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03. But I Must!

  1. 01. Intrepid Intentions
  2. 02. Boppin’ & Baskin’ in Bangkok
  3. 03. But I Must!
  4. 04. My Malaysian Debut
  5. 05. Singapore is amazing
  6. 06. Rash Acts in Singapore

To start at the ending, let me say that sometimes resistance to authority is involuntary, even in times of military coup.

Our train was scheduled to depart Bangkok at 2:45pm, so we had a leisurely morning by the pool to reflect. Happily, the warnings of death and deprivation from torrential rain, floods and mudslides in our path disappeared without incident or explanation. Not so happily, at least not for Cambodians working illegally in Thailand, the junta announced a crackdown on these entrepreneurs. Nobody was sure what that meant, but neither was anybody waiting around to find out, the result being a surge in ticket sales of anything moving people towards the Cambodian border. We were headed in the other direction, towards Malaysia; Penang to be specific.

I will take this opportunity to remind you that these writings are not intended to be “guides”, but rather one man’s opinion, namely, mine. This approach frees the author – me – to say some horrible things about a destination. I’ve never seen a Frommer’s, nor  Fodor’s, nor a Lonely Planet guide open with “Before visiting here, think again.” Continue reading 03. But I Must!

02. Boppin’ & Baskin’ in Bangkok

  1. 01. Intrepid Intentions
  2. 02. Boppin’ & Baskin’ in Bangkok
  3. 03. But I Must!
  4. 04. My Malaysian Debut
  5. 05. Singapore is amazing
  6. 06. Rash Acts in Singapore

It was dark. The feral dogs sensed our distress, their teeth glimmering in the distant streetlight. We were drenched in sweat from having carried, more than rolled, our wheelie bags for over a half-hour, the mangled narrow Bangkok sidewalks being unsuitable for walking, much less rolling. I still don’t know where we went wrong.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAIt looked simple enough on Google maps, a 25 minute jaunt of slightly over 2 kms, only three turns, all to the right, and we’d be at our hotel.  Maybe we exited from the wrong end of the Makkasan Airport Link station.  Whatever the reason, when the second right over the canal (expected) dead-ended (unexpected), I knew we were lost. Continue reading 02. Boppin’ & Baskin’ in Bangkok

01. Intrepid Intentions

  1. 01. Intrepid Intentions
  2. 02. Boppin’ & Baskin’ in Bangkok
  3. 03. But I Must!
  4. 04. My Malaysian Debut
  5. 05. Singapore is amazing
  6. 06. Rash Acts in Singapore

It is Friday the thirteenth, there’s a full moon, and we’re flying into the middle of a military coup. Which would indicate that while we are neither superstitious nor vampires, we may be stupid.

But, then, Thailand has had about twenty coups over the past century, indicative of a military more interested in seizing power than wielding it. The current fuss is a response to “unrest” resultant of one mob who wear yellow shirts and call themselves “the Yellow Shirts” and another mob who wear red shirts, calling themselves “the Red Shirts”. It goes without saying that Thailand, like most of Asia, is not renowned for its branding expertise. Continue reading 01. Intrepid Intentions