yeh well
Saturday, 16 November 2013
Thursday, 7 November 2013
Thai Drivers - worst in the world
Let me start by making something very
clear from the start. I love Thai people. I frequently find myself
saying to myself “I love this place”. Whether I am riding my
motorcycle through throngs of market goers or walking through a
market or visiting a famous temple or even driving on major highways
through Bangkok, i find myself spontaneously saying under my breath
“I love this place”.
That being said let me now deliver the
point of this post. Thai drivers are not very good.
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Ran into a big truck full of earth and rock? Going to fast? Neither: LPG system blew up. |
Of course that does not mean all Thai
drivers. Not infrequently I recognise in a Thai driver all those
things that I count highly as attributes of a good driver.
And I'm not asserting that “farangs”
are better drivers. No. In Thailand the farangs are frequently as bad
or worse than Thai drivers. I recall just recently in Chiang Mai
sitting in a big 4WD driven by a farang who did not even see the two
girls caught on the center line between fast moving cars begging to
be freed from their trap. He simply did not register that they were
there. He exhibited the very essence of what I now assert is at the
heart of the atrocious driving in Thailand – lack of empathy. Or tunnel vision. Or lack of training. Unaware.
I read once that the Buddha defined
compassion as the act of “seeing” others. Not "looking at them" but
not being blind to them. Being blind to others is what all those
neuroscience and psychology studies tell us that the rich do. They
quite simply do not “see” those who are “lower”. You walk
along a street and there is a man with twisted legs and disfigured
arms holding a tin while he sings badly. The few cents that you might
give him make the all the difference in his day. But many people walk
by with hearts so hardened by their frequent acts of “not today”
that they no longer even see the beggar. He is just an object on the
street like a trash can or lump of concrete to be walked around, to
be avoided. We do not see him.
It came to me just recently that, here
in the heart of one of the most Buddhist countries on earth, the
majority of people, once behind the wheel of a motor vehicle, had no
theory of mind whatsoever.
I've tried to figure out what is behind
this apparent truth. For example it crossed my mind that it might
be to do with the fact that almost every car in Thailand has
reflective tinting which makes it impossible to see anyone in the
vehicle. This is mostly to do with keeping out the heat (or so I have
been told though I've seen no research to back it up). I've also
theorised that because most Thais
had mobile phones with games on them before they had cars, maybe they
drive like they play phone games. Who knows? The bottom line is that
Thais quite simply don't seem to realise that all the other cars on
the road have living breathing THINKING humans in them.
My sister in law is a fitness freak so
recently we went to watch and photograph her at an aerobics
competition. When I was parking the car there were cars forced to
wait for another car to exit a parking spot. A Thai woman simply saw
those cars as obstacles and tried to drive around them. Just like
people avoiding the beggar on the street she simply saw the waiting
cars as obstacles. That there might have been a reason for them
waiting did not cross her mind. She exhibited no theory of mind.She
behaved exactly as if she saw the other cars as not human objects.
On the highways oh my God. They are simply insane. They overtake at the most dangerous places and they
seem to lack any understanding of driving physics.
We recently drove almost 5,000
kilometers around Thailand – from the Malaysian border to the Golden
Triangle and back. We lost track of the accidents we witnessed and of
the insane behaviour of drivers. It's bad enough that many of the
roads are like the surface of the moon but with the Thai drivers it's
like threading your way through a mine field of death traps. They are often the silliest drivers I have ever seen anywhere on planet
earth. I have driven all over the world including places that left me
gob-smacked as to how insane the drivers were (Italy, Mexico)
but Thai drivers are so bad it takes your breath away.
So how to resolve the problem?
I've thought of a nutty campaign of my
own where I mass produce a poster that I then plaster on the wall
above the men's urinals at the PTT service stations (the most popular
places for drivers to fill-up) – something along the lines of “hey man, drive careful dude!”
It's a truly bizarre place – it's
the “wild wild west” in ever way except of course that it's the
“east”.
I really hope that as they all become
more middle class they will develop some road sense.
pop
update
since writing this piece they do as a whole seem to be improving
the pics above are recent though and all were close to where we live
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update
since writing this piece they do as a whole seem to be improving
the pics above are recent though and all were close to where we live
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Indian tourists killed in van crash on elevated road to airport
Saturday, 2 November 2013
ECC CELTA Phuket - test yourself.
I'm typical of the "baby boomer" generation. Apart from that meaning that I'm now old it also means that I experienced quite a few of those boomer generation "groovy things to do".
For example I have done the Goenkaji Vipassanā 10 day sit. That was, as anyone else who has done it will tell you, hell. It was tough. Maybe you don't know much about it but it's easy to explain - you sit absolutely still for long periods of time trying to dominate your body's natural and healthy inclination to move (and keep vital functions like your venous pump working). It's 10 days of torment that you afterwards wear as a crown of accomplishment: "I did the 10 day sit, man!".
