Life in Thailand is a strange amalgamation of the modern and the ancient. You’ll see the fancy cars and motorbikes cruising the roads just like you’d find on the PCH in California. And then you’ll see motorized rickshaws. And then actual, bike, foot-pedal-powered rickshaws. They’re for tourists, and every time I see them I feel torn: I’d feel awful having someone cart our butts around like that, sweating in the heat, but then hey, he’s gotta’ make a living too, right?
And then, satellites bring us internet, but apparently Thais still haven’t figured out underground tunneling for power lines. There’s never a clear view of anything here for the piles of power lines cutting across and looping over and around everything.
(All of which I had planned to take photos of for you. Thought about it every day I did. But if I’m being honest…every day I got too lazy. Sorry, folks.)
Even in our own home, we find paradoxes.
We have a lovely, quality grinder for our coffee…
…but a power converter, which is available in just about every hardware store in the States, is nowhere to be found in Chiang Mai. And if you ask a coffee shop where you buy your beans if they can grind it for you, you get an espresso grind. Which does not work in a french press. So we use this:
A mortar and pestle. A technology as old as dirt.
We also have Macbooks, an iPhone, iPad, Kindle and modern conveniences…but still nothing quite beats a hammock with a good book.
The one thing that gets me, though, is with all our technology and advances in science, we still can’t find a quality combatant against mosquitos. And so we are stuck with moderately effective mosquito lotion and mostly ineffective mosquito coils.
That’s it, folks. 10,000 years of civilization and all we got to throw at the buggers is smoke and lotion.
Bitten & Scratchy in SE Asia