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>> The Day to Day >>

27Mar

When you get wrapped up in schedules, work and errands it’s easy to forget that you should be paying attention, and appreciating, the day to day activities, habits or routines.  I do really well keeping a journal or notes of my travels – I feel like I see and do so many new things each day and want to somehow document them to remember and look back upon.  While I’m traveling the feeling that I’m fully experiencing life is at it’s highest, yet when settled in one spot for longer than a couple weeks, I tend to stop taking note of how I’m spending my time.  I’m doing similar things day in and day out and there’s less novelty, less urgency, to write it down or feel like it’s a once in lifetime experience.

Ta Prohm, Angkor, Cambodia

Visiting Ta Prohm temple in Angkor, Cambodia

But it is.

Even if you’re doing the same thing for the hundredth time, there’s something unique and special about that moment.  And, looking back, wouldn’t you rather remember the details about what you spent most of your time doing rather than just the ‘big’ events?

I’ve always enjoyed history – learning how things were in the past, what places looked like and how people lived.  Looking at old photos, I think it’s more interesting to see the spontaneous, unintentional shots with random details you normally wouldn’t think of to document in many posed pictures.  The old car in the background, the 60s-style wallpaper, the previous forms of tools, appliances and electronics.  This is what people used and looked at and interacted with everyday.

Samlors in Chiang Mai

Samlors in Chiang Mai

This was their life.  Not just a high school dance portrait or getting dressed up on Easter Sunday.

Of course, when you travel you want to see the big sites, the attractions and activities that are known around the world.  And those are important.  It’s incredible to see something in real life that you’ve always only heard about or seen pictures of.  The Eiffel Tower, a red double-decker bus, an exotic jungle temple.  Even if the reality doesn’t meet your expectations, there’s still a moment when you think, “This is it“- and that’s special.

Parliament in London

Parliament and Big Ben in London

But I’m even more interested in the things you don’t initially think out or set out to go find.

I don’t mind long bus or train rides traveling, even during the day, because I can just watch the world around me and pick up clues as to how the people there live their lives.  Especially in Southeast Asia, where so much of life is lived outdoors or less private (many shops also double as people’s homes, everyone eats outdoors year round because of the warm weather), you can see a lot just riding through.  You notice families sitting on the floor watching television and eating dinner, walking their motorbikes inside the front door for the night, sitting in groups outside with a bottle of whiskey and short glasses of ice and soda.

Thai Street Food

Getting ready for dinner in Thailand

When you live in a place different from home you pick up on so many details and ways of doing things that are different from where you came from.  I would never think twice about what the bus tickets look like in Seattle, but here I’ve kept tickets from all my trips.  Even the mundane errands, like going to the dentist or getting your oil changed, are opportunities to learn more and see a different side of where I’m living.  I’m not just going through the motions because everything is still new and different even if just in some minor way.

Loaded Motorbike, Thailand

Running errands = normal…carrying everything back home balance on your motorbike = new

Though I’m more aware of these little daily occurrences while they’re happening, I still don’t do anything to document them.  I already know these are the things I’ll want to remember, and yet the ones that I will probably forget the quickest.  Funny how that works.

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>> Dating in a Foreign Language >>

28Feb

…is difficult.  I guess that should come as no surprise – trying to order food in a foreign language is difficult enough,  so obviously dating should be a bit tricky.  Communicating in any sort of relationship is always complicated at times, even when you do speak the same language.  Add to that a different culture, upbringing and worldview and you’re bound to run into some issues.

But, naturally, that’s not what’s on your mind when you first start out.  You don’t meet the handsome stranger and think, “Hmm, we only have a limited shared vocabulary to verbally communicate to each other with…this could cause some problems.”

No, no, no – you think, “Hmm, I’m in an exotic country and this handsome stranger is pretty dang intriguing…and their English is really good…but I’m sure this isn’t going to go anywhere, that’s just silly, and…shit, they just kissed me.”

And then you’re screwed.

Caution sign in Pai, Thailand

Exactly.

Things are good – it’s always exciting and interesting, and somewhat unbelievable, when you begin to get to know someone.  To go out and each time learn a little bit more about them, the window into their lives opening a little bit more.

