured it out and I did it all in thai. GO ME!! So we get home and we start to unpack the groceries and start back in on making the kanom's and she tells me to get the eggs. She takes one and hands me one and says 'gin daai mai' which is 'can you eat?'. Knowing that I'm not a huge fan of hard boiled eggs but not wanting to refuse what she obviously bought as a snack for us I decide I can take one for the team (and by team I mean me) and eat a single hard boiled egg. So the next thing I know I look over and my mom has what looks like a hard boiled egg thats yolk is made out of blood. Its kinda see through, dark red and coagulated just like a hard boiled egg would be but its dark dark red. So ya know given my experience with blood before I asked is it blood? She cackled and cackled but assured me it wasn't blood. At this point I opened mine as fast as I could so I could inspect it further because her's was almost done. So I was just in awe for a while and then I opened it up. The yolk had the normal consistence on the outermost rim for about a quarter of a centimeter and then the inside was a bright orange pudding like consistency. Now knowing that I want to try everything and being terrified to try this I decided that if I was going to do it I had to do it now and not smell it or anything because at every moment it was looking more disgusting. So I ate a bite. Honestly, it wasn't bad. It kinda didn't really taste like anything. I sat there chewing it, thinking about it and realizing that I really wasn't tasting much. But I was still unsure because I was looking at this disgusting thing knowing part of it was about to go into my stomach. So I decided to take another bite and make sure it was as unassuming as I thought it was. Immediately I almost vomited and honestly I can't tell you why. I mean besides the obvious.
Oh also today I read a hilarious headline in the bangkok post that was Meatballs pulled amid Horse Scare. Apparently Ikea had to pull all their meatballs off the shelf in a couple countries because there was some fear that they might contain horse meat. But more importantly apparently Thailand has Ikea, which means Rosie has meatballs. And considering the other things I've unknowingly (or knowingly for that matter) eaten I really don't think horse meat would even be in my top ten. YAY FOR MEATBALLS!!
Feb 28
Recently I realized I talk to myself a lot. I mean I guess I always knew that but it's become more interesting now that I don't have Punky to excuse it. The other day I was watching a tv show on my computer and I was alone in my room watching an american tv show and I out loud said, 'duai'. This is concerning for a multitude of reasons. 1) I'm talking to myself. 2) I'm talking to myself in Thai. 3) Thai houses are small and when you randomly say duai(which means 'also') at 10:30 at night when everyone else is half asleep you probably sounds totally batshit insane.
Feb 2
Okay so I've been at my site for a full day now and I am crazy excited. Yesterday I went into Bangkok with 49 other PCTs(for those of you keeping count, aka no one, yes we did loose another PCT, her name was Allison and I cannot even lie and say that I will miss her. mostly because the only interactions that I had with her were annoying. so yeah, it sucks for her but oh well). Okay so we all go into bangkok and take a tour of the gorgeous PC office which is in an awesome 300 year old house in bangkok. And then we are all off on our adventures…well kind of.
First we all sit in the parking lot like a bunch of idiots trying to figure out who needs to go where and how to get there and who needs to eat before hand and what they want to eat and how to get there and then where they ACTUALLY want to go. So yeah, I'm about to shoot myself in the head, not because its all so dumb, because it's not really, I just want it all to be done already. Also we are 49 sheep and we have been carefully herded and contained and told where we were supposed to be for every minute of every day for the last 2 months and then they literally say, okay, you're free and we have absolutely no effing idea what the hell we are supposed to do. So anyway I end up with about 9 other people of those people I am sure there are at least 20 different plans in different peoples heads so I decided we should probably walk outside the peace corps building and get on our way. I figure the impetus will make someone make a decision and that will force everyone to choose to either do it or not(keeping in mind we are sheep). So yeah I start walking outside and it works and then we are all outside. A couple of us talk a bit about getting a taxi and continue walking because we are on the wrong side of the road. We cross the road and we continue walking. Then someone points out that we still want a taxi and we realize we have to walk up to the next block because this block is only busses. So we end up walking a couple blocks and thinking we can see victory monument where we can get on the Skyway(above ground subway) which will also take us where we want to go, so we keep walking. After about 10 blocks in 100 degree heat with bags we realize we were wrong so we should get in a cab. We have 10 people so we get 2 separate cabs. At this point my friend Phil is taking the lead because he lived in Bangkok for a year and I trust him. So he talks to the cabbie and we all get in and I have already looked at the map and have a general sense of where we're going. However, we picked up the cab on a one way street going north and we wanted to go south east so we go north for a bit and our cabbie passes a few little streets and I double check with Phil to make sure he double checked with the cabbie on where we were going. He did. So we turn east finally and I feel relieved and on the next street the cabbie is in the turning lane to go north. So yeah apparently Morchit(pronouced basically like More Shit) sounds a lot like Pleonchit (apparently pronounced like something close to More Shit). Anyway, so yeah we figured it out and turned around and it turns out we arrived only about 10 minutes after the other taxi.
