Thursday, March 31, 2005

Some touristy photos of Singapore

You can tell that I just got my digital camera from these photos at they are the typical tourist type of photos.



Durian building



Merlion - half fish half lion.



Singapore skyline.



Singapore at Night #1



Singapore at Night #2



Singapore at Night #3

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I still have to back travk and write about my time in Malaysia which was great but much too short. I also hav a bunch of photos from that section of the trip.

Here is one image I took while heading out to Uncle Lim's with my friends Jeff and Jen. This shot was taken in Jeff's car just after we left the Batu Caves (translated it means Stone Cave).

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Some strange quirks about Japan.


  • They don't put fluoride in toothpaste so come well stocked if you are intending an extended stay.
  • Deodorant is a controversial issue. While woman sometimes wear perfume (something that is changing a bit with the younger generation), thee is no odor control regime for me - so again come well stocked.
  • bicycles are the silent killer on the road. There are many bicycles here which all drive on the footpath. As they tend not to be mountain bikes they are completely silent so you are constantly finding one trying ride over your heels.
  • It is really tricky to withdraw cash from an ATM as the only ATMs that accept foreign cards are at Citibanks, of which they are few and far between. ( I never fnd one in Kyoto).
  • When buying sliced bread you will find that the slices tend to be ridiculousy thick. This is obviously the preference for things here as the toaster are customised for the wider load.
  • Cab doors opened by the driver of the cab automatically by some form of remote control.
  • When crossing the street, you might here the sound similar to a polyphonic ring tone as this is the signal for the visually impaired that the light has changed to green.


There are many more which I can't recall at the moment and even more that I have yet to encounter. Will post them as they come up.

Saturday, March 26, 2005

Some notes on Japan - First installment

I have many things that I want to write about here so might just try to just get the jumbled mess of it down however it happens to flow out -- hopefully it will make some sort of sense.

Japan is a strange place, one which is associated in the west with ultra-hi-tech developments, effieceny a strong sense of tradition, Hello Kitty, neon and cramped spaces. All of the above has some truth in it but their are levels of truth here and things aren&t always as they seem.

One of the things that intimidated me about Japan before my arrival was the thought as too how far ahead of the rest of the world they must be in technological terms and the resultant effect of this on various industries and more specifically mine, that of media production. What I found instead is a production industry which, like any industry, has its quirks. No, it is not ahead of the game in terms of technology, they have programs on TV that look as tacky as anything that can be produced by Hollywood, Australia, or Singapore - or any production industry really. In fact, some things here are still done in what some would consider an old fashioned style -- for instance, when the news of the earthquake on Kyushu ran, they had a map of the island to show where the quake hit. In Australia, this would have been illustrate with computer graphics, animating the depreciation of magnatude as it expanded outwards from the epicentre. On Japanese TV the epicentre of the quake was shown on an actual physical map of the outline of the island and then the camera zoomed in on the affected area. Ok, so it was still effective in conveying the idea and has something to be said for its simplicity, it was just a technique that I haven't seen used for very many years, especially on national TV. Perhaps it is a cultural thing, something that harks back to models and minitures used in the old Godzilla movies.

Having spent over a week now here in Japan, one of the most surprising things is the extent of the language barrier. Now, of course this is Japan and for that reason alone it would be extremely ethno-centric of me to expect that most people have some command of english, however, I have been somewhat mis-informed by some people who have said that it is easy to communicate in Japan as most Japanese understand English. I have found that the opposite is true, which is also quite surprising when you see the number of different English language schools around the place (they are not quite as prevalent as Starbucks, but almost).

In many ways Japan is very closed to western travellers, as there is not much tourist information provided here for the foreign traveller, and indeed if you have left home without your guide book, you are making things harder for yourself (trust me, I am one of those who decided to try and step off the beaten track sans book). As a result however you find your self doing what all travellers do when in a new coutry, they network with other travellers and work out cool places to visit. You also take advantage of the knowledge base of the staff at the hostel (or hotel) as a way to find out interesting things to do.

