Hi Everyone,

I arrived today, made my way to the hotel (which I’d found online using latestays.com), and right off the bat liked it that they had a flat rate to the hotel–no mystery with the taxi driver taking the long route (like in BKK) to make more baht. I even paid the women at the airport who were running the show. : ) Okay, all my women friends are smiling; I can feel it.

And as soon as I got squared away at the hotel, i.e. unpacked, got the safety box reset for my only little personal code, spocked (i.e. “checked”) out the pool (nothing to write home about in too great of detail, but it is wet . . . and there IS one), I set out to explore the city. After walking only a few yards, I saw a sign for a Thai Farm cooking school endorsed by the Lonely Planet. “What’s this?” I thought, so I took the turn and before you can say piggely wiggely, I’d booked the last spot with the group tomorrow (through Nicole, a lovely woman originally from Belgium with two lovely Thai/European daughters by her side).

You can check it out at: http://www.thaifarmcooking.com/. Looks really fun! And . . . maybe I’ll learn something!

Then, I continued on my way and found wat (temple) after wat. There are m a n y! I think Friday (my last day here) will be the day to rent either a scooter or bicycle and explore the area ( and many wats) on wheels.

Okay, I hadn’t been here long . . . just a matter of hours, really, when I realized that I prefer this city to Bangkok. Maybe it doesn’t have the groovy transportation that BKK has (the BTS and MRT), but it just feels better. Literally, it feels better against my skin. And when I realized that I really needed to buy another chip thing for my camera, I found that the people are really nice and helpful. No, 7-11 didn’t have them like one lady thought, but they told me where to go: “Na ba sa.” What does that mean? Your guess is as good as mine. But heading of in the direction that the clerk at 7-11 pointed, I held those words in my head, “Na ba sah.” And then, when I asked a smiling young guy, “Na ba sa?,” he pointed in the same direction and said, “That way, then right.” And how many minutes? He thought long and hard . . . “Maybe five?” And on I continued, for about 10, it felt like, which was probably 2. : )  Then I asked another smiling Thai man who said in perfect English, “The night market is two blocks down. Take a right in two blocks. But why do you want to go there? Today you go to the walking street market.” Because I need a da kine for my camera. “Okay, okay,” he said.

And as I continued on, I heard the beautiful sound of monks chanting. Glancing towards the sound, I discovered that there was yet another wat. And this one was the surrounded by the most enchanting light. Yes, of course I changed my route for the sake of stopping and listening. It was beautiful, calming, a refreshing sound in this second largest city of Thailand. And then, the most adorable young monk turned, caught my eye, and we exchanged the simplest of smiles. “Yes,” I thought to myself, “It feels better here.”

After a while, I continued on my way to find a Kodak store, and get a memory card for my camera. Ah, just what I wanted, I thought, as I passed a bead shop with strings of hanging rope on the side. Yes, my turquoise/citrine bracelet broke again! This time it was on the boat yesterday after returning from the “famous” beach from the movie The Beach. But in the way that told me that these stones are still to stay in my life, they fell right below where I sat on the bow of the boat, landing on one of two black backpacks belonging to the English people onboard. That is, they all landed there except one citrine. Seems one of the five citrines needed to take a walk-about.

“What the heck are you talking about Susan Jane?”

Well, believe it or not, I saw this bracelet during a meditation while I was in Idaho earlier this year. I told my husband, “I think I need to go to a consignment store and find this bracelet which I saw in meditation.” And on April fool’s day (I kid you not! lol), we did go to a really cool consignment shot in Sun Valley, Idaho (which just happened to be the day of their fun sixth anniversary party complete with free pupus and pleasant jazz, original art by an incredible young artist named  . . . oh, I hope I’ve got this right, Ashley Dreyfus . . . ) where I looked at their jewelry section and saw it! It’s the one you saw in an earlier post. The one on my wrist outside the jewelry shop which repaired it.

So  . . . to finally get to the point, I bought some wire/string/something or other for 50 baht just down from the store with the camera chip. I think I may just tie it around my neck rather than have it repaired yet again.

Oh, and to back up, earlier while wandering around (and at this most wonderful Sunday market that the Thai man told me about and that I’d already been to), I’d decided to have a snack. As I sat on a child-sized chair at a comparably sized table and ate a most delicious vegetarian noodle something or other (covered in sweet and sour sauce with crunchy garlic to boot!), I heard this lady and her son speaking something that sounded like German. Meanwhile, the little blonde, blue-eyed kid of about five years old kept turning around and s t a r i n g at me! (I just smiled back : ). We three just happened to get up about the same time, so I struck up a conversation, “Is that German I’m hearing?” (said in German, of course)

“Yes, but we come from Austria so we have a heavy accent,” she said with a smile. And with that we struck up a fun conversation, visited a bit, and then parted ways.

After running into her three or four more times in the matter of minutes! (and this is a BIG market), I realized that I needed to give her my card. Who the heck knows, we might just meet up again in Austria . . . or on Kauai. Anything’s possible.

And . . . in that same way, I struck up a conversation with an Aussie family as I was down by the night market, “You do know about the special Sunday market, don’t you?”

They didn’t. And as we five walked in the same direction towards this most incredible market, we discovered that we had something in common: a love of Kauai. This beautiful family from Melbourne has been to Kauai twice and will most certainly go back again someday. Yep, time to pull out another card!

Warning Tony, we might just have the w o r l d show up on our doorstep some day! : ) But hopefully, not all at once . . .  : )

Okay, the point of this entire missive/entry/glob post (plug in the word(s) of your choice), is that I’ve safely landed in Chiang Mai and have a good feeling about the place. Anyone thinking of taking the CELTA course in Thailand, you might want to check out the school(s) here. Maybe you too would like the feel of the place better. : )

And I thought I was going to tell you about the Krabi area . . . that’ll have to come at a later date. Suffice it to say that some people find it very beautiful. I found it very interesting. I really enjoyed the people I met and loved it when a group of young German kids asked, “Are you German?” No, I’m American, I replied to their befuddled faces. Hmm, next time I might just answer in the affirmative and see how long I can get away with it. : )

I also got many chances to speak French. Pretty cool, really, this mix of people from all over the world who converge at these southern Thailand destinations. One young man from China was intrigued with how I was able to dive “deep” while snorkeling. Not sure if he understood my explanation, but a part of me gets a chuckle (and pleasure) at the image of him trying; I hope he succeeds!

I’ve borrowed another photo from online. This one’s of the market that’s currently taking place about 18-feet away from where I sit.

Oops, it wouldn’t let me add it . . . go here if you’re interested: www.flickr.com/photos/fortes/89943055. Maybe it’ll work . . . maybe it won’t. If not, just google the Sunday market in Chaing Mai, and I bet a zillion of photos will  come up.

Okay den, signing off. Gotta get to bed at a decent hour so that I’ll be ready to join the cooking lesson train. Now that’s a ride, I don’t plan to miss!

Love to you all; sending wishes of peace and contentment wherever you may be and with whomever you may be.

In the light,

Susan Jane