Sawatdii kha. Dichan pen nak suksaa, maha witayalai hengchar sinkhapoo.
(Hello, I'm a student from NUS.)
Thai lesson this morning was intensive. In that short span of 2 hours, we went through 4 chapters of thai. It was too much for my brain to take, so I just remembered all the practical ones. Like I'm a student, how much is this, too expensive, LESS SUGAR. Oh my gosh, you can't imagine how important "less sugar" is in Thailand. They love everything sweet. So much so that they provide sugar at every table, just like how we have bottles of pepper placed on the tables of eateries.
Thai lesson ended late. So late it ate into the time my group set aside for writing our report. All of us went for lunch before splitting into our humanoids/physical groups for briefing. Physical geographers will be leaving earlier than the Humanoids, on the 18th. No internet connection, no reception for phone calls. I'll disappear from the cyber world for more than 2 weeks. Only during the briefing do we know we need gloves, long pants, long sleeves and boots. None of which were written in the packing list. And the lecturer had to number us according to our heights. Needless to say, I'm the first. Blame my genes.
Seriously, I don't know how many times this lecturer wants to scam us.
He said to get all these stuff from across the road. We ended up on a more than half an hour walk under the scorching sun, just to end up in a shop that sells GLOVES. One out of the many things we needed to buy. So annoying.
To relieve our feet of that tension, we went for thai massage!
I introduced Sala Chiangmai to another group and this time, I did foot + head massage. Damn shiok! The head massage included neck and shoulders! Both massage combined felt like a whole body massage. Just felt likeI was flying. Hahaha. We were served chilled lemongrass drink after the massage.
By then, it was already evening, so we headed for the weekend night markets.
I felt like buying most of the stuff there. Handmade diaries, batik skirts, harem pants, culotte shorts, accessories etc etc but the prices were all jacked up because of the large concentration of western foreigners in that area. The items are affordable for us, like 6 bucks for a cotton harem pants, but I refuse to be ripped off by the locals. I can easily find a cheaper pants somewhere else. So we headed for the food.
Kebab for 2 bucks!
Stupid pasar malam in Singapore sells one for 5 bucks. And the best thing about the kebab here was that they used the green chilli I had in Mauritius!
And look what I found:
(Hello, I'm a student from NUS.)
Thai lesson this morning was intensive. In that short span of 2 hours, we went through 4 chapters of thai. It was too much for my brain to take, so I just remembered all the practical ones. Like I'm a student, how much is this, too expensive, LESS SUGAR. Oh my gosh, you can't imagine how important "less sugar" is in Thailand. They love everything sweet. So much so that they provide sugar at every table, just like how we have bottles of pepper placed on the tables of eateries.
Thai lesson ended late. So late it ate into the time my group set aside for writing our report. All of us went for lunch before splitting into our humanoids/physical groups for briefing. Physical geographers will be leaving earlier than the Humanoids, on the 18th. No internet connection, no reception for phone calls. I'll disappear from the cyber world for more than 2 weeks. Only during the briefing do we know we need gloves, long pants, long sleeves and boots. None of which were written in the packing list. And the lecturer had to number us according to our heights. Needless to say, I'm the first. Blame my genes.
Seriously, I don't know how many times this lecturer wants to scam us.
He said to get all these stuff from across the road. We ended up on a more than half an hour walk under the scorching sun, just to end up in a shop that sells GLOVES. One out of the many things we needed to buy. So annoying.
To relieve our feet of that tension, we went for thai massage!
I introduced Sala Chiangmai to another group and this time, I did foot + head massage. Damn shiok! The head massage included neck and shoulders! Both massage combined felt like a whole body massage. Just felt likeI was flying. Hahaha. We were served chilled lemongrass drink after the massage.
By then, it was already evening, so we headed for the weekend night markets.
I felt like buying most of the stuff there. Handmade diaries, batik skirts, harem pants, culotte shorts, accessories etc etc but the prices were all jacked up because of the large concentration of western foreigners in that area. The items are affordable for us, like 6 bucks for a cotton harem pants, but I refuse to be ripped off by the locals. I can easily find a cheaper pants somewhere else. So we headed for the food.
Kebab for 2 bucks!
Stupid pasar malam in Singapore sells one for 5 bucks. And the best thing about the kebab here was that they used the green chilli I had in Mauritius!
And look what I found:
Read this banner carefully.
These little pandan leaves are filled with omelette. Notice that banner above? You get to choose the fillings of your omelette. And they have bee/ant's eggs!!! How sick is that?
Fried crickets with thai herbsThe people here are really nice. We were told to get the locals' permission before taking pictures of them and their items. We haven't been rejected so far.
She reminds me of Darry
These 2 daredevils tried the crickets.Well, we didn't really wanted to buy the entire bowl of crickets just for them to try, so we asked the lady if we can just try. She said yes! Such nice people they are. Anyway, they said the crickets tasted like heibee hiam without the spice.
This guy was blowing and heating up the flasks. We were just standing there watching him do it, blocking his way of business. Instead of chasing us away, he allowed us to take photos of him making the flask. Really love how courteous the people over here are.Throughout the whole night market journey, it was raining. It has been raining for the 3 nights we've been here. Sucks actually.
Thai lesson at 9am again tomorrow. ):
Hope there isn't an overload of vocab again. Anyway, I realized my dad can speak fluent thai! I've always thought he can just say the numbers in thai but from our skype session just now, I realized he can speak basic thai. He learnt it from the construction workers at his site. I'm going home in 6 weeks' time to speak some thai to him!
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