Having said that, I have found Tokyo a very easy city to get around in. Sure it might take you a minute or five to work out the basics of the subway system, but once you have sussed that out, you are free to move about the city as you wish. Okay so it will take you a bit of staring a the complex map of the subway system everytime you want to buy a ticket or need to make a transfer but you will find many locals standing beside you doing the same thing.

Tokyo Subway Map. Looks intimadating, don't it.

Tokyo, like most cities, is about commerce, and as such many of the locations you will find yourself heading for are shopping districts. Whether it be the upmarket Ebisu, the funky and stylish Harajuku, or the hectic in face neon maze of Shinjuku or Shibya, when in Japan you are very much a part of the machine. At times when walking through Shibuya I felt like a pin-ball being bounced between one fractilising neon surface and another - and all this was in the daylight hours so I can only imagine what it will be like when I have to go through again at night sometime later this week.

Of the strange commercial expereinces to engage in is a trip to Tokyo Hands. Tokyo Hands is really just a kind of department store which has one of its outlets in Shibuya. It is about 7 stories high which sounds big but each floor is fairly small for a department store. So it is not the magnitude of the store which is so amazing, but rather the collect of products which it stocks. If you want iPod accessories, no worries, you want foam balls, Halloween costumes, wallets, dice, branches, steel capped boots, wool, a circular saw, nose putty or shower clocks and radios, its all here. This list does not do the store justice, it really has to be seen to be believed.

While still on things Shibuya, it is also the place where most Tokyo teenagers are known to hang out and as such can be thought of as the centre of youth culture in Tokyo. It is also the famous location of the statue of Hachiko, who is perhaps the most famous dog in Japan. Hachiko was an Akita who used to wait for his master at the trainstation each night for him to return from work. One day however, his master died while at work; it is then said that for the rest of his life Hachiko would go to the station to wait for his master arrival. You can read the whole story here. After already extending my stay in Japan until the 2nd of April, it seems that there might be another reason to extent it to after the 8th of April. Although I reckon it will only make me miss Kabu so much more, so maybe it is not such a good idea.

Friday, March 25, 2005

Is that frigging snow...!?!

Caught the red eye coach from Tokyo to Kyoto last night. As the sun began to break through in the morning, looking out of the window on the bus I thought that I saw frost some of the cars, although it didn't quite look like the frost that I knew from back in South Africa. I did get an incling that it might have been snow but that was something I was not prepared for thus was something I chose not to believe. But then while I was walking around the city waiting for things to start opening up, like getting slapped by a gaint Buddha palm in the head, it began to snow. Sure it melted when it hit the ground, but you are talking about someone who has bnever seen snow in the process of falling, and whats more, someone who has basking in 30C plus degrees less than 2 weeks ago.

Having said that it was quite amazing to see snow falling - something that was unexpected, but adds a new perspective on things.

Thursday, March 24, 2005

Thinking about the orgins of the journey.

I just sent off a parcel back to OZ today of some cds that I picked up along the way as well as some books. After dinner I thought I would just stick my head into the CD shop next door. Hmmm... was it a good idea?

Hell yeah!, after not having a huge amount of luck finding the cds for the Outback Eclipse Festival in OZ (although I must admit that I did not look very hard, which probably the reason that I didn't find them) I find them sitting happily on the self in this tiny CD store in a back alley 5 mintues away from the hostel. Well since going to the Outback Eclipse Festival is one of the main reasons why I am sitting writing this now from Tokyo I just had to get those cds -- psytrance flashbacks, here I come!

I wanted to write about Outback Eclipse but uch too much to try and get down now, so check out this site to get an impression of what one expereince of the festival was like:

http://hamfisted.net/pictures/2002/eclipse/

For the ethnoes out there.

Found an interesting little shop while wondering through Shibuya yesterday called On Air. Had your usual t'shirts, and glass wear but also had a good stock of Mimosa Hostilis, Peganum harmala, Tabernanthe Iboga and other ethno-botanicals that you might expect to find in the company of such items.