I've also got a black belt in karate. If you've done karate you know what that means - if you've never done karate it's something that can't easily be conveyed. I did the Seido black belt grading - that means 40 fights at the end of a gruelling grading that pushes you beyond your limits and then further still. Man if you have a real black belt in karate then I totally respect you - it means that you can focus for a long time, years, and go through excruciating pain, humility and testing. Man, I did a black belt grading!
Yeh, I did a degree in computer science too - and got straight "A"s. That was kinda tough I guess though it's really just a case of slogging your way through it for 3 years and not wasting your time having fun like most of the other students.
There's lots of other trials and achievements that I could tell you about but let's leave the ones above as the "biggest" for now though really none of them compare to all the trials there are just getting by in life - like raising kids, keeping a marriage going, not killing or being killed by your workmates. You know what I mean I'm sure.
So comes my early retirement courtesy of the NSW State Government giving me a redundancy package.
OK, I'm pretty much done with big business and government and computers and everything else that has been my life until now. What shall I do that has any meaning? What can I do that I can look at and say to myself "you are worthy Murray".
I got it!
I'll be a teacher!
I'll teach English in Thailand where I have decided to "retire".
That's got to be honourable right?
Right.
Ok, so how do I become an English teacher?
After a bit of research (not enough as it turns out) I decided the CELTA course run by the ECC in Phuket was the right one for me - made sense that I'd do it in Thailand if after all I was going to teach Thai people English. Right?
Right.
ECC Phuket accepted me for the course (sheesh, I barely passed English in my HSC) and sent me a bunch of stuff to study (which of course I scanned and told myself "yeh I know all that duh!")
My last day at work then my flight to Phuket. The next day I went to visit the ECC. I met Robin - he was nice, gentle, offered aid with accommodation etc though my wife and I had already sorted all that out.
Two days later the course started.
Forget about anything you have ever thought was tough. Whatever you name I can tell you it was baby stuff compared to the CELTA. The CELTA course is tough - even if you are a natural English teacher with a bent in the CELTA way. It's work, solid work, for 4 weeks.
Frankly, by the end of the second week, I was sure I would either fail or drop out. I'm pretty bright, or was, up there with Mensa types, but bright "aint nuthin" in a CELTA course. You have to learn to teach English the CELTA way and the course tutors are masters of the way.
I stuck it out. I loved it as much as I hated it. There's no way to explain any of it except to say that if you ever contemplate doing the CELTA then the best advice anyone can give you is study English and study hard. Make sure you really know English grammar, function, spelling etc before you go.
The tutors at the Phuket ECC - well I loved them and hated them thoroughly - often both many times a day. They are not going to give you your CELTA certificate for free. They expect you to work for it and they "aint no dummies".
So, it's now a few months since I did the course. What can I say?
Here's my bullet point summary.
- Don't approach the CELTA course lightly - it's tough, it's rewarding but it is hard.
- Study English language as much as you can before you do the course.
- Don't try and mix the course with a rich social life - it wont work.
- Be tolerant of the fact that Phuket is not Sydney or New York. Their computers are old, adequate but old.
- Respect your tutors.
If you want to do the CELTA then ECC Phuket is as good as anywhere or better because it's in a lovely part of the world where lovely people provide wonderful food and hospitality. The ECC staff are great, professional, dedicated and human.
I'm happy to recommend them.
Yeh! I did the CELTA!
pop
Monday, 7 October 2013
Friday, 4 October 2013
Chian Yai
Quick trip to close an unused bank account.
Beautiful isolated town in Nakon Si Thammarat.
Have great dragon boat races.
But not today.
Thursday, 3 October 2013
Wednesday, 2 October 2013
Shopping at Makro shopping center - Nakhon Si Thammerat
This is Thailand
At the supermarket: Water bugs, grasshoppers, frog meat, crocodile....
:-)
At the supermarket: Water bugs, grasshoppers, frog meat, crocodile....
:-)
Sunday, 29 September 2013
Monday, 23 September 2013
Songkla watchung bulls on TV
After doing a "visa run" to Malasia at a Songkla beach hotel.
The bull fights are very popular here.
A couple of weeks later I got to go to the bull fights
Pretty intense
the betting seems chaotic
the bulls seem to enjoy it
and here - below - the chaos of free betting at the bull fights
Saturday, 21 September 2013
Bloody cold!
First time in all the years I've been coming to Pa Rakum (Southern Thailand - the tropics) I've had to sleep with a blanket. It got down to a shivering 25 degrees celsius. That's bloody cold mate.
It's usually over 30. Most days are around 35.
Everyone visiting the shop here is bundled up and complaining of how cold it was last night.
It rained for about 4 hours. The rainy season is starting. Cooling everything down.
Tomorrow I make a visa run to Malasia. That should warm me up. It's just that much closer to the equator.
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