Then you realize, “Wow, eight months of Thai lessons and I can just get people to understand my order…most of the time.  How am I supposed to explain when I’m upset with something?  Or, now that we’ve gotten the usual ‘getting to know you’ questions out of the way, how do I explain my political stance or religious beliefs?”.  How do you differentiate between stressed and feeling serious when there’s only one word for the two in their language?  How do you explain a part of your culture or beliefs accurately when the language is so different and the custom so foreign?

It’s difficult.

Sometimes you don’t know if it’s the language or the culture differences getting in the way.  You get into arguments over little things, like how to sweep the floor because you assumed there weren’t rules to sweep the floor but actually it’s customary to sweep out a certain door at a certain time of day and when that’s being explained to you you don’t quite understand, because those ideas never ever crossed your mind and then you get confused and a little defensive.  And then it turns into a misunderstanding because the tone of voice being used comes across as not very kind, but it’s not actually meaning to be harsh there just is a different understanding of the subtleties of the language being used, so things are perceived one way when they’re actually meant in another.

Funny English Sign

I hear what you’re saying…but I have no clue what you’re talking about…

And then you can do one of two things: you can get angry and give up, or you can take a moment to cool down and try again.

What you decide makes all the difference. 

Yes, it’s frustrating to not be understood or for what you say to be misconstrued.  But if you both realize that this is going to happen, that you have to be patient and try not to lose your temper or jump to conclusions, and are willing to try again, to try to communicate in a different way or word what you said a little differently to be better understood, then it can work.  (And speak clearly! Between accents and mispronunciations and gaps in vocabulary, speaking quickly or mumbling is not going to help you.)  You both need to give in.  You both need to make an effort to figure out what works for the two of you.  You both need to cut each other some slack for saying something that doesn’t come across or translate well.  Cause it’s going to happen.

But after a while, just like if you were dating someone who spoke the same language, you’ll start to learn how to communicate better.  When to speak up and when to hold your tongue, when to push an issue and when to acknowledge you said some things that could have been misinterpreted.  You learn that when you hear them say they’re going to ‘sex bar’ they really mean the place called ‘Sax Bar’ down the street to play pool.

Bugs and Roses

Bugs and roses

When you’re able to make it past those initial hurdles and misunderstandings it gets easier.  And, after all, there’s no better way to improve your language skills and get an insider’s perspective of where you’re staying.

Have you been in a relationship with someone who spoke a different language?  How did it work out?

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>> Living in a Buddhist Country >>

21Feb

Thailand is 94% Buddhist – 94% – and it shows.

Chedi at Wat Phra Doi Suthep, Chiang Mai

Chedi at Wat Phra Doi Suthep

Temples are everywhere, monks in their bright orange robes can be seen walking down the street at all times of the day and people regularly tum boon, or make merit, by giving donations, food and flowers.  Every week in connection with the moon cycle there is a special ‘Buddha Day’ where people will often make a special effort to visit a temple or tum boon.

Monks in Ayutthaya

Monks in Ayutthaya

Many of the religious rituals in Thailand are a mix of traditional Theravada Buddhism and traditional Thai beliefs, practices and customs.  For example, the Buddhist teachings focus on, very practically, ending suffering and knowing yourself.  Yet everywhere you’ll see spirit houses, a miniature temple-looking building, in front of homes, businesses and schools where people religiously make offerings (flowers, incense, bits of food or water) to the ‘spirit’ of the place to keep them happy.  This isn’t straight Buddhism, but a representation of Thai traditions and the widespread belief in spirits.  Amulets are another example where Buddhist foundations and Thai beliefs have become intertwined.

Thai Spirit House, Chiang Mai

The spirit house in front of my home

It’s more than just the temples and symbols of belief that tell you you’re in a Buddhist country however.  Often people here are incredibly patient, calm, accepting of the things that pass through their lives.  They’re also usually pretty tolerant of others, as Buddhism is accepting of other religions, beliefs and customs (notice how wars have not been fought in the name of Buddhism?).  It can be thought of more as a philosophy, or way of life, than a religion.  The Buddha was not a god and, instead of emphasizing blind faith, taught people to understand themselves and their world by observing it and then believing what they observed as true.  He gave advice on how to find these ultimate truths, but in the end it’s up to the individual to figure it out for themselves.

