Some things come around once in a decade.
Some things come around once in a lifetime.
Some things come around just once, like the eruption of your child's tooth, the girl whose smile you saw for seconds and whose name you never asked, and your whole life.
"A fellow will remember things you wouldn't think he'd remember... I'll bet a month hasn't gone by since that I haven't thought of that girl." --- Citizen Kane
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Day 7: I am back in Bangkok
I get to Bangkok at around 8 PM, stored my luggage for 100 THBs even. I grabbed my bottle of Bacardi, which had about 2 shots left in it, and left for Le Fenix. On the way, I saw this media group around a singer. He actually looked serious and not that fun.
I then dropped off my camera bag at Le Fenix, used their internet for about 10 minutes, which they kindly allowed and then headed for Shark's Fin Soup. I was hustled twice and ended up in an expensive seafood restaurant and paid about 700 THBs and almost $30 for that and the coffee. It was disgusting as I was also missing the girl.
The beds was awful. I told two of the prostitutes I met previously that I knew them and they were $60. One got angry and pour her drink over me. I tried to retaliate a couple of times but she was pretty deterous and stopped me and got me kicked out eventurally.
When I got to Johnny Walker's, I was even less pleased and disgusted at myself. I was never going to get better than that experience on the bus by looking here. I left by 2:30 to have some clams and shrimp for 100 THBs and talked to a 30 year old woman. I told her my story. She thought I was confused and should seek a shrink. I told her I now know exactly what I seek. We had mutual respect and I left on a taxi for the airport. On the way, there was a very attractive Thai girl that did the peace sign to me. I think she was just being friendly. But whatever could have happened was nothing compared to the bus girl. I smiled and did not stop the car. The driver was fun, too. He was only 2 years older and has a girlfriend in college. He said he goes to massage parlor once a year and she is okay with that. That was funny. He said he would invite me to his wedding in 2 years. The ride to the airport was only 185 THBs. I gave the driver 200.
I had an assortment of seafood for 100 BHTs.
I then dropped off my camera bag at Le Fenix, used their internet for about 10 minutes, which they kindly allowed and then headed for Shark's Fin Soup. I was hustled twice and ended up in an expensive seafood restaurant and paid about 700 THBs and almost $30 for that and the coffee. It was disgusting as I was also missing the girl.
The beds was awful. I told two of the prostitutes I met previously that I knew them and they were $60. One got angry and pour her drink over me. I tried to retaliate a couple of times but she was pretty deterous and stopped me and got me kicked out eventurally.
When I got to Johnny Walker's, I was even less pleased and disgusted at myself. I was never going to get better than that experience on the bus by looking here. I left by 2:30 to have some clams and shrimp for 100 THBs and talked to a 30 year old woman. I told her my story. She thought I was confused and should seek a shrink. I told her I now know exactly what I seek. We had mutual respect and I left on a taxi for the airport. On the way, there was a very attractive Thai girl that did the peace sign to me. I think she was just being friendly. But whatever could have happened was nothing compared to the bus girl. I smiled and did not stop the car. The driver was fun, too. He was only 2 years older and has a girlfriend in college. He said he goes to massage parlor once a year and she is okay with that. That was funny. He said he would invite me to his wedding in 2 years. The ride to the airport was only 185 THBs. I gave the driver 200.
I had an assortment of seafood for 100 BHTs.
斷恒不過小兒懶
春風不受宮墻管
幾聲長嘆
長嘆長盼
好事偷換
風流有幾段
書香不曾志氣短
詩完不覺月已半
一種空亂
空亂空幻
濕破襤衫
杯中虛盡歡
Day 6: HCMC to Bangkok
I said goodbye to Tu at 7 AM after having breakfast (beef noodles).
In the morning, I went to HCMC police at about 8 AM. They then wrote me a report and refused to do anything beyond. I got to VNPT, which is again supposed to be their post office, and spent about 2 hours trying to get something out of them based on the information I have (the time of the call and my phone number). They were trying to be helpful first. But when I yelled at them at the top of my lungs and invaded their lunch break, they said that they did not know who has the record and asked me to leave. The security guard was weak but I realized I was not getting anywhere and left at 12:30 PM.
