Water, Water, Everywhere


We are here for Songkran entirely by accident. It’s the Thai New Year April 13-15. The holiday is a water festival celebrated as the dry, hot season is ending and the rainy season will begin. It’s ritually a time for cleaning and renewal. Thais will bathe images of Buddha and give the house a good cleansing. Water is meant to ‘wash the bad away’.
So, what does this mean for the westerner… It means you get drenched… Everyday, wherever you go. People stand on the side of the road as if waiting for a parade to start. Thai children have barrels of water with bowls for throwing it like American children set up lemonade stands. The vehicle is stopped in the street and not allowed to pass until there’s been a proper soaking. The only way for us to participate is to fight back, so armed with the water guns purchased at the Big C at the beginning of the week and an arsenal of drums filled with water, we started out. Basically, you drive around and try to fire before fired upon. No one wins. Or maybe everyone wins, but no one is dry. That’s for sure.


Walk On The Wild Side


After our regular morning chores we had a couple of shorter walks with the elephants. The first, before lunch, was through the forest. There’s always a trade-off. This was bugs for shade. It’s amazing to watch the elephants eat bamboo (one of their favorites). They wrap their trunk around a stem of the bamboo and pull, but with just enough strength to strip the leaves off and leave the thick branches. It’s incredible what they can do with their trunk! It’s like an arm and hand, no bones, very muscular and flexible. The manipulation is fascinating.


The second and slightly longer walk was after lunch. We spent more time on the road. Imagine seeing that come down the highway at home! It was HOT, so we were all glad to have this end in another swim to bathe the elephants.


There’s a lot of elephant butts in my photos. πŸ™‚ There’s a reason for that. You would much rather be behind them than in front of them if there’s someplace they want to go. We get phenomenally close to these elephants, but that does not mean they are ‘safe’ from being an elephant. You must constantly be aware of your surroundings and on the walks especially. For such a large animal they are very quiet coming up behind you. It’s a bit of a shock to look over your shoulder when you sense someone is trying to pass you and what you see is a blurry glimpse of a trunk and ear as they try to catch up with their friends.

Did You Know That Even Non-Famous Geckos Make Noise? Well, They Do.


My morning task, along with two other volunteers, was to water the plants around the enclosure. Simple enough, right? I do this at home. I have a wonderful garden and I water the plants all the time. Nope. Here are three buckets. There is the pond. The pond is within the enclosure and the plants that need tending surround it. There is no irrigation system. WE are the irrigation system. It’s brutally hot and it’s 8:30am. Done. I have a new appreciation for my 100 foot hoses and hose connectors at home.
My 10:00am task to ‘shift poo’ at one of the fields was put on hold since the truck got stuck in the mud. So many questions… There are bins of elephant poo used for compost and the paper factory. This needs to be transported and broken down for use. We got the truck out and moving again and returned to the village. Too risky to keep going if it’s muddy. We were a group of five volunteers and a coordinator. Too many people to go missing, so we went back.
The elephants had a nice walk today. Certainly not as long as yesterday, but they’re happy to get off the chains for any amount of time. The walk ended at the enclosure and there’s alway sugar cane and swimming for any elephant that wants it. And what elephant wouldn’t.


What Time Does The Cock Crow? 3:30am… Ugh


I fed one of the babies today. This little guy was taken from his mother when he was about a year old. Babies will stay on mother’s milk for about three years. As a result he is malnourished. The owner can’t care for him properly and has agreed to let the Surin Project give him free food and care. He gets four bottles of rice mush with milk powder every morning. Have you ever seen anything so adorable?!

It was a quick trip out to the sugar cane field to cut today’s food for the elephants. The mahouts came with us and brought their machetes. We let them cut the sugar cane…they seemed to know what they were doing. πŸ™‚ Within minutes they had cut enough food to fill the truck. That’s where we came in. Load the truck.
Today is a long day for the elephants off their chains. We do a 5-6 mile walk with the elephants that ends in a swim… for everybody. This was incredible. The elephants LOVE the water and when we go in with them we can bath them. Basically, we give the elephants a good scrub with our hands. An elephant massage, really. After the long walk we were all enjoying the river.20120411-205834.jpg

Finally, before dinner we hit the local market. They sell EVERYTHING! From fruit and vegetables to donuts and pig’s heads, clothes to tools. Feeling a bit parched, I ordered a soda. It was given to me in a bag with a straw. Not the can or bottle in a bag, mind you. No. The gentleman opened the bottle and poured it over ice into the bag and put a straw in it. I browsed around, not looking for anything in particular as I sipped my bag of soda.

All In A Days Work


First day of manual labor. Just that sentence alone makes it sound horrible. It’s really not. My job this morning was to clear the older dried grass out of one of the elephant areas. It gets loaded into the truck and brought to a place where they grow more grass and the dried grass is used as a mulch. That was the morning labor. Easy enough. The elephants needed to be fed, so it was cucumbers for them. 20120410-212046.jpg

We explored the area a bit and were shown the ‘poo paper plant’. They actually turn elephant poo into amazing high quality artisan paper. Pretty impressive. Look for it in your local high end stationary stores.
The elephant cemetery was nearby. Within minutes of an elephant dying a monk is notified to bless and pray over the body. I have to keep reminding myself that despite the treatment some domesticated elephants get, they are a highly revered icon in Thai culture. It’s difficult to reconcile.
From here we walked the elephants to the water hole. It’s amazing to watch them play and relax in the water. This is one if the opportunities they get to be off the chain. You can see the joy they get from being in the water. They frolic, dive, roll around. It’s hilarious to watch. When the mahout calls for them to come out they seem to act like children that refuse to come out of the pool. Five more minutes, Mom! Please!!


