Monday, September 16, 2013

Weekend/sept 14

 Some of this is play-by-play of the weekend, some is catching up the rest. Sorry for the mix of tenses.

Here I am at the Lanna resort now. I thought I was rooming with Jenny, just to find that apparently I've been put with a lady named Nongyao, a woman that everyone seems to pity me for being stuck with. Great. So glad they've just told me now instead of asking me when they asked everyone else. I guess they figured she can't speak much English, I can't speak much Thai so how horrible can she be to me? Only one night to find out...
The buffet was delicious. Tacos and alfredo! The best! I also had sushi and salad and tomato cream soup... Also had too many desserts, crepe and little cakes and a custard tart and a big scoop of ice cream that Tata fixed for me with whipped cream, chocolate syrup and sprinkles. Now I wish I had brought my running shoes. I'll have to run tomorrow for sure. I ate so much....

Not looking forward to this stupid dance we're supposed to do, but the Thais are great at laughing at themselves so it's a skill I'm working on picking up as well. I guess one dance is a small price to pay for a free buffet and a nice stay in a super comfy resort...

Well, I think it's safe to say we were the best dancing group, make of that what you will. I will try to have video evidence at some point, I know there were videos taken. At any rate, here I am in a showgirl headdress drinking the strawberry wine by myself because it wasn't to Alli's taste, wondering after the possibility of everyone getting me up on stage to sing. Tata has already dragged me up in front of the stage to "lead" a dance, and it became evident that I need more alcohol. It has been a blast so far, wackiness has definitely ensued. Re: earlier statement about Thais loving to laugh a themselves.

The night was overall a success. We sang, we danced, we drank... It was fun watching our fellow teachers let loose. After all their talk of staying up all night, the party shut down around 11 and we went off to our separate rooms. I stayed up with Tata and Ryoma for a while, then made it back to my room.
Safe to say I now know why the others pitied me. "Happy" Nong didnt say two words to me the entire weekend, but she left the TV on ALL night. When I got in around 130, I turned the volume down and tried to get to sleep, which I managed to do with the covers over my head. I heard her start to get up around 530 and I put the remote on the bedside table, hoping maybe she would turn the TV off since she was going to take a shower. Nope, she turned the volume right back up, blaringly loud, even though I was clearly not trying to be awake yet. While she was taking a shower, I grabbed the remote again and again turned the volume down--leaving the TV still on and hearable, mind you-- and put the remote by my pillow on my bed. Well, she came out and was just grumpy as all get-out. She started opening all the drawers and slamming them shut trying to find the remote; she slammed the bathroom door, and eventually packed all her things up and left, leaving all the lights on and the front door wide open. Since I could not get back to sleep after all that, I just turned off the TV and lounged for a bit before getting up myself. Several other teachers have now come up to me asking about what happened. Overall, it wasn't a big deal. It was just one night. The beds were really comfortable though, I would like to have been able to say I slept better.

On the way back, Ben, Char, Alli and I got off the school truck near Chiang Mai and caught a songtaew into the city. Ben went his separate way and the rest of us went to airport plaza to go shopping. Char needed some running shoes. We met Amaka at the mall and just hung around a bit. Had our usual Duke's for lunch--delicious chilli and a burger--and came back to Lamphun. 
Went out to a bar we like with MC that night. The band was pretty awesome. Alli was given a rose by a guy at another table, who then got jealous and pouty after the guitar player from the band started talking to us. Sorry, pouty rose dude, he knew more English. We ended up getting on really well with the guitar player, whose nickname was A and had good enough English that we could hold a good conversation. When we got up to leave, he came outside with us and insisted on a hug, apologizing for not being able to give us a ride home since he'd come on his motorbike. As we walked down the street, he came driving up with the singer and another friend in tow. I hopped on his bike, Char and Amaka hopped on with Gee, the singer, and Alli was with the friend. Got another hug as we got off the bikes. It was super nice of them all, and now we've got plans for Thursday. I love musicians!

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