Thursday, January 7, 2016

Yeah, Well, OK

Resort:  A place where people go for recreation, especially one with facilities such as lodgings, entertainment, and a relaxing environment. 
Relax:  To calm down; to become less severe or tense.

This place if fried.  This place is a fried egg.  What a collection of bums and ne'er-do-wells and very rich people.  Again, with the sweeping of the leaves on the dirty, crusty, oil-stained streets. A woman was working the curb across from me, three flights down, and she actually made a cab driver, slurping noodles, sitting on the back of his car, lift his feet so she could sweep under them.  There are buses puffing by, engines clackety-clacking or roaring or whining, in an astounding state of disrepair.  Guys in uniforms, all different but official looking, with ties sometimes, batons, orange reflector vests, jump into the street, whistle blowing, to try to stop the flow of traffic so that that cars can pull out without being T-boned.  The sidewalks are jammed with the seemingly impromptu, probably permanent street kitchens.  The scruffy parade streams by unabated.

How this all works together is beyond me.  Right behind our "resort" is the Chao Phraya River where tourist boats, water taxis, and huge commercial barges fly around, blowing into docks, deckhands with whistles signaling with different tones - long, short, staccato - to alert the skipper to Go!  Stay!  Move forward a little! - before jetting back into the mayhem.

In the middle of the city is a big ovoid city park.  It is many acres of burnt looking grass.  No trees or bushes or water.  It looks like the result of a slash and burn campaign.  Around and around go tuk-tuks and cabs and cars and the infamous buses, although they actually stop when you're in a crosswalk.  I think this place could blow-up spontaneously.  I think everywhere here is working undercover or is a snitch or looking for someplace to escape the long arm of the law.

Right across the street the karaoke bar, shuttered, crouches malevolently, dozing, waiting, scarfing a little rice and dirty water - that's all it needs.

There will be no relaxing here.

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