The recommended path to knowing life’s truth, or dhamma, and leading you toward ‘enlightenment’ is through meditation, a word and a concept that is often misunderstood by those not familiar with Buddhism or meditation.  Here meditation, specifically vipassana, is commonly practiced, or if not practiced then at least understood and accepted.  It’s not new age-y or hippie-ish or drug-induced (although some forms can be), it’s just a good thing for you to do for yourself.  Almost everyone I know living here – Thai and Western, Buddhist and Christian, experienced and complete beginner – has participated in a meditation retreat or temple stay.  Everyone seems to support it as just what you do.  Even at the high school I taught at, where the students would never come to class and bring pets to school, they would hold a few minutes of silent meditation in the mornings.  More than a thousand 12- to 18-year-olds would sit cross-legged outside on the paved courtyard with their hands resting in their laps and eyes closed to reflect inward.  It was shocking actually.  Imagine trying to get an entire high school in the U.S. or England to silently sit still and focus on their breath?

There’s also a strong sense that everyone and everything is connected.  While many people believe in kamma (karma in Sanskrit, another concept that many Westerners, including myself, don’t fully understand or misconstrue), Buddhism emphasizes feeling compassion and respect for all beings.  All things really.  You are patient and help people because that is the right thing to do.  It will help them, and you and the entire situation.  I’m not saying people do not help each other elsewhere, there just seems to be a stronger sense of connection and responsibility.

Buddhas at Wat Srisuphan

Living here has been the first time I haven’t lived in a Christian country, though I never thought about how incredibly Christian of a country America is until I was away from it.  I wasn’t raised going to church and went to public schools where we weren’t allowed to celebrate any holiday for what it really was in case it went against someone’s beliefs – having a class Halloween party became a ‘fall harvest’ party so no one could claim offense.  All in all, my understanding of Christianity is fairly limited.

What I didn’t realize before living in Thailand though was, even though I didn’t grow up ‘Christian’, Christian-based beliefs, habits and language have worked their way into my head.  I couldn’t tell you a single story from the Buddha’s life, but I could easily explain the basic premise of a half dozen stories from the Bible even though I was never directly taught them.  While I’m still figuring out what I believe in, my mind automatically goes toward ‘God’ instead of ‘Buddha’.  I can say the Lord’s Prayer, but can now only barely recognize a few, short Pali verses of Buddhist chanting.  I understand what to do if I go to a church, but step into a Thai temple and I don’t know what any of the figures or decorations mean.  I know ministers at home, but am still trying to understand how the system of monks works out.

Wat Pan Waen, Chiang Mai

I wonder what I’ll take away from living in Buddhist country whenever I return to a Christian one – what ways of thinking or behaving will carry over when the beliefs and way of life don’t surround me anymore?  Will I still be interested in the practice and potential power of meditation?  Will I forget the little rituals of bowing three times before the Buddha or monk in a temple?

What have you learned from living in a country with the dominant religion was different from your own or where you were from?  How did it make an impact or change your way of thinking?

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>> Explore. Dream. Discover. >>

08Feb

Lately I’ve been having people ask me how I made the decision to leave home.  It wasn’t easy, and a lot of thought and planning went into it, but the turning point came when I stumbled upon this quote.  Cliche?  Maybe.  But I scribbled it down in my planner and kept returning to the phrase as it got closer to finalizing my plans and making a move.

Clouds over Bangkok

                              “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do

          than by the ones you did do.

                                               So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor.

                                 Catch the trade winds in your sails.

                                                                           Explore. Dream. Discover.”

                                                                                                                                                       – Mark Twain

Ta Prom in Angkor. Cambodia

It was the first sentence that really stuck with me -now it’s been two years since seeing the quote and I’ve been living and traveling abroad for more than a year and a half.  Now I don’t regret the decisions I have made, but believe that eventually I would have if I had never made the jump.

What has influenced your decision to make a big change or move?

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>> In case you didn’t know, it’s 2013 >>

24Jan

I hate saying it, but I felt kind of apathetic about the New Year.  I didn’t even hear the countdown to midnight though I was in the center of it all in Chiang Mai – one moment I knew it was getting close to 12:00 and the next moment fireworks were going off – but I DIDN’T HEAR THE COUNTDOWN.  Does it count if you don’t hear the countdown?  It didn’t feel like it…

New Year's Eve 2013, Chiang Mai

Here it is, already the end of January, and I still couldn’t tell you a set plan, resolution or direction for 2013.  I don’t need things completely laid out, but it would be nice to have a little more clarity on what I will be spending this year doing.

