This morning I fetched water – six six liter jugs. Suffering from “Peter Pan” syndrome, I figured I can carry all 36kg the 16 floors up to my apartment. I brought a backpack to carry said liquid load. After I had paid, I loaded my back pack and raised it on my back…….holy f…ing smokes, Batman, this is heavy. After about five steps, I remembered the porters w saw in the Himalaya.
Like these two guys, who carried plywood boards from Lukla to Görak-Shep. We met theem early in the morning on a breezy high valley. They carried each about 50kg of boards not to mention the sail effect in the wind. To ease the burden a little, they bent theonupper body forward so that the baords on their backs were horizontal. Needless to say, I gained perspective on the comfortable 36kg on my back in a backpack. Then I reached the staircase. I conside myself to be in pretty good shape, but after the first half storey, the prospect of 15 and a half more storeys had my utmost attention. I started to think about the loads I had sampled on our way from Dugla to Lobuche – they almost snapped my neck, I am not kidding.
The porters are scrawny, sinewy men and they lug insame loads through the mountains, just so toursits can have a familiar candy bar or three-plied toilet paper at 5000m above sea level.
These loads were sets of lawn furniture, consisting of tables and assembled chairs, each pack weighed between 40kg to 50kg. That memory, powered me the up the stairs where an AC cooled room and a lemon juice were waiting for me. quite posh compared the reality of a porter on the Himalayan trekking trail. The porters are truly the unsung heroes – try walking for fifteen minutes in their shoes, should you feel the need to gain perspective.
This little post morning workout experiment reminded me once again, that hardship voluntarily chosen ends in comfort, while hardship imposed by circumstances stays hardship. The question is are we fine about it, do we care or are we not bothered by mostly faceless misery.
Alright, we all need to be able to sleep at night and I am not here to judge. Having said that – Stay Sharp.
Cheers Markus \m/
We had a phenomenal sunrise in Tuesday. It was so great that I delayed my run, just to take a few shots.
The color saturation has not been manipulated, it was such a true golden sunrise. Keep in mind that we are looking West and the sunrise we see is a reflection in the facades of the buildings. Needless to say, I had a good run afterwards.
The second image is only a consolation prize. A friend and I wanted to ascend one of Bangkok’s ghost towers, but to no avail. Steel pad-locks and unyielding guards cut this trip very short. So, when I saw the graffiti in one of the sois nearby, I just snapped it. Bummer.
Cheers and stay sharp
Alright, Thailand is in transition…in one of many transitions. One transition I find fascinating is the fight of a middle class to emerge. And immediately, as soon as there are a few middle class people, there are companies and fairs that want nothing more than to relieve said middle class from their hard earned money.
Enter The Money Expo. What di you make of that? Will there be different currencies on display? What could it be?
Better, yet, because Thailab is suffereing from ANYTHING 4.0 fever, the by line of the money expo is:”Financial Innovation 4.0″. I was attending tjis fair, since I was on the premises for another fair. This is what the Money Expo had to offer. – tons of banks throwing credit cards at anybody with a pulse, car companies, a dude selling Chinese made shoes and all other sorts of nick-nacks one can hope to charge money for. It was a lot of hype for nothing.
A few days later then, I was rewarded – although I really don’t know for what – with this view.
You’ve got to love it. I sometimes wonder if Westerners are just too chicken to pull a “manly staubt” like this? I know I couldn’t. But sau what you want, you’ve got to give the manad props for his cool, calm and courage.
How bad is the traffic in Bangkok? Well, I have said this before and I think it every day: Lately it seems like it’s getting worse. But don’t take my word for it, I have photographic proof. The space between the houses – and that includes sidewalks and the streets surface and the gutters…really wanted to drive home all-inclusivity if the diffferent spacwa betwen the houses, you see? – has become so overcrowded that car dealerships started to plant their test-drive cars to the side of the buildings. Not that anybody would ever want or even could begin to fathom a test drive BECAUSE IT IS AT BEST A TEST STANDING IN A TRAFFIC JAM. The inly judgement you could pass after an hour in the car is, hiw good/bad the seats are, legroom, acoustics, isolation from the outside world with all its noises, smells and pollution.
So there you have it, that’s how bad traffic in Bkk is.
Cheers Markus \m/…..oh, yes and please stay sharp – it is more important than ever in this “unique” global political climate.
You know, that something really profoundly upsetting is going on…something one ahould maybe be ashamed of, when a small massage shop puts up a sign like this:
When you see a sign like this – keep eding, you’ll see it – in any city, you know you are not in the US or in Europe anymore. Japanese, Korean cities are also highly improbable, too. Heck, Singapore and Kuala Lumpur do likely not qualify either – OK, maybe around the city limits. The vast majority of Russia and Mongolia is completly out of the question.
A year ago, one felt suicidal and forced a hot date with the front wheel of my road-bike. Nothing serious happened. My bike was fine (most important), I was a bit shaken and the lizard gave me an accusatory “Evil Eye”.
But this is all just a precursor to share the new signage that was installed in the park nearby. This one for example encourages bicyclists the ride their bike without their hands on the handlebar – carefully, though. It is part of the Thailand 4.0 initiative – everybody can try to join the circus.
On second glance, it could also emcourage people to read while exercising on their bike.
This last picture looks to me like a Charlie Brown tie – yellow with black stripes – it would match his yellow shirt with the zigzag black stripe around.
Alright then, stay sharp.
Cheers Markus \m/
…I made or saw makes me happy. I saw this flower, hanging on a wall and I stopped and looked at it and I smiled. I smiled, because of the beautiful colors and the unique shape.
After my morning run, Barbara and I declared this a “Lazy Saturday” – which means, reading until I nap. After which I noticed a paperclip on my desk lying there at a weird angle so it looked like a saddle.
And that was today…..so far. Gotta do something mundane now – towel the dishes.
Barbara has been making handbags for ages and she still does. And thus the paperclip gives an encore performance.