So that was the adventure of the day and then we ate mexican food, which was awesome for bangkok, but really just made me want the food cart that used to be at 34th and Division. And then I started getting worried because I am a worry wort and it was 12:30 and my bus was supposed to leave at 2 and it was a friday and Trat is a fairly touristy area and there are lots of ferries to the islands and and and basically I snowballed and got worried that the bus was gonna be sold out. So my friends Joel and Andrew and I made are way the 6 whole stops on the sky train to the station. Side note the sky train is cool and not really what I expected but hard to describe the closest thing I can relate it to is the BART. So then we get to the station which was also not what I was expecting. I guess I was expecting more of a building. I'm pretty sure the one 'room' of this bus station didn't have any walls it just had ticket counters that kinda sorta served as walls. Anyway, I bought my tickets and I asked what time it left because I hadn't specified a time. And boy am I glad I asked, because I would've taken my sweet time at the 3 or 4 market stalls in the station and gotten myself some treats for the 5 hour trip, but my trip was leaving in ten minutes. So I say bye to the boys and run to the restroom to pee before being locked in a bus for what will probably be more like 10 hours. And low and behold I get on the bus and who is sitting in the back waiting for me, Joel and Andrew! It made that 7 hour ride way more fun to have friends for 5 hours of it.
So. Site.
It's interesting. It is very developed. I don't think there will ever be a time that I will known here as The Farang and thats because there are too many of us. Today I saw more farangs than I have in the entire time that I've been in Thailand. I have so many awesome opportunities and I think its gonna be an unbelievable post but I am also very sure it will be nothing like what I thought(even with my adapted expectations given thailand). If I choose to live in the house that I am currently in(which is awesome but has some interesting downsides) then I will be a kilometer from work, 2 kilometers from a telco/lotus(the equivalent of a target or walmart), 5 kilometers from the hospital and wat/school that I will work with and about 7 kilometers from the school for autistic children.
March 3
So the motto of my district is 'Mangosteen fruit yield big cocks. Traditional Boat race. Courtesy unity.'
Too good for too many reasons. Mangosteens, big cocks, road races and courtesy. This town was made for me. Also, for real though there are big cock statues everywhere, as in chickens. And its because Trat's animal is a fighting hen, or so my new meh said, but then when I asked if they fight she said no, so I'm pretty sure there was some miscommunication there somewhere.
The more I stay here the more I realize how challenging it will be in a large part because it is a tourist area. Getting to be a part of the community will be that much harder because everyone will always assume that I'm a tourist. In a lot of the smaller towns once they know there is that farang in town everyone is excited to meet them because they want to see them and practice their english and whatnot. But here they have a lot of farangs around anyway so none really gives me the time of day because they assume I'm just passing through. Also, another thing that I'm really interested in is the home stay situation because the house that I'm in right now is very centrally located in terms of my work and stuff but it's on a main highway so I will have to bike on a 4 lane highway everyday which is a little nerve racking. But more importantly, there isn't really a community around the house. There's no real village feel. I'm not sure if thats true of all of Trat but it seems like it couldn't possibly be. I just think that as much as this house is amazing and the post is amazing. The mental images of me inviting the local kids over to do arts and crafts in the afternoon after school just doesn't really seem feasible anymore, for a multitude of reasons. I am now more interested in seeing the other home stays because of this fact.
