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Memories of Thailand

During the few days we spent in

Thailand with internet access we were too busy doing things like losing our bikes to the apparently small number of not-so-nice people or getting them improperly remade to recount our experiences there.  Even though we only biked through the country for a few days, it was an awfully pleasant experience, and we would be remiss not to discuss it at all.

The most marked change was certainly in the landscape.  Almost as soon as we crossed the Cambodian border, green fields with trees spread out around us.  This so completely contrasted with what we’d seen in Cambodia that I am rather at a loss to explain it.  Can deforestation really have such a drastic yet contained effect?

We found people constantly being helpful.  For dinner the first night, we needed water.  I stopped at the first spigot I saw (spigots having replaced hand-pump wells since the border) which happened to be attached to a fire station.  The firemen greeted us enthusiastically and not only urged us to fill our water bottles, but also entreated us to use their facilities for bathing. 

One fireman had a large pink scar running up most of his exposed arm.  He looked to be in his mid-forties, and had obviously been on the scene of many fires.  After showing me the hose and encouraging me not to be modest in my use of it to shower, he ran and grabbed a cloth and machine oil for Drew, who was cleaning up his chain.

The next day during breakfast we gorged ourselves on street food.  I purchased a pineapple and began skinning it with my small pocket knife.  A lady ran up to me holding a huge knife and a plate.  Expressing gratefulness with my features, I accepted the lent items and set about skinning the pineapple again.  However, the lady apparently saw only incompetence.  She grabbed the knife from me and proceeded to do the whole job herself, chiding me and demonstrating proper pineapple paring all the while.

During break that day, we stopped alongside a river and practiced jumping off a nearby dock.  A lady pedaled up out of nowhere and handed me a bag filled with fruit and bread snacks.  I tried not to take it, but she insisted. 

Of course the crowning act of kindness during our

Thailand days was offered by Gretchen.  She welcomed four dirty, smelly men into her studio apartment for an entire week.  Though trying to be respectful, we inevitably crashed about late at night and early in the morning, and by virtue of our bodies spread haphazardly about the floor lent a bit of hazard to trips to the bathroom and other nighttime movements. 

Gretchen never complained.  Instead she was extremely gracious and welcoming.  She even went so far as to introduce us to her Thai friends and tolerated our excessive appetites for several meals.  From her apartment far from the cluttered, touristy downtown districts, we were able to grasp a quiet, residential side of  Bangkok otherwise unattainable.  Thanks Gretchen!

 

Gretchen and FBR

3 Responses to “Memories of Thailand”

  1. Netzy Says:

    Thank you too Gretchen for taking care of the boys while on their journey.. you are welcome any time in Montana….. I know you won’t be so smelly. netzy

  2. Autumn Says:

    What a nice girl!!! Anytime you boys want to come to Minnesota and crash at my apartment, i’ll be happy to have you :-)
    Miss you Jimmy!!!

    Love,
    Sister

    p.s. did you eat any bbq whoe-fish from street vendors..served on a skewer? did you visit a temple where you could find large statues of frogs that you could climb on?

  3. Eddie Says:

    Jim and FBR Crew,

    Hello!

    Thanks for the buzz and message last week. Sorry to have missed it. Am looking forward to India through your pen (er…typing fingers) and lens. Please say HI to Brian from all.

    Pedal on.

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