I didn’t start Paper Planes to be another travel guide posting about the best spots and must-see attractions and can’t-be-missed activities.  I’m not always on the move and often don’t care too much about getting off the beaten path.

There are plenty of other blogs, resources, guide books, review sites, booking sites and travelers out there that have probably already said it all and can do it much better than I.  I’ve traveled a decent a bit, in a range of ways (and comfort), and have a good sense about things, but I’m not attempting to be your go-to guide for all things travel.  Personally, I hate all the hyperbole and don’t have the time to to study things to the point where I can offer a ‘guide’.  I usually don’t plan and research my trips extensively and therefore sometimes the posts on here may be a little haphazard as well – but real.

While I love sharing about traveling and living abroad, I also feel like this whole bloggy thing is an experiment in helping me figure out which direction(s) to go in my life and connect with others who are in similar situations.  I love learning about different people, cultures and lifestyles – but I also appreciate hearing about people just like me who I can identify, empathize and learn with.  It’s always reassuring to know someone else is having the same doubts, questions, problems, triumphs and experiences as you…especially when you’re trying to grow up and get your life in order (which I’m starting to realize is a never ending process).

What do I want to do?  Where do I want to be?  What do I want my life to be like?  What do I have control over and what do I have to accept?  These questions will stick with you throughout your life, but I think they’re especially prevalent in your 20s when, for the first time since kindergarten, you don’t have a set path laid out in front of you.  That takes some time getting used to and figuring out.

I left home because I didn’t want to wake up 2, 5, 10 years down the line and realize I was in the exact same spot I had been in after college.

Street art in Penang, Malaysia

You don’t need to leave home to find yourself, but for me that’s how I wanted to try going about things.  If I thought I could grow and create the wide range of experiences I’ve had while living abroad at home, I would be in the States now.  But I’m here.  And trying to work things out on my own terms.

I guess what I’m trying to say is that past few weeks have been spent thinking a lot about what I am doing, why I am blogging and what I want to be working toward…and I’m finally ready to refocus my intentions and get this year started.

Hopefully with a trip to the beach sometime in the near future…this is a travel blog after all.

 

If you’re in the same boat as me, you may want to check out these other travelers and writers who are also figuring out life one place at a time:

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>> The Honeymoon’s Over >>

03Jan

I first visited Thailand more than three years ago for a quick trip.  Before those two weeks were even up, I already knew that I wanted to return and spend more time soaking up this country.  It felt so alive – dirty and beautiful – somewhere that felt completely new to me but where I could be completely comfortable at the same time.  The delicious, cheap food didn’t hurt either.

Mae Rim

When I left home and moved to Chiang Mai I thought it would be a good place to start traveling through SE Asia.  I didn’t think I’d still be living here 16 months later.  But I loved it.  Not everything was great, but the good, new and interesting far outweighed the frustrations, work challenges and mosquito bites.

But now things have…shifted.  I still love it – I always will – but while I used to feel like I was growing, learning and seeing everything around me with fresh eyes, I’m now starting to feel a little too settled, familiar and less appreciative of everything around me.  Minor things have started to bother me – like having to pay ‘foreigner fees’ for certain places, making small social or cultural errors, and trying to dodge the tourists slowly meandering down the middle of the street.

I’m getting closer to the point where I feel like Chiang Mai, and Thailand, have given me almost all they can…for now.  I’ve tried most of the foods, I’ve been to the temples literally hundreds of times, I’m sick of the constant mosquito bites and people calling me a farang.

Wat Phra Singh in Chiang Mai

I truly will never get sick of the temples though…Wat Phra Singh in Chiang Mai

The honeymoon’s over.

But that doesn’t mean I’m desperate to leave.  It’s more complicated than that.  In the time that I’ve been here I’ve collected experiences, relationships and attachments (mainly a strong penchant for sticky rice, sweetened condensed milk and navigating Thai traffic…) that I don’t know if I’m ready to let go of yet.  Chiang Mai has a way of kind of sucking you in…it’s very easy to be comfortable and content here.  And the weather is just about perfect.

So what to do?

How do you know when it’s time to call it quits and move on when you know you’ll be leaving part of yourself behind?  Let me know your thoughts in the comments below.