Also we had a water buffalo beauty contest last week.
I just got a phone call from my home stay family in Suphan Buri and it was the cutest thing ever. Shhy called because my mom missed me and they wanted to check in on me and see how I was doing. I'm in utter awe. I have been thinking that this home stay was wonderful and everything but it was a little lacking in the family part, which is totally true and I think that's why they didn't originally offer to be my home stay family. [backstory: I am currently staying with the roong nayok or asst mayor who will be one of the people that I work with once I'm at site. Most PCTs for their site visit are staying with their counterparts and simply visiting the possible home stay families. I am planning on doing that tomorrow. I will meet the three official home stay options that I was given. However, before I left for site visit I talked to the head of safety and security and he said that I could stay at any of the three houses but he recommended pretty strongly over the other two. One is a very wealthy man with a very large house but they found out on the last visit that he has two wives so Panyutat didn't think the best of him. The other 'bad' option is bad because the bathroom is not attached to the house and so that is a security risk in Panyutat's mind. The interesting thing is that my counterpart told me that the remaining house is in a gambling area and so she is a bit worried about me biking alone there especially if I'm going to bike at night. Now, I have been here all of two days and there is no way in hell I would be biking at night unless I was downtown in the faring area because out here houses aren't close together and theres a big highway and only a crazy person would do that. So yeah there's one good option left and I don't know anything about it, but I suppose I will find out tomorrow.] anyway that was a long backstory and I'm pretty sure I didn't even say what I wanted to. But the point is I miss my suphan buri family and I miss having family around. One of the possible home stay families has a lot of people and I think I will probably choose that one no matter where it is because that will be really good for my sanity. I like the people in this house but I think if I stay it in I will go crazy. Partly because of my 40 year old brother who I may have inadvertently been on a date with last night. Also, every time I'm with him he's just a little too attentive and he translates everything for me and often speaks for me. Also because his mom is my superior and has the office next to mine and might be my language tutor, so basically she will be in my life no matter what and I have decided(it seems as though I'm still trying to convince myself, I know) that I am not gonna live here.
Okay anyway today we went to a fishing competition. Now this in and of itself seems fairly boring as fishing is not the most active of activities. So I was assuming this would involve more of a picnic kinda thing and hanging out while some people go fishing. So I happily go with my new meh/the rong nayok/Vilai and Paap(my 40 yr old bro who I might be dating) and we drive the half mile down the road to park at the Tessabaan and meet some of my future coworkers. And we all get on one of the 25 bright pink tessabaan owned bicycles which are totally adorable and we bike the quarter mile to the fishing site. So now, this fishing site is a thing to behold. It is a large manmade hole in the ground, about 200 ft by 100 ft with slanted sides and special grass at the top so that the walls of this 'lake' will not slide down. It doesn't seem like it is that deep because there are about 10 feet of the walls of this lake showing so I can't imagine its much deeper than about 5 feet. Now first I get introduced to all of the people who are sitting and watching this event which includes two puyaibaans(village chiefs) and some of my coworkers in the tessabaan(it's gonna be terrible when I actually have to remember all their names and what they do). One boy was pointed out as the head student of the community college and Vilai said I could work with him. He seems a bit shy and joked it off and then with his friends said that he's single which they chose to continue to tell me. Thats pretty much how it works here. Just this weekend I have been asked 4 times if I have a fan(bf), I almost want to make one up so I don't have to keep explaining that I don't want a bf but I think Thai boys are nice and handsome but I just don't want a boyfriend. Its a hard concept for Thai people. Anyway, so we go around to each of the 10 groups of people checking out their catch of the day and the first couple haven't caught anything and then we get to the third group and they have caught one fish but for some reason its still in the water but they have it leashed to the side. So its apparently a predator fish and eats the other fish and just to make matters worse you can't eat it. So they tied it up. Its at this point that it occurs to me that this is a man made lake and there doesn't seem to be any pipes running water from some other natural source so I ask how the fish got here. So this competition is made up of guys fishing in a man made lake thats about 5 ft deep with pre-caught fish and there are probably at least 40 poles in the water and no one has caught anything. But wait. This is where it gets exciting. The announcer on the loudspeaker starts to get all excited and I'm pretty sure somethings happening and low and behold someones got something on the end of the line and slowly slowly he reels it in only to find out that it is someone else's line.
