The first 5 days in Bangkok were very frustrating without the Internet connection at my brother’s because it’s far away from any wifi hot spot coverage and I didn’t realise that MacBook Pro hadn’t internal modem. Who would have thought of that? We are taking broadband for granted. I had to carry the laptop around the city to get connected.
Eventually, I bought Apple USB Modem for a reasonable price, 2,000 Baht, from iStudio at Siam Discovery Centre. Now I am on the Net but have to get used to 56.6 speed.
Stilgherrian is following up Australian election. It turns out to be a boring one for him. Well, he’s going to see something different here with Thai General Election. It starts today with live coverage on the draw of party list election number. The draw has two stages. The preliminary sets the order for the party leaders to come up to draw the actual number for the election.
This is crucial to get an auspicious number: one and nine. Logically, they are easy to remember. However, most parties rely on superstition because there are not many differences in the policies. After the disintegration of Thai Rak Thai Party, its members moved across all over to other parties, as Thaksin bought them to upsized his party then, or formed new ones. So far I see the same old politicians in new parties, some are now the leader. One of them, Sanoh Thienthong of Royal People Party, who won the luckiest number, nine, gives an interview. He blabs how the event went into his favour not much of his manifesto. I can’t be less convinced.
I finally make it to Thailand after six years of moving to Sydney. It is a bit of culture shock for me. The new international airport, Suvarnabhumi, is so huge that it takes 40 minutes to walk to the immigration. The duplicated paintings of famous Thai artists’ artworks are enjoyable. Anyway, the selection is quite narrow, just representing the beauty of old Thai lifestyles and values and losing the touch of modern Thai culture. But you cannot win a tourist propaganda, no doubt. They will see the chaos and fall in love with it when they pass these posters anyway.
I stay at my brother’s house which is not far where I grew up. The morning sunlight beam from the back into the house intrigues me. It is an empty marshland behind the wall in the back. There are still places like this in the working class suburb even though the area is more occupied by people. I actually hear birds that I did not notice before making photographs in Sydney. Photography does not just teach us to see but also to listen as well.
When the evening falls, old friend of mine gather at the place for a few drink but we decide to move on because another party is singing Thai karaoke country-pop songs and sharing it to the entire neibourhood. No one seems to mind except us.
At a beer garden, I have to try this new invention. It is a 3-litre Singha decanter, keeping the beer cool with an ice tube in the centre of the cylinder. We do not have to put ice in the beer anymore. Have I mentioned we put ice in the beer? 7 hours drinking is the way to go on the first night in Bangkok.
Reflection of the Footbridge across Yarra River, Melbourne. In my mind, its modern feature stands out from the other bridges and the nearby Victorian Flinders Street Station but goes with the Southbank complex on the other side. And I still found some modesty when I cross over it. Honesty, it looks better in the reflection.