Songkhla
Eliza and I got back this morning from a 5 day trip to southern Thailand. I'd been wanting to see this area, and since it's a 17 hour train ride from Bangkok, I figured it's not a trip we'll likely be taking with three young kids. We both had a great time - Eliza liked the beach, the monkeys, and the hotel room. I enjoyed the food, the freedom of exploring on a motorcycle, and the people that we met. We went just about as far as is considered safe (because of the rebel groups that have been fighting for independence from Thai control for the past four years in the southern 3 provinces). While we were there I read in the paper that there had been an attack on soldiers and teachers in the southern part of Songkhla province - an area I had that very morning been considering exploring. So, we stayed closer to town instead.
Here are a few pictures...
Songkhla province has a series of long sandy beaches which were surprisingly empty. It's apparently not a popular spot with foreign tourists and Thai people prefer to sit under the shade trees to eat and talk instead of sunbathing or playing in the water.
Friday, however, was a school holiday and when we walked down the beach we attracted this crowd of kids - all eager to see Eliza and to practice their English ("Good afternoon!" "Welcome to my school." How old are you?" "My name is?" (that last one is apparently the way that many Thai kids learn to ask "What is your name?")) Eliza is used to attracting a fair amount of attention in Bangkok - but in Songkhla it went to a whole new level.
For two days we rented a motorcycle and had a lot of fun exploring on our own. The first day we visited an island in the middle of a huge lake and on the way back decided to follow signs for a mangrove forest and cemetery (unusual in our part of Thailand since Buddhists cremate their dead). We never found the mangrove forest, but we did find the cemetery in the middle of a small Muslim fishing village. This place was markedly different from anything else that I've seen in Thailand. The streets were narrow, there was a mosque on the hill in the middle of town, and there were goats and sheep running around all over the place.
While we were driving through the village, a man greeted us from the sidewalk and I stopped to talk with him. He quickly invited us out to a little house built on stilts over the lake to rest and talk. He brought us some food and water and told us more about that area.
To get to this house on the water we had to walk across a series of logs with only a very rickety bamboo fence to aid with balance. Surajai carried Eliza on his back - good thing for her, because I'm not sure if I could have gotten her there and back safely!
Another day we drove south of town and met Man, a squid fisherman who lives in a small house just across the road from the beach. He invited us back to his house and had his mother-in-law boil these huge shellfish for us. Then we went to the beach with a small gang of kids and hunted for crabs and crabs in the surf. Eliza stripped down to her underwear and joined the kids in the water. Then we sat in the sand and ate the shellfish (and Man ripped apart the crabs they had just caught and ate them raw). It was a privilege to enjoy this kind of hospitality.
We also visited the Songkhla Zoo (Eliza's reward for patiently putting up with all of our running around). It had the typical pros and cons of a Thai zoo. A lot of the cages were empty, but on the bright side you could strip leaves off of the bushes and feed them to the giraffe. And we got to watch a black panther being fed a piece of chicken dangling far above his pen from a pulley system. The zoo keeper made him jump and miss a few times before putting the meat within range of his leap.
All in all, it was a very enjoyable vacation - and Eliza was a good traveling partner. Here she enjoys a fried chicken leg at sunset.
Now we're looking forward to having Candice and Claire back at the end of this week!
-Tom