Good to know if I decide to settle here for a bit.

Small crises averted thanks to Japanese Convenience

I broke my tooth brush this morning. I needed to get a new one. 10 steps and 300 yen later it was all sorted. You can get amlost anything in from a vending machine here. Someone told that there is a ratio of about 20 people to each vending machine here in Tokyo - I don't know how true that is but I wouldn't be surprised.

Monday, March 21, 2005

Loaded (well loading).

Super stoked! I have access to a eMac, and even though we speak different languages we have gotten around the communcation issues and I am loading the CD's that I have bought along the way onto my iPod. That includes an gayatri Mantra CD; an Asha Bhosle and R.D. live in the USA double disc; Stina Nordenstam - And She Closed Her Eyes; Umphrey's McGee - Anchor Drops, and Kaki King - Legs to Make Us Longer.

Tomorrow I am going to talk to the travel agent about travelling around Japan for a bit - might stay away from Kyushu though. Might check out Kyoto and Osaka. It would be cool to check out Akita so I can tell Kabuki that I have visited her ancestoral home. Depending on how much it costs, I might head up to Sapporo just for something different. I will also decide if I will head back to Thailand for a bit while I wait to see what happens on the job front.

I have emailed a couple of places in China and am waiting for a response. Still not sure where I will end up -- it is not that I won't be able to find work in Japan, I know that it will be quite easy, I am just not sure about such an organised and structured place - or maybe I just a sucker for punishment.

Indeed Good Things to those who wait.

I might not decide to stay in Japan to work but have some of the synchronous moments which come when travelling. I won't go in too much detail now as it will probably end up costing $10 US just to post the update. I will say that while flicking through one of the local free magazines, I noticed that Kaki King was playing at the Blue Note jazz club. Kaki King is an amazing solo guitarist from Atlanta and first saw her play when I was in the states. Turns out she had just released a new album and was doing a few shows here in Tokyo. I thought that I missed the show as I knew that I would only arrive at the club once the advertised show was finsihed but chanced it any way. Turns out there were 2 shows scheduled for the night so I caught the second from the standing room only at the back of the room. It was amazing, not altogeher cheap, but worth it.

I am going to try and hold here until the 1st or 2nd of April, as there is something else I want to catch before I leave. Another unexpected event for the patient, and the frugal.

Saturday, March 19, 2005

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In Japan it is quite amazing. The language barrier is much more apparent than Thailand which has tken me somewhat by surprise. The cost of living here is expensive! I knew that it would be costly, but this is ridiculous! So there probably won't be as many or as frequent posts as the internet is expensive. On the up side there are plenty of jobs advertised here, but the cost of living as it is, I am not too sure about working here anymore.

Thinking about maybe moving sideways although not quite sure what that will translate into. Looked through several options already since last night and have ruled out most of them out for various reasons from weather conditions, cost, visa issues and getting an understanding of my real motives in considering some of the possible moves and destinations.

At the moment it seems that I have snookered myself, so might have take a bit of a gambit or maybe I should play the saftey shot. Well I have Sunday to work it out before setting the wheels in motion on Monday -- and maybe I will stop writing in cliched metaphors by then too.

Thursday, March 17, 2005

Some photos from Singapore Zoo

Took a day trip through Singapore zoo while I was there (they also have a night Safari, but I had seen enough of the animal kingdom for the one day). The Singapore zoo is really quite amazing and definately worth the visit if you are in Singapore -- I know what you are saying, "The zoo?! What am I, four?"

Here are a handful of photos from the day, unfortunately I didn't get any of the python who seemed very intent on communicating with me and my friend that day. It was kind of strange as I had dreamt of a python with very similar markings only a night or so before. Oh, and Han, I think I know what he was trying to say remind me to tell you some time.