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March 4
So yesterday I got distracted and stopped writing apparently. But today was awesome. I went around to everywhere again but this time there were people there. It was fantastic. The highlight for me was what they call the autistic center. Now from what I've seen there aren't very many autistic kids there but they are a bunch of disabled kids and it was the first time I felt genuinely comfortable since I've been here I think. I totally forgot proper protocol and what not and immediately sat down on the floor with the kids and started talking to them. One of the girls was fascinated my me and eventually told me her name which I totally couldn't understand but it was already a break through. I found out a lot about the place because there was another farang that was there with his 3 year old hanging out during physical therapy aka lets play on some foam pads. It was totally awesome and I already want to spend all my time there. But that said I also have a lot of other awesome stuff to do and I was taken to the office today and they showed me my very own desk. Its crazy. It's right outside the nayok's(mayor) office. It actually kinda looks like I'm his secretary, but I'm not. The nayok is totally cool. Its interesting because I met lots of people with my host mom, the rong nayok, early in the day and then in the afternoon we didn't really have anything to do so the two girls that do the social coordinating and had been running around with us all day took me around and reintroduced me to everyone. Everyone was completely different and it was great to see the fun that will be had in the office. So for instance, everyone who is an officer wears a tan colored uniform and depending on your post you may get some pins and stuff. It looks very similar to army uniform with the flags on the left front breast and whatnot except that its tan. So anyway everyones wearing those but everyone takes their shoes off at the door so everyone is wearing super formal uniform with slippers or socks or silly painted toenails or(my personal favorite) bright green crocs that look like monster feet. Its awesome and they wear these into the most formal meetings at the tessabaan. It's awesome.
Oh also I saw some of my possible home stays today and its a real toss up. Okay well, first the one that Panuthat thinks is the best my host mom decided wasn't good so she wasn't going to take me. I told her I would probably agree especially because she knows what she's talking about but I would still like to see it so I can talk to Panuthat about it. So she calls and the dad is in Chatanburi cockfighting and the mom is not ready for guests. So oh well. Then we went to this other house which seems like it would be awesome as an apartment after the three months because it is a huge bedroom with a little living room area and its own bathroom that is attached to the main house by a wall but is totally separate. That one seems awesome but I could see myself being isolated just like in this one. The one I like the best, which is totally like me, is the one with the big family and the totally nondescript room. I think it will be awesome. There's a ya(grandma), a dad, a mom, two school age girls, a girl who is 29 and a coworker who seems like she's around my age but for all I know she could be 20 or 40(I'm getting better but sometimes I still have no idea how old people are). They also have all the fruit trees and they have something that they were trying to describe to me as purple potato but they wanted the english name for it. I have no idea what it is except that I think I had at the market in suphan buri and I called it purple potatoes. It kinda tastes sweet like yams but it's purple and a different kind of sweet.
Oh also I just remembered. When we got to the tessabaan this morning the nayok called my mom to say that he was very sorry that he couldn't be in the office to meet me but he was very busy helping the community. It was windy today and so a roof fell off so he had to go help. That's how this government works. Isn't that insane? I feel like I can't remember the last house I lived in where I knew my neighbors name but let alone have my roof blows off because of the wind(okay given the setup is a little ridiculous for the comparison, but still) and in comes Sam Adams.
Okay headed back to Suphan Buri tomorrow early morning and I'm excited for a night in a hotel, although having AC has been the equivalent of being in a 5 star hotel. I'm also really excited to get back to my family because I had no idea I would miss them at all but they've become such a part of my routine and not having them has been really weird. Also this family eats too healthy and every time I want something my older brother tells me why I shouldn't have it. He's kinda a brat. A 40 year old brat. Anyway, yay bangkok and yay suphan buri and yay for hopefully not getting lost.