Monthly Archives: February 2013
I think I mentioned this in a previous post- but there are many transgendered people in Thailand and the culture generally accepts this lifestyle. We went to a restaurant in Bangkok that had a sign that said “No Lady Boys Allowed.” I said we couldn’t eat at a restaurant that discriminates against anyone. In Bangkok, there are a lot of “shady” things that go on, so some restaurants and hotels try to discourage this activity- but lady boys need to eat, too!
I had a great photo idea of putting lipstick on Jesse, Alex, Maddux and Lennon and pretend like we were going into the restaurant that banned lady boys. Then the next picture would be of them being asked to leave. No one was on board. Maddux even said no and he always finds my ideas funny!
The lady boys tend to truly enjoy saying hi to the kids. In the picture – this person helped us order the shakes and talked to us for quite awhile. She couldn’t get enough of Lennon’s curly locks and blew kisses as she walked away.
These photos were taken after we ate at a little noodle shop that we went to with Alex, Melissa and their guide, Tanya. We loved the food and the owner/noodle maker guy was pretty interesting. He showed us a picture of an x-ray of his double hip replacement! The guy seems to be in his late 50s. He makes the noodles by sitting on big wooden poles or something and putting his body weight onto them. From years of this repetitive movement – he wore down his down his hips! That’s devotion. Apparently, you need to be half naked to get the job done- it’s such hard work. No shirt, just some light weight white pants and bare feet. Just goes to show you, you don’t need a bunch of hi-tech equipment to make good food. You also don’t need a fancy dining room to eat it, either. The tables looked like metal operating room tables, the chairs were flimsy red plastic stools and that was the restaurant with the ‘no farting’ policy. I suppose the no farting policy does help it lean a bit closer to being classified as a fine dining establishment.
The fruitshakes everywhere we’ve been in Southeast Asia have been heavenly! We can’t get enough of them.
It was SO unbelievably hot at the temple. My hair was wet and I had to wear that horrific polyester stink bomb of a shirt, but i summoned my inner Buddha to power through. There was a big basin of water where you’d dip a flower in and let the water droplets fall on your head to bless them (bring good luck.) I got myself and everyone around me, too.
The amount of people at this place was ridiculous. I swear if you let your body relax, the crowd would move you.
Right behind us was the temple of the emerald Buddha. It is actually made of jade. It is on a high pedestal and you are not allowed to take any photos. The Buddha has three different “outfits” for the year (summer, rainy season and cool.) Only the king can change the garments. Their king is quite old so the next person in line (the crown prince) has taken over the responsibility.
You can not wear shoes in any of these temples or sit down with your feet directly facing any of the Buddhas.
When we got to the temple, they said Jesse’s pants weren’t below his knees enough, so he had to rent these. I laughed for 20 minutes. He said, “I think wearing these pants are more disrespectful to Buddha than showing my legs.” I have a theory that the locals rent these pants to tourists to bring some levity to their day. The only people you see with these on (outside of temples where they are rented) are white people trying to fit in. The locals where western clothes, so it’s kind of funny.
Alex questioned my photo directing, but Melissa did a great job- notice her serious face next to the guard. She was game for anything. Alex did provide some incredibly well placed one liners that cracked everyone up!