Chiang Mai from Doi Suthep

View of Chiang Mai taken from Doi Suthep

 

 

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>> Catching Up >>

30Dec

Unexpected mini trips, Christmas, computer problems…the past few weeks have kind of been odd and now I need to get back on the blogging bandwagon and figure out what I’m doing and where I’m going in 2013.  A quick look about what’s been going on lately…

Mae Hong Son

Northern Thailand is filled with mountains and jungles – it’s stunning.  I’ve done several drives through the areas around Chiang Mai and Chiang Rai, but have always wanted to go even further north to the town and province of Mae Hong Son.  (Often in Thailand a province’s largest city shares the same name as the province.)  After coming back from Malaysia, I haven’t even really left town these past few months and was itching to get out.

The town itself doesn’t offer much.  It’s cute but small with not much to do.  The real reason of the trip was for the drive – 1864 curves in the road between Chiang Mai and Mae Hong Son through sun-filled jungly mountains.  I would have been completely content just driving around in circles all day…which is actually kind of what it felt like since the roads were so windy and it took about 6 hours.

While there are plenty of buses and minivans going between Chiang Mai and Mae Hong Son, the most rewarding way to go would be by motorbike.  Unfortunately, I did the trip by myself and didn’t feel comfortable driving that far alone, so felt like I was kind of missing out on fully enjoying the area.  On the plus side, I managed to not get car sick.  I have a strong stomach, but 6 hours in a full minibus with three little kids getting sick (1864 curves!) could get to anyone.

Wat Traimit, Bangkok

Wat Traimit, home to the world’s largest golden Buddha, in Bangkok

Eating Bugs in Bangkok

Roses and grasshoppers – how romantic…

A day after getting back from Mae Hong Son, I ended up going to Bangkok for a couple nights (still can’t believe that I can just decide to go to Bangkok one moment then hop on a bus to get there the next…) and finally tried eating some bugs.  Check that off my list.

Christmas in Thailand

Just your typical Christmas Eve entertainment

Then it was Christmas, which in Thailand doesn’t feel anything like Christmas.  Even spent with friends – who collectively managed to pull together and impressive spread of green bean casserole, potatoes and gravy, stuffing, roasted chickens, bread, wine and lots of chocolate – Christmas here just feels…like nothing.

Going for a ride, Chiang Mai

Though the spontaneous Mae Hong Song and Bangkok trips helped with my itchy feet, I’ve been trying to be more proactive about getting out and seeing or doing the things I still haven’t done here – particularly trying to go on day or afternoon trips to areas just outside of town.

So there you have it – no big plans, 2012 recaps (although you can check out some of my most popular posts on Wanderlust & Lipstick here) or 2013 resolution posts for this girl, just a quick catch up and now onto getting back into a bit of a routine now that the holidays are (almost) over and I have a working computer again (fingers crossed).

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>> Going Against the Status Quo: Dating in Thailand >>

05Dec

There’s a stereotype in Thailand of the older, often balding, white guy paired with a younger, skinnier, more attractive Thai girl.  And it’s true.  Regardless of the…validity (?) or reason behind these relationships, it’s apparent to anyone who has landed in the Bangkok airport that there are a whole lotta white guys with Thai women and…zero white women with Thai guys.

Before I left home, friends teased me asking if I thought I would find a Thai boyfriend, get married and never come back.  I said no.  Not because I had anything against Thai guys (I didn’t even know any), I just didn’t think that was going to happen.

Fast forward a year and a half, and I’m not getting married or never coming home, but I may or may not have found a certain someone.  And, by that I mean, I have a Thai boyfriend.  In fact, he’s someone I mentioned briefly back in a May post on Wanderlust and Lipstick…  That tattoo artist…  Yep.

I’ve actually had people in the past couple months when they found out I was dating a Thai guy ask me, “How did that happen?”.  Word for word.  That’s not normally something you ask someone when you hear they’re in a relationship.  I’m usually a pretty decent person, so I don’t think it was questioning how I could get a boyfriend, and it wasn’t meant rudely, though it sounds kind of harsh.  It’s just that, really, you rarely, rarely see it.

