Trip Start Aug 08, 2009
42Trip End Jun 01, 2010
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Tharua is famous for the giant Reclining Buddha, as in the picture. Giant might be an understatement for how big it is.
Khaowfang and I got some flowers and incense sticks to do our offerings to the Buddha. Except then it started to rain. I mean, Thailand rain, not a wimpy drizzle. The whole place was full of so much activity and it smelled heavily of incense everywhere. Even in the rain, there were people dancing and playing music walking around the Buddha, it was actually really good. Within 10 minutes, Khaowfang and I were already drenched. We took our little gold pieces of paper to attach them to the Buddha to pay our respects. I looked up for a moment at the Buddha, with rain pouring down the side of the face in streaks with the little smile
Wading through ankle deep water, we went inside the temple and Khaowfang tried explaining something about success when you pray and attempt to lift these elephant figures with handles with the ring finger. If you pray and can lift it the first time, then pray and are unable to lift it the second time, you will be successful in whatever you pray for. I didn't really understand Khaowfang in broken English, so when I went to do it I just picked it up twice thinking I did it right because I had a strong ring finger or something. I'll try again next week. Khaowfang put a little gold speck on my forehead and I did the same for her. It means that you're lucky.
We stayed for a little less than an hour because of the rain. We were literally more than ankle deep in the water and there was the loudest thunder I've ever heard. I almost thought there were gunshots and cannons, that's how intense it was. We got home fully drenched. It was completely worth it just to see what people here do on a normal Sunday morning
I'm still adjusting to life here, which is a lot more relaxed without the amount of schoolwork and activities there were in America. I don't have much schoolwork because I don't speak Thai, otherwise I'm sure it would be much different. Lunch everyday is a choice between noodles and rice, but we have a whole hour. I don't know if my Thai is improving or not, but I'm starting to enjoy my school day a lot more, playing volleyball after school and having ice cube fights with my friends. You don't need to speak Thai to understand the shock of having a cold icecube slipped down the back of your shirt. Hopefully the other aspects of living here will start to improve as well. Oh, and Talat Wan-Atit means Sunday market in Thai.