Splish! Splash! I Was Taking A Bath


When I think of a bucket shower, I think of something a bit different. I envision an outdoor area with a wooden bucket sitting above you attached to a rope that one pulls to tip the bucket over on top of you. That’s not unreasonable, right? What we have is a bucket shower. There are two rubber containers filled with water and a bowl floating on top to be used to dump over yourself. It’s not glorious. You see a toilet…pro. There’s no flush technology…con. When you ‘shower’ there’s a large amount of space. It’s a fairly large room…pro. Everything gets damp/wet if it’s in that room…con. Maybe that last one will change once I get the hang of ‘showering’ this way. (I don’t know why I am using quotation marks around ‘shower’. It just seems like an impostor. Like its not the real thing.) At this point I am grateful that there’s a separate room (albeit in the back yard) that can be called a bathroom. It could be, and I’ve had it, a lot worse.


I Don’t Think There’s Turn Down Service Here



We transferred to the project sight today – a five hour bus ride, followed by a two hour ride in a smaller van. During the second leg of the trip we made a stop at Big C, a Walmart-like plaza, to pick up anything we may have felt we were missing. The common purchase for the group was water guns. I’ll get more into this later, but we will be celebrating Songkran, the Thai New Year at the end of the week. The water gun will prove to be extremely essential.
This program is much different than the reserve in Chiang Mai. We are in a village, staying with a mahout family in their ‘guest houses’. All the elephants here (and there are over 200) are privately owned. The main objective of the Surin Project is to end the domestication of Asian elephants. To do that one must understand why these people have them in the first place. It’s centuries old traditions and a very delicate situation for Alex, the project founder and coordinator. These animals are kept mainly on chains on the property of the mahout. My mahout family has two, a male and a female. They’re out back.
It bothered me to see these animals chained to a cement post. But, I understand they HAVE to be on chains. If you were to let 200 elephants free to roam in such a small area there would be twenty dead elephants the first day (not to mention the damage or destruction that could be caused to the village). I think it’s safe to say nobody wants that.
We were given our housing assignments and attended a welcoming ceremony headed by one of the mahout elders. In essence we were being prayed for and wished good luck. It was a wonderfully moving ceremony with ritual I can’t even begin to explain.
Tomorrow is a mystery so far. All I know at this point is breakfast is at 7.


Every Country Has Mall Rats


Dinner was at the shopping center attached to the hotel. WOW! Sensory overload. I’m no stranger to malls, but that doesn’t mean I like them. I’ve served my time as manager in a couple of mall stores, however, I am not a shopper. I am not your typical girly girl. If I am required to go to a mall then I need a plan. I need a route to getting what I need and getting out as fast as possible. I am girly in other ways.
So, this place, a shopping metropolis really, is four floors of chaos. All I want is dinner, but I’m not so hungry yet that will take the first place I see. No, I need to explore a bit, torture myself for a little while. Each floor has dozens of options. Oh, the noise.
Many places have lines of people waiting and while I know this a sign of good food, it’s not what I’m in the mood for right now. Floor three…
Now, my head is spinning. A pizza and pasta place! Ok, I can do that. It was quite good and I wasn’t expecting restaurant type service. You are seated, served, waited on. It’s not a food court experience at all.
I’m feeling much better now that I’ve got some food in me. I think I saw a chocolate desserty restaurant somewhere back there…

“My Idea Of Exercise Is A Good Brisk Sit” ~Phyllis Diller


I am leaving Chiang Mai today. I’m so glad I opted to head north in the country as opposed to hitting the beaches. Beaches are great, but I was really looking for culture with this trip. Chiang Mai was the better choice.
I am headed to Bangkok, but only temporarily. Tomorrow I leave for the volunteer program in the Surin Province. I will not actually be anywhere near the city I until my return from the program. Tonight I stay close to the bus station north of the city. This hotel has a gym and since there’s not much else to do this evening I’m actually looking forward to working out. Is that weird? Do other people work out when they travel? What do you do for a workout if no gym is available? I’ve always counted all the walking (I do a lot of walking when I travel) as a workout, but it’s so different than what I’m accustomed to at home. I brought clothes, a resistance band, and a jump rope figuring at least if I get the chance I will have options and it’s so easy to pack that. No excuses, right? Hmmph. After the days touring around so far I’ve been exhausted by the time I got back to the hotel.
Is anyone passionate about their workouts, even away from home? Or are you the ‘vacation means vacation from everything’ type?

Wat Did You Say? or Abbott And Costello Meet Buddha



What, I imagine, it would have been like traveling with Bud Abbott and Lou Costello in Thailand…

“Did you visit the Wat?”
“Visit what?”
“That’s what I’m asking.”
“You’re asking about… what?”
“You say that like its a question.”
“It is a question.”
“Well, you either did, or you didn’t.”
“I did or didn’t visit what?”
“That’s what I want to know!”
“You want to know if I visited a…what?”
“Yes! Wat!”
“I don’t know.”
Third base