Random rant #32 (nonconsecutive)

(copied from buzz, but not transliterated)

Its all the little things out here that are so very strange...The bus only kinda stops, so you have to run to it...the air conditioned one is 16 baht, the other one is sometimes free and sometimes not (no I have not figured out why, or how to predict). either way, I am likely to get steped on in places that I didn't think it was possible.
moterbikes are amazingly awesome. they do not obay the laws of traffic...or physics sometimes. if I take one, it will take about 15 mins to get to school. If I do not it will take 40. Today it took 70, but it was raining.
Thai time is kinda like almost time...it runs whenever it feels like it, possibly relitive to the sun. Logic is not...
and how did this road get over there....
Sometimes I feel like I'm in Thailand, sometimes the slums of Detroit, and sometimes the best resort in Arizona.
Welcome to Bangkok, please leave your sanity at the door.

--- additional note --- Now I have taken the boat. Its close to the school, but not so close to home. It is on a river, and its wet, and smells kinda funny, and its way awesome. ---

Death on wheels

So I have to get to work at 7:30 am. The first day I took a taxi, that took 45 minutes and cost 105 THB; and I was late. Its really amazing too, because I am only about 8 miles from work. The next day I got up earlier and left at 6:30 am on the bus. That was not so bad, but only because one of my student's recognized me and helped me navigate the bus system. Otherwise I would have definitely missed my stop.

Thursday I did not wake up so early and I would have been late, so I decided to take a motorcycle taxi.

It was possibly one of the most invigorating things I have done in my life. 50THB and we were there in about 12 minutes. The motorbikes do no seem to have to follow traffic laws, so they just kind of weave in and out of traffic as they please. Its both scary and amazing.

I had never ridden a motorcycle of any kind before in my life, but it was very exciting.

Thailand's eternal children

So, I think of all these great things to say, and these great titles during the week, and then by the time I get to a place that has internet access, I do not know what to say anymore. I remember I had come up with a great title for this next post...but I really do not remember what it was about, so...maybe I will come back and fix this later.

So I have survived my first week as a teacher. I have encountered some strange problems that I wouldn't have expected. Like why are my level 1's better at English then my level 3's? And how on earth do I answer the question 'why do we say noodles with an S, but rice doesn't have an S?' it defiantly makes me think.