Since I
had to remain in Bangkok for several more days, I decided to go to the nearby
beach at Cha’am for the weekend. Friday I took a shared van. I found it fairly
easily. After taking the BTS to Victory Monument, I asked at the first vans I
saw and the woman pointed to where I should go. The second person I asked took
me to the place to purchase a ticket and wait for a van. When I was dropped off
in Cha’am, there was a taxi—unmetered—waiting. Although he reduced his fee a
little, I knew he was charging too much (120 bahts/$4 for six minutes) for the
short trip, but there were no other choices. Sometimes you have to pay even
when you know it’s too much. So four hours after leaving my room in Bangkok I
was in my room in Cha’am.
I
remember coming to this beach for a Peace Corps conference. It’s not one of
Thailand’s famous beautiful beaches, but it’s a good one. Long and clean. I
chose a hotel across the street from the beach for easy access. After settling into
my room, I went for a late afternoon 1.5 hour walk on the beach. It was
overcast and windy; so it wasn’t hot and there were lots of waves. I was surprised
that there were very few people on the beach.
After walking, I sat in a beach
chair and bought fried shrimp, squid, and crab from a vendor for dinner.
Saturday
morning I walked the other direction for my 1.5 hour walk. No one was on the
beach near the hotel, but down the beach a bit there were more people. It was
the same when I returned at about noon. I bought somtom/papaya salad and
grilled chicken, a typical Thai lunch, and took it to a chair facing the water.
The man told me that chairs in that front group facing the water are for
families or groups and single people have to sit in the back group of chairs
that face across the beach. Since no one was in any of the front group chairs,
I pushed a bit and he agreed that I could sit there. I told him I’d move when
the chairs were needed for a group. That didn’t happen until 4:00. Then he took
one of the chairs and put it farther up on the beach under an umbrella for me,
which was quite nice of him.
So, I
spent the whole afternoon relaxing and reading on the beach. The weather was
cloudy and not hot; so it was comfortable to be outside all afternoon. I had
bought a shirt to wear in the water. So I went into the water Thai style in my
light-weight pants and the shirt.
Between
3:00 and 4:00 more people came to the beach. Since it wasn’t a hot, sunny day,
I found it interesting that they arrived so late.
Sunday
I rented a bicycle because I wanted to ride. I rode down the beach road until
the end where I found a practically empty beach. Only a fisherman and a few
people digging for clams were there. Two foreign men also walked past me.
The
sky was blue with brilliant white clouds. So it was lovely to walk on this
quiet beach.
Next I
rode on another street and came to a small wat. It was also beautiful against
the blue sky.
Returning to the beach road I came across a special shrine, maybe
the city shrine.
On the beach road, I rode to the other end of the beach where
I found the draw bridge for pulling blue crabs. It’s a narrow—barely wide
enough for one motorcycle—draw bridge across the jetty. The fishing boats are
all blue. Vendors sell fresh and dried seafood.
I had a late lunch at a
restaurant along the shore—horse crab, which may have meant horseshoe crab.
Delicious.
After
returning the bicycle, I had a Thai massage. I realized how much I miss those.
Chinese body massages don’t include the feet or head. As always, there were
painful spots but I left feeling much better.
There
were more people on the beach Sunday morning and there were more in the evening
than there had been Friday evening, which I found interesting. Maybe local
people.
Monday
morning I took my final walk on the beach. Then I ordered lunch at the hotel
and continued to enjoy the beach atmosphere while I relaxed and ate. I was in no
rush to return to the city. The woman at the hotel called a motorcycle taxi to
take me to the van to Bangkok: 40 bahts/$1.30, much less than the taxi I took
to the hotel. This was my first post-Peace Corps motorcycle ride.
When I
arrived at the hotel, I thought about how it was like returning home, since it
was the same one I’d stayed the week before. One of the young women I’d been
friendly with was working and heartily welcomed me back. I was upgraded to a
larger room with a window. I was surprised how much I enjoyed the window and
the view. What a treat!
Tuesday
morning I headed back to the China embassy. I paid for the visa and collected
my passport with the visa for 30 days. Twenty minutes after arriving I left.
A comment
on security at the China embassy: At the American embassy, they x-ray bags and
you have to check anything electronic. At the China embassy, you walk in. The
second time I entered, I had purchased a drink in a cup. The woman told me “No
water.” Since I had a bottle of water in my bag, I thought this meant no
visible water. I drank the tea and left the cup on the ledge with other cups
and bottles of water. The third time I went, the man checked my bag. When he
saw the water bottle, he told me not to drink the water, which I thought was
interesting. No one in the room had said anything when I drank water on my
first two visits.
Since I
then had several hours until my flight to Ubon, I decided to go to Lumphini
Park to hang out and enjoy being outdoors.
The park has a China-Thailand
pavilion that was sent from China and reassembled.
In
Bangkok I enjoyed the Indian and Arabian food in the neighborhood of the hotel.
I always enjoyed staying in that area to have the opportunity to eat food that
is not Thai just for a change. Now it was a pleasure to have food that is not
readily available in China and is not available in Wenjiang. I figured I would
enjoy that in Bangkok since I’d soon be eating delicious Thai food with my
friends.
Language:
After the first week, I used more Thai than Chinese. As I heard words, I
remembered them. The sad thing is that I will have to reverse this process when
I return to China—replacing the Thai that will be on top with the Chinese that
is being suppressed.
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