Driving Through Nan, Thailand

On the road for a weekend trip

The only (few) couples that I’ve met or heard about with a white girl and Thai guy (sorry, is the term ‘white girl’ wrong?  It’s just that here, we’re not considered European, or Australian, or American, or whatever, but farang or ‘white foreigner’), the guy is either a musician, a bartender or a tattoo artist.  Why?  My belief is that these are the few guys who are able, willing and used to talking with Western women.  I (still!) don’t have any Thai friends even after living in Thailand, working in Thai schools and being able to speak a bit of Thai.  It’s frustrating and hard to understand or explain – I usually feel very welcome here and people are polite.  But that’s as far as it goes.  (I once sent a message to a fellow teacher, who was my age and who had spoken to me several times at school, if she would like to get coffee sometime.  I wrote it in Thai then again in English saying that I hoped I had said everything correctly the first time.  She responded with, “Yes, you were correct.  Good job.”  Nothing about meeting up.  ??!?! )  If it that’s difficult to make friends, how in the world am I supposed have a relationship with someone?

I don’t know if it’s an intimidation thing, a money thing, a language thing…I’m assuming a combination of all three.  Whereas in the Western male/Thai female relationships it’s often assumed that the man has more money and is the care taker, maybe it’s more confused with Western female/Thai male.  The guys who work in the bars and the tattoo shops and as musicians, depending on where they’re located, have more interaction with Westerners in general (I hate that label, like we’re an entirely different type of people) and have better English skills.  Saving face is a huge deal in Thailand and there’s a fear, like with any foreign language, about speaking English and looking stupid if speaking incorrectly.

The Western women are with the bartenders/musicians/tattoo artists because they acknowledge us.  I’m sure there are plenty more foreigners living in Thailand or traveling through that would LOVE to meet a Thai guy and have some sort of relationship, but someone needs to.  make.  a.  move.

Dinner at home

And then you may just get lucky and find one that cooks…

Somehow I managed to cross this invisible cultural barrier and have found myself now helping in a tattoo shop.  With my Thai boyfriend.  Who would have guessed?

Live or spent time in Thailand?  What’s your take on this?

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>> Old vs. New >>

23Nov

I’ve always appreciated the old and natural over the new and plastic.  I like old buildings, old cars, old clothes.  I majored in history and have often felt like I should be living in a different decade.  I prefer making things with my hands than working online.  I don’t have a smartphone.

When I first moved to Thailand several things stood out to me as being ‘old fashioned’ or done in a more natural way than at home.  More clothes are made or fitted by hand.  Tailor shops and single seamstresses working out of their front room are everywhere to make custom clothing and resize school uniforms.  In a time when less people are even wearing watches, here you can get your broken timepiece fixed by a man with a little stand on the side of the street.  Along with getting your shoes resoled.

Samlors in Chiang Mai

Samlors waiting outside a market

Some more examples – above are old-style bicycle taxis known as samlors.  Naturally, before the onslaught of cars and motorbikes, they used to be used much more frequently, and today are mainly reduced to a tourist attraction of sorts.  The only people that seem to use them seriously are old Thai ladies going to and from the fresh markets.

Old letterpress

When I was taking my TEFL course I walked past this print shop everyday where they have not one, but TWO classic Heidelberg letterpresses that they use for printing…fliers.  Fliers!  And invitations, but still.  Here you see one of the press and racks of type that the man who owns the shop and his son have to set by hand for each design.

Traditional Thai Wooden House

Traditional Thai houses were made of teak and raised on stilts to avoid flooding damage and, well, tigers. Though there are still several of these types of houses around, many are worn down and no new ones are being built.  You can see in the image below an older house by newer buildings and hotels.

Sweeta Wrapped in Banana Leaves

Southeast Asia is the world’s winner for using the most plastic bags possible.  It’s not just that there’s no awareness about trying to use reusable bags instead of plastic when going to the market or grocery store; it’s like there’s an unspoken competition to use as many bags for your purchases as physically possible.  I’ve literally bought three small things before and had them placed into three separate bags.  I don’t get it.  My favorite is when I see someone buy a bottle of tea or can of soda, have it put in a bag to carry out, then open it up and start drinking still hold on to the bag.

Anyway, on the other end of the spectrum, gigantic banana leaves are abundant and often used to wrap, package and cook in.  Above are Thai sweets made from coconut milk that are cooked and then sold in their banana leaf wrappers – so simple, green and sustainable.  Sometimes you can get fried noodle dishes off the street served on a banana leaf instead of in a styrofoam box.  Perfect.

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