White Tiger



White Tiger



White Tiger



Wormwood

In (i)Pod we trust

The iPod is great modern tool. In many ways I feel it has become a neccessity at least in my life; however I am sure that most folks out there who own one will also agree. It is not the coolnes of the thing, although it is pretty cool; it is not just the compactness of it, although that is definately part of it, for me it is the fact that you have ready sanity in the palm of your hand. At any moment, when you are faced with the ordeals, boredoms, or those moments that just require a beat, you have your entire music collection at easy access. Sure there is room for improvement in the way the menus work, and lengthening the battery life (although the extrenal battery pack by Belkin is an excellent investment and work around for this issue), but for me those are minor concerns, which cast only a very faint shadow on the sleek sliver and white shell of the Pod.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Noise City

I am back in Bangkok and it is the same assualt on the senses - penertrating sounds and even noisier smells; in your face sales men, tuk tuk drivers and hustlers -- although this time around I feel I am dealing with it with a much greater sense of detachment. Perhaps it is the knowledge that I only have one day left here before I leave for Japan, coupled with the fact that I have done most of what there is for traveller to do in this city already.

At the moment I feel that I sitting in the seething steamy center out of which all the chaotic flights of tourists, scam artist and taxi drivers (et al) are spun -- I am sittig in a small internet cafe / networked games parlour using a key board whose keys expect you to write from a well spring rage and determination within in order to get your key strokes to register. I reckon that it is hotter and steamier inside this tiny niche in the sidewalk than out there in the sun/rain which is bathing Bangkok in a cloak of sultry sluggishness today. But inside here it is the noise that most is formidiable as the frantic slaughter of digital beings rages on just behind me -- from the pitch of the atmosphere here one gets the sense that the fate of the world is depends on the happenings right over my shoulder.

It all makes for an interesting writing experience, as I feel that my thoughts are having to yell themselves within my own head.

I never did make it up to Pai, but I heard it was a very lovely place, alot calmer than Chiang Mai. I guess the challenge to find peace and calm wherever you are, rather than always feeling the need to search it out.

Monday, March 14, 2005

Some notes from the day after Full Moon

I got the chance to go through some of my photos yesterday so here are a few more. These are all the day after the Full Moon party. The first few are of the ferry trip back to the main land. After leaving the party at around 9:30am, Han and I had a hellish car ride back to the bungalow which saw for a mostly quiet trip. Dresh and Mariah were fine if a bit tired and the three other random girls from Adelaide who also happened to be in the back of the cab seemed fine judging from their constant banter about how cute the guys were that they kissed at the party.

The end of the car ride saw Han and myself, heads over the embankment at the side of the road purging the sins of the night just gone. Dresh was at quite a loss at the spectacle of us kowtowing to the hot morning sun. It really must have been quite a funny spectacle for him and the German holiday makers who ventured past and offered friendly advice on how to control one's consumption during big party evenings.

We got back to the bungalow at 10am with the knowledge that we had to catch the ferry at midday. A daunting task for anyone after such a big night, however we had the added challenge of carrying out 2 extra packs as Matty and Nat had to leave direct from the party in order to get a connecting flight from Samui to Bangkok.

Han and I passed out for about an hour before Dresh got back from breakfast to say that it was 11 and we should get moving if we were going to make that ferry. At that point it looked like it wasn't going to happen. Our powers combined still only amounted to the equivalent of on person with their worst ever hang over. But something clicked, and I found myself heading out the door, packs and on hobbling up the hill for a cab. Han had his packs on and Dresh was ready roll so before you knew it all three of us were in the back of the cab heading for the ferry.

We got to the boat with time to spare and had to wait around for a while before getting to broad. Completely wiped out once we did, we along with other party goers, who no doubt had their own ordeals in making this departure, all collapsed in a collective heap of exhaustion.

I did manage to summon enough energy to do a bit of exploring to get some of the deck.



Packed in.



Packs.



The island had already disappeared.



Finding leg room.



Others also finding leg room.



The view from the dunny.

