Food in Thailand is amazing. In addition to all the restaurants – of every nationality – there are the street vendors. They set up shop everywhere, and some roads are so thickly lined with them that you walk through a corridor of them for miles.
Here are some of my more interesting culinary experiences.
Where possible, I’ve tried to link to a recipe that I think would accurately reproduce the dish.
If you can find the entrance, which is denoted by a small sign hidden amongst lots of shrubbery, you can pay 100 baht to enter the Museum of Insects and Natural Wonders in Chiang Mai, Thailand.
Here you can find a multitude of wonders. For example, the round hanging objects in the picture below are massive bee hives. Other wonders include termite mounds (empty), butterflies, geodes, vulture eggs and preserved specimens of all Thailand’s 459 varieties of mosquito.
You shouldn’t read this post if you have a delicate stomach.
Click through with caution.
Manalive by G. K. Chesterton is the story of a man who blows in on a wild wind, straight into the garden of an English boarding house, bringing confusion and wildness. His effect on others is like a draught of wine that goes straight to the head, or the view from a tall tree just climbed. He fills others with wonder, and confidence, and desire for all the right things. He prompts people to say, as Michael Moon does, “Let us go and do some of the things we can’t do.”
A few of the more interesting articles I’ve read about Thailand. Will updated as I go.
Thai Literary Trends: From Seni Saowaphong to Chart Kobjitti
“For what purpose can the beauty of the moon serve us when people are dying from starvation? The obligation of an artist lies in looking straight at distressing spectacles.”
Phuket is an island in the south of Thailand that is famous as a having some of the world’s best beaches.
We got to Phuket Town in the afternoon, too late to go to the beach because the songthaews stop running at 3 or 4. We went for late lunch, and the town was as dead as a ghost town. It was hot, and dry, and everything seemed dirty in the afternoon light. That evening, we decided to try again. After all, Phuket Town is a backpacker’s paradise, it should be easy to find something to do. The town was clearly geared towards handling massive amounts of tourists; there were hostels and restaurants all over the place. And while it was more lively at night, with more people out and about and music playing somewhere, it was as though the party was always just out of reach, always just a few blocks away. We never did find the party, but we found some nice bars, including this one that was decorated in vintage electronics and wouldn’t have been out of place in Austin:
On our way to find breakfast, a smiling middle-aged Thai man approached us and asked us where we were from. We talked for a little bit. He was a teacher at the nearby university. By the way, did we know that today was a Buddhism holiday? No, we do not.