Day one of a month long journey

Trip Start Apr 02, 2012
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Trip End Aug 29, 2012


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Where I stayed
A hotel in Ubon Rachatani

Flag of Thailand  , Nakhon Phanom,
Monday, April 2, 2012


Day 1
So school has taken a break and I find
myself with time to do whatever I want to do and money enough to go
where ever I want to go but no direction. I walk around Nakae looking
for something to eat an also looking for a clue about what I could
possibly do. It sucks to be so undecided sometimes, especially for
some one who likes to have a plan. There are police with roadblocks
everywhere today. It is April 2, 2012 and I have a backpack strapped
to my back because I know I am going somewhere, I just don't know
where exactly. I run into a teacher as I eat some rice with Thai
basil, crispy pork and chilis. He gives me a book called Mr. Nice. I
don't know why, we don't talk much. I add it to the weight of my
pack. It is a 2 day pack, but I am loaded for 7 days of changing
clothes. The name of the pack is Paradox and it also sports the
embroidered logo, 'Be your Fellow'. I am sometimes referred to as a
paradox so perhaps it is fitting in more ways than one. A sort walk
to the corner crossroads shows me the area where the buses stop. A
bus pulls up that is going to Ubon Rachatani. Why not? I get on. It
starts rolling. Ubon it is. The bus almost wrecks and skids sideways.
People act as if it is an everyday occurrence. Maybe it is. There are
a couple of fans on the roof spinning and some of the windows are
down. There is no air con but the flow of air keeps the heat
bearable. There is a hole in the wooden floor boards above the
exhaust pipe and below my crotch. Heat blasts up through the hole but
I soon discover that I have the power to abate the heat by placing my
Chaco sandal over it. A strange old man sits next to me and begins
doing callisthenics while remaining seated. He touches me often as he
is part of the touchy feely but conservative but tolerant culture. He
tells me that he used to be in the army and that his job was to be a
morals and manners instructor. He hawks up loogies and spits them out
the open bus door as he is telling me this. I arrive in Ubon find a
hotel by the river for two hundred Baht. I get a two hour Thai
massage for 170 baht. I find a great coffee shop called the moon
lover cafe and a riverside bar called the Takrkrad bar. I sit there
with a beer, mosquito repellant and my laptop computer writing a
story about vampires. The month long vacation is on its way.



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