We then had to catch a train from Suratthani. Just a couple of pictures from this stretch of the journey. It was an over night train so most of the journey was spent in a very much needed state of unconsciousness.



Moving on.



I guess this is us (Han, Dresh and me) recovering.



Sun-set.



Passing view.

Temperature drop!!!

I have been looking at the weather forecast for Tokyo over the last few days and am a little worried. The temperature there has been averaging in the low teens (centigrade). It is not so much the cold itself that worries me, more the drastic drop from experiencing temperatures averaging in the high 30's for the past month and a half, to an coping with an over night adjustment of almost 30 degrees.

Also, I have only really packed for mild autumn weather, thinking that I might find some more serious winter wear along my travels, but of course, Thailand being the tropical mecca that it is, there is not much in the way that sort of clothing. I did spy some woolen jumpers in some of the stalls on Khoa Sarn road, so I will have to pay them a visit before I leave Thailand late on Thursday night.

One thing that I have found to be fortunate though, is that the hostel that I am booked in at in Tokyo -- Sakura Hostel -- is right near the sporting, camping and hiking store district know as Supotsu Yotengai. So I am sure to find what I need there, but with stores like North Face and Patagonia I am likely to end up paying through the nose. Any how, I think it will be good to get a bit of a change of weather for a while.

The one main thing that I learnt in Singapore is that I need weather, and differentiation in temperature or else I start to go a bit loopy. My 12 days in Singapore seemed like one long day as there was very little temperature difference between day and night as well as between days. I found myself looking back with affection at Melbourne and her cool changes and general mixed bag of conditions. Malaysia and Thailand were much more manageable as the nights were noticeably cooler which helped in terms of subconsciously defining the days.

Well, now on to longer nights and shorter days, and the job hunt...

Sunday, March 13, 2005

Koh Pha Ngan - Part 3

Ok, so I have been lagging a bit I promised a bit more on Koh Pha Ngan so here it is although perhaps a much more condensed version than what I had imagined it would be.

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The great thing about staying at Haad Yao on the island is that it was quieter area where you could lazy around all day, doing nothing more than lying on the beach, go for a swim, play frisbee, eat and drink. At night, a short hike up a very steep hill got you to a little bar called "The Magic Bar". It is set back from the beach front but because of its elevation affords a great view of the little bay over the top of the bunglows that line the shore. It was chilled-out place where you could go and sit on the Thai floor cushions (sorry not sure of their actual name), drinking a beer while watching the lights of the fishing boats as they bobbed up and down out at sea.

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Scooters! Scooters every where. You can hire them for cheap and they are the favoured mode of transport. But definately keep your eyes open for them as the main rule of the road over here (here as in Thailand as a whole) is that the less wheels you have and the less technology involved, the less and less the rules of the road seem to apply.

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There is more, but in the nature of blogging being a medium of the now, it seems that that "more" is now trapped in the amber of memory, waiting for some new connection to string it forth back in the living present. Until then, I think I will leave the Koh Pha Ngan story where it currently sits - awesome memories for all who were there, Matty, Nat, Han, Mariah, Dresh, Raoul, Nina, Zaza and Jules.

Saturday, March 12, 2005

well duh!?

walked around chaing mai today, took only about an hour to walk half
of the main city square, so you can get sense of how small a place
this. it is a welcome break from the frantic pace of bangkok, but
don't let that fool you in thinking you are not taking your life into your
own hands everytime you cross the road.

it seems that today in trying to find sanctuary and quiet in the heat i
was greeted only with the smirk of various golden Buddhas as they
reflected in their wisdom that which we are yet to discover, but which
we already know. in the smirk, i found a look saying you are looking
in the wrong place, you will not find it in temples, in aged mytical
or crazy old fools. look not in me but in you, perhaps that is why the
eye reflects as it does and does so infinitely.


so in some ways it seems quite fitting that i find that sanctuary that
i sought at the start of the day in the same place that i began it, in an
air conditioned internet cafe, at the technological altar that is the
keyboard. communicating with that other, outside of self and the self
all the same.

so now what for me? pause here for moment and then ... there really is
no "and then" though. all goes to plan i will be in japan before the week is out.