I met a 19 year old girl on the bus. I asked her to sit down next to me. She was having a red eye infection. Though she was sick, she was still cute and looked like the girl I was looking for. I knew she was not. Through another passenger who worked in the city and spoke a little English, I asked her whether she liked me and she said yes and that I am handsome. I showed her my banner and she said that she does not recognize the girl. She did not have email and left her number. I asked if she was going to call me. She took a moment and shook her head to say it is too expensive. I laughed out loud and nodded. I was never going to have anything to do with a cute 19 year old because I am on a mission. I do, however, truly appreciate her honesty.
花者自嘲
是呀是呀
先覺人人都如你
后方知
原乃
巧段笑影映人人
I went back to Binh Chanh for a final try. I stopped somewhere and made 20 copies of my banner and posted them on poles. They were probably all taken off by now either by human force or rain, perhaps even within the first hour. I had to try. I could not finish within time because I only had an half hour before I had to go on my flight. I left with 5 copies and the original at 3 PM. Accidentally, I got on a bus that was supposed to get to HCMC in 3 hours, which would have been way late. Immediately after we were in city boundary, I got on a taxi which took around 45 minute to get to the airport at 4:00 PM. I even thought about throwing the paper banner to another bus but could not do it. I left one on the ground somewhere but that is really the end. I fought until the last dog died.
It was raining and flooding in HCMC the two days when I was there.
In the morning, I went to HCMC police at about 8 AM. They then wrote me a report and refused to do anything beyond. I got to VNPT, which is again supposed to be their post office, and spent about 2 hours trying to get something out of them based on the information I have (the time of the call and my phone number). They were trying to be helpful first. But when I yelled at them at the top of my lungs and invaded their lunch break, they said that they did not know who has the record and asked me to leave. The security guard was weak but I realized I was not getting anywhere and left at 12:30 PM.
I met a 19 year old girl on the bus. I asked her to sit down next to me. She was having a red eye infection. Though she was sick, she was still cute and looked like the girl I was looking for. I knew she was not. Through another passenger who worked in the city and spoke a little English, I asked her whether she liked me and she said yes and that I am handsome. I showed her my banner and she said that she does not recognize the girl. She did not have email and left her number. I asked if she was going to call me. She took a moment and shook her head to say it is too expensive. I laughed out loud and nodded. I was never going to have anything to do with a cute 19 year old because I am on a mission. I do, however, truly appreciate her honesty.
花者自嘲
是呀是呀
先覺人人都如你
后方知
原乃
巧段笑影映人人
I went back to Binh Chanh for a final try. I stopped somewhere and made 20 copies of my banner and posted them on poles. They were probably all taken off by now either by human force or rain, perhaps even within the first hour. I had to try. I could not finish within time because I only had an half hour before I had to go on my flight. I left with 5 copies and the original at 3 PM. Accidentally, I got on a bus that was supposed to get to HCMC in 3 hours, which would have been way late. Immediately after we were in city boundary, I got on a taxi which took around 45 minute to get to the airport at 4:00 PM. I even thought about throwing the paper banner to another bus but could not do it. I left one on the ground somewhere but that is really the end. I fought until the last dog died.
It was raining and flooding in HCMC the two days when I was there.
眾又大笑道
麗人不曉也
汝不如
踏鵲追疾星
年年有時見
花者強道
到頭那一天
終歸二處
夢里陰間
Day 5: Part II
On the bus to leave (Ticket stub 017824), I waved goodbye to everyone. People on the bus smiled at me, which led me to think they were talking about me. The boy, who was a student that sat in front of me, spoke a little English. I asked what they were saying about me. He said they thought I was a great man and that I was living a movie.
一股莫名頰澗流
直到山老水脈窮
懶顧繁華三千落
畫好涼州畫扁舟
朗朗癡生
情深難躲
雖多不壽
困而不拔
這等不樂日
無休無時止
是她讓我明白自己
是個花者自然無缺
是個癡
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