Thailand has been giving me the best and worse of itself. Everywhere smells like ass, it’s dirty. I’m like the least pro American person, but I really miss America. I miss the food, the land, the smells, the accessibility, the English. I miss not sweating my ass off, wearing short shorts and showing my shoulders or those cute shirts that are meant to show off your bra. I fucking miss the apple store and having normal voltage. My laptop makes a static electricity feeling, the way it would if you were sliding down a slide, except, you can feel it all over the metal body of the computer. At the Apple retell store, it charged fine. With my cord, with their cord. At a local coffee shop, it charges okay. Only feeling the buzz around the charging side. But it’s on a metal table…. Idk if that has anything to do with it. But I really don’t know what to do, I don’t want to fry the inside or cause an electrical burst. It could be my apartment, but no one here speaks English. They probably wouldn’t be able to understand me. And, I just want to travel, but like, not in Asia. Bali sounds cool, trying authentic Pho in Vietnam does too. But damn, I need some cheese and taco bell. I want to be near the ocean and see historic ruins of Rome or the old European culture. I want to see the Swiss Alps and I want to go to Greece and to Malta and I want a monte carlo night in Spain and I want to see the crique rivera and eat pasta. Idk. Maybe I'll try to go to Bali or India or to see the great wall of China. Am I too set in my American fat ways to understand and accept, the differences here? I mean, I like the culture, I like the history, but I can’t stand that ass smell. Everywhere smells so bad. It’s the pollution, it’s the ass fruit called Durian, but it actually doesn’t taste as assy as it smells. The streets are so dirty here that you just walk on black sludge all over the road and the sidewalks. The air pollution is so bad everyone wears masks and sometimes it administered to you. I’m worried for my grad school classes because then I’ll need a laptop that doesn’t make this stupid buzzing and weird touching sensation. And I’m not sure what else I can do about it. It’s like crying over spilt milk; I got my laptop professional fanned and cleaned. Now it's July 29th And some other things have happened since I have typed the above. I couldn't pay my electricity bill, and when I was trying to figure out why with the thai speakers at my school, they ended up throwing me on a motorcycle, and hand delivering me to the company to pay my bill. It still couldn't be paid, but it was my first time on a motorcycle in Bangkok and it's nice to have a whole army behind your back. I was also able to get my classroom painted blue and purple, and I was able to make myself my own little corner and get all my decorations up nicely. It's coming along nicely but I could've had the same in like America. I really miss hawaii, and I haven't had beef since I've moved here, I want a cheese burger. People keep asking me if I'm English, I guess, because of my hair (????) I don't look American but when I open my mouth, "Thats real American". Two people have thought I'm from London. This past weekendWas a turn of events. My good friend Christina from Las Vegas, convinced me to go to an Island. Our hotel was $30 american, our grey hound bus (basically what it was like, a charter of some kind) was only $7.50 and our ferry ride was $1.50. And we went to a tropical Island. Ko Samet was a very relaxing place, and it wasn't as hot as Bangkok. There was wind, and the ocean. In this part of Thailand, you can wear tank tops and shorts and it just feels more relaxed. Made me really miss Hawaii and I'm getting pretty tired of not being able to wear what I want in this heat. Something I have to remind myself, or maybe get tattooed so I remember, WHEN TRAVELING IN ASIA, B R I N G TOILET PAPER!This is not the one that was a dirt hole to pee in, with a wash bucket and a scoop, this has a nice shower head to wash the poop and pee off you. But like, are you suppose to walk around with water dripping off your legs? How does that work? Should I carry a towel with me? IDK HOW TO USE THESE THINGS. Should I stand on it, it looks like it has feet platforms, do I squat, or sit because I could just hose off? Someone help me. And if you've never had to use a toilet like this before, you are a blessed American. The point I guess I just want to get across isI am not brave.
Stop calling me brave for moving to Thailand. It doesn't make me brave for coming here. Bravery is fighting for our country, and going out to prevent crime and to fight for justice. I was paid to move here. With a benefit package and a free masters. It's different, it's Asia, never in a million years would I have ever speculated that I would live in Asia, but being here does not make me brave. And to you all, it might look cool that I'm over here, but I'm not enjoying it or taking risks. I'm in love with the idea of seeing the world, of exploring the history of civilizations that were around when "Jesus" was or even before. And I think anyone can do this. Without having a piss poor attitude the way I do. I think anyone can travel or live abroad. There's really nothing stopping anyone, bravery isn't a factor.
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