Thursday, March 10, 2005

Every silver lining has a touch of grey.

Today was probably the darkest day of my travels so far. I woke up at 4am not feeling fantastic and things just deteriorated from there. I was planning on getting an early start and heading to Pai, about 110 km out of Chiang Mai. I had my bags pretty much packed but wasn't counting on a viscous bout of food poisoning. It seems that the furtherest I would shuttling today would be between the bed to the convenience, which in this case thank God was quite convenient as it was all mine and only a few paces from the bed. Having said that, the move between the two felt like the hardest sections of the trek I completed only a few days ago now.

I tried to listen to music to take my mind off things, but not even Jerry could not pull me out of the dark emotional funk that I was descending into. I tried to talk myself around, trying to notice improvements in my condition, and trying to remain aware of any signs of dehydration. I gave myself a couple of time limits as to when I would try to take a shower and get a move on outofthe room, those time limits all came and went. Finally with thoughts of the joys of home, a home I now longed for like I never imagined I could, and with the knowledge that I was fast running out of a very precious paper commodity I willed myself (actually more like hobbled very disgruntled into the shower). I was conscious too of the fact that I was going a bit stir-crazy in the 7 by 5 meter cell I found myself in.

It was around 2 in the afternoon when I got out of the shower. It then took me, through a whole lot of debating and a lengthy self motivating dialogue another half an hour to get dressed and head out into the smoggy 37' degree day that awaited.

I got out of the guest house at about 2:30 and stumbled the 4 or so blocks down to this vegetarian restaurant I had discovered almost a week before - I remembered spying on their menu a couple of teas which were touted as being just the thing for food poisoning, dehydration and its usual accompaniments.

Upon getting there I was greated warmly as I had been one of their only repeat customer of late, which I no indication of the quality of food, which is excellent, but rather due to it heading into the low season and the restuarant being down a small side street. The place is called Baan Chock Dee - Restuarant & Cafe, and is run by Amm and Marc. It is the only all vegitarian food place that I have found in Chaing Mai and it has a great selection of western and Thai veggie dishes inculding a full range of veggies burgers. But the real charm of the place is not just in it's selection of food, but in the warmth of Amm and and her family and friends as they mill about the place - you get a real sense of community and a close knit unit who is always open to new company.

On the day that I arrived, I was shown genuine concern at my condition, as they advise the best course of dishes and teas. It was still very early in the game so my stomach wasn't up to the challenge, but they engaged with in conversation which took my mind off things and then in a few hours of dominoes which I highly reckomend as a distraction from disgruntled bowels.

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I have actually written this post over a numbe of days, not feeling up to finishing it in one sittig for obvious reasons so the time might seem a little fluid as you read through it.

I went back to Amm's place last night and had a bigger meal and again the dominoes were brought out. A few more hours lost and then an early night.

Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Back in the world of the Wheel

I already started to miss the jungle and the world of bamboo as soon as I got into the back of the truck after the final part of our organized trek which was bamboo rafting. Despite the harsh environment (actually it was quite beautiful, peaceful and understanding apart of course that is from the rooster which were intent to announce the arrive of dawn in every city in every time across the globe all through the night), and aching muscles, the jungle felt so much more like home than the hum, buzz and clang of the city as the wilderness was lost further and further behind the cross hatched tarmac of urban density.

Back at the guest house, I have a private room with a mattress which feels as though it has been compacted over the years by several processions of elephants so that it is now as firm as 6 by 4 piece of pine covered in cloth. On the up side however, I do have a private bathroom with a hot shower which is a God send.

Another down side however, is that the walls in the guest house are paper thin and as such you can hear the most intimate of whispers down the hall if only the guests were kind enough to discourse in whispers. Not to matter though, I have invested in a set of ear plugs through which only half of the noise seeps through, and then at such a distance as to only vaguely alter the course of your dreams. Other than that I am left to the gentle hum of my brain, or maybe that is just the noise ear plugs make as they try to expand inside your ears. Oh, bring back those roosters.

