Showing posts with label police. Show all posts
Showing posts with label police. Show all posts

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Tonight is my last in Bangkok. I knew three months would go fast, but it really does seem as though I've just settled in and now it's time to go.

People keep asking if I'm coming back — I hope so. At least for a holiday if not to take that job that Expedia offered me — oops! [backspace]

Of course, I still have a whole month of travelling to do through Vietnam and Cambodia! But I have been weighing up the things I'll miss about Bangkok, and the things I have begun to miss about home.

Brisbane — things I miss

  1. My family (including Roxy, the dog), and especially my boys. We raised our kids to be independent, but that doesn't mean I don't miss having them around!
  2. My friends at the Brisbane office. This is the first time in seven years that I've worked anywhere apart from the Brisbane Wotif office.
  3. Being able to give someone a hug. I never know what the protocol is here, so I just resist the urge.
  4. Being able to drink water from the tap.
  5. Being able to hold a conversation with strangers that consists of more than "hello", "how are you", and "goodbye" (which is the same as hello).
  6. Being able to order a meal in English, and know what I'm getting.
  7. Blue sky.
  8. Footpaths.
  9. Being able to cross at a pedestrian crossing without checking for traffic.
  10. Rubbish bins.

Brisbane — things I don't miss

  1. Roxy's hair on every surface of my house.
  2. Taxi fares.
  3. The lousy public transport.
  4. Boring food.
  5. The Valley.
  6. Shops that close at 9pm, or even 5.30pm!
  7. Actually having your bag checked when you go through customs.
  8. No daylight savings.
  9. Not having my own pool and gym.
  10. Today Tonight.

Bangkok — things I won't miss

  1. The heat.
  2. The smell of khlongs and drains.
  3. Worrying that I don't have enough money on me to bribe a policeman if I need to.
  4. Wondering which part of the animal that crunchy bit in my mouth was.
  5. Dog poo down every soi.
  6. Begging.
  7. Saying "not want" to every second person as I walk down a street full of tuk-tuks and bars.
  8. Dividing every price I see by 30.
  9. Copping an eye- and throat-full of chilli vapour as you walk past a street vendor.
  10. Having to go to Starbucks to get a decent coffee.

Bangkok — things I will miss

  1. My new friends. Wherever I go in this company, I meet warm, welcoming, and generous individuals.
  2. Being able to smile at almost anyone without starting a fight. A beautiful country with (mostly) beautiful, friendly people.
  3. Being able to fly to the other end of the country, or even overseas, for $50.
  4. Eating lunch for a dollar.
  5. Catching a moto-taxi to work every day.
  6. Living five minutes' walk from anything you need.
  7. Shopping at 7 Elevens.
  8. Soi dogs.
  9. Markets.
  10. Cool bars and restaurants.

Sawasdee khup, Krung Thep. Thanks for having me.

D.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

The good book and anarchy on the streets

He who hesitates is lost.

It says that in the "good book" somewhere - I can't remember where, but I'm sure the Lord was trying to cross a street in Bangkok when he said it.

I discovered on my way to the office this morning that even a pedestrian crossing doesn't mean that you can cross the road without dodging traffic. I say dodging, because if I'd waited for a break in the traffic to cross, I'd still be standing there.

Another saying you might apply to the roads in Bangkok is "The rules are, there are no rules!" Motorcyclists without helmets, cars turning in front of other cars when they're tired of waiting (as opposed to having right of way), motorcyclists going the wrong way down the street, motorcyclists riding on the footpath ...

But no-one seems to care. The lack of a system works, because there is no system. Everyone knows there are no rules, so everyone's happy. It's an anarchist's dream.

There are police though. They direct traffic here and there, though even they don't seem to bother when a random motorist flaunts the rules or turns when he hasn't been waved through. Though the guide books tell us that it's one thing for your locals to go whizzing around without a helmet on, or piling their family of six onto a Vespa, but if the paisty tourist tries it on, they might find themselves slapped with a fine.

And fair enough I think. You don't want every half-wit Aussie who's ever wanted to tear around the streets without a helmet on and four of his mates on the back of a Honda turning up to your country, do you? Oh - too late.

Here's my random Thai fact for today, which I learnt studying a wonderful website called www.Phuket.com: It's very offensive to show your feet - or to do anything other than walk or stand, with your feet - I already knew that. But because of this, it's drastically offensive to stomp on a 1000 Baht note that you've dropped and is flying away down the street! Why? Because like all Thai money, it has a picture of the King on it! And showing disrespect to the Thai Royal Family is a crime.

A little different from the stuff we throw around about Charles, Camilla, Fergie and the rest of them.

D.