I think that I will check out tomorrow and head to a place called Pai, a bit further north. I am not exactly sure what is up there, but I have heard it is a good place to go and do nothing except lie in a hammock and read a book all day; or maybe even make a bit more head way with what I am doing with my life at the moment.

Back in Chiang Mai

Got back to civilisation yesterday after a 3 day trek in the jungle which I will write more about once I have composed my thoughts a bit better. In the mean time however I have booked my ticket to Japan - I fly out on the 20th which gives me a little bit of time to look for a job when I get there before the start of school term. It actually only gives me one week, and most jobs will have already been filled so Iam really relying on the "cold feet" syndrome in which some teacher pull out at the last minute. I have been in contact with one Aussie over there who did rock up at about the same time and found a position no worries so I will just have to wait and see what happens. I still have the Aeon option, however, there is not as much stress there as they hire all year round. Once in Japan I will have to attend interviews all over the shop so it looks to be back to hectic schedule by the end of March.

I hope all goes well, however if things don't pan out I am thinking of heading across to Taiwan to try and get a teaching gig over there. Perhaps not as appealing as Japan, but I think over all I will be able to save a lot more money for the next leg of the journey if I do end up there.

Saturday, March 05, 2005

I just can't seem to sit down and do my assignment.

I have been trying now, since I was in Bangkok maybe three or four days ago (it is very easy too lose track of how much time has passed over here, not mention not having a clue as to what day of the week it is)to sit down and fix up my resume to apply for a English teachers position in Japan. The agency that I am planning to apply through is called Aeon, and they require a 500 words essay to be entitled, "Why I want to live and work in Japan". All that is not too difficult, a 500 word essay is a walk in the park compared to preparing a lecture the day before it is to be delivered, and while updating a resume can sometimes be a pain in the butt, it is essential merely a formal process. No, my main problem is that every Internet cafe that I have come across here in Chiang Mai is purely an Internet cafe. Ok, so I know that they are not claiming to be anything other than that, but when they offer services like CD burning, memory card reading etc. you would think that an occasional machine with Microsoft Word on it would not go astray.

Well I guess that it is all part of the strange challenge that rise up to meet you when you are on the road. I have to be out of Thailand by the 22nd of March, so am wanting to at least secure an interview or two before I arrive in Japan. Ah well, it looks like I am to get reacquainted with the limitations of using Word Pad and the accompanying frustrations.

Friday, March 04, 2005

Early line-up for Fuji Rock Festival released.

Fuji Rock Festival from the 29th July to 31st.


Check it out the early list of artists to appear:


http://www.fujirockfestival.com/artist/

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Fresh mountian air

Bangkok is definately a city where it is good practice to breath through your nose -- while you will still be sucking in mega pollutants it is better than gulping it down by the mouthful.

I leave for Chang Mai tonight, and get there around mid-tomorrow - and I don't have to tell how much I am looking forward to cleaner air.

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Koh Phangan ... Part 2 - some photos

Just some photos of full moon party and aftermath. These are in no particular order:



Sitting spun on the rocks in a place we alikened to Mecca looking out at the party.



Super-spun.



Haad Rin Party Crowd No. 3



Haad Rin Party Crowd No. 2



Han, just making a quick call home to let the folks know that he hasn't caught the bird flu.



Car sick on the way home the next morning.



Car sick on the way home the next morning part 2 -- or -- "Why you so quiet Han?"



Party lights 01



Bucket Time



Morning set



Party ligths 02



Haad Rin Party Crowd No. 4



Han, Nat and Matty, warm up session before heading to Haad Rin



Haad Rin Party Crowd No. 1



Absolutely cooking.



Lunch (before) ... believe me you do not want to see the after photo.



Full Moon Gathering - from the bottom: Mariah, Matty, Nat, Han and me.