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Offline thaiga

another interesting post from ajarn.com by stephen saad, explaining the daily routine of working here as a teacher. also the Girls / nightlife / islands – Cheap Charlies / poorly paid teachers rarely have the money to live the hedonistic life they had on holiday. And finding a ‘real’ relationship with a Thai partner requires effort, commitment, local language skills, understanding and acceptance of local culture etc.  Many things work differently in Thailand it does not mean they are wrong,

The best things about living in Thailand?

The expat lives without being judged or interfered with

Settling in Thailand – is the difference between coming to Thailand for a holiday and living here for work, retirement or other long-term purposes.

Weather – going to work in 35-degree heat is not that much fun, not to mention that hanging out in a park or spending any time outdoors can be challenging. And that is before we get to flooding!

Food – how wonderful Thai food is - but how many expats have Thai food every day?

Customer service – when on holiday everything goes swimmingly but real life requires other types of interactions such as setting up / ending mobile contracts, asking for refunds / replacements or making complaints, dealing with medical staff at hospitals, arranging for air conditioning servicing etc.

Without local language capability, these can be tricky at the minimum and at worst have potential for conflict or serious misunderstandings.

Low cost – if there is one myth the book seeks to bust, it is the “you can live in Thailand for less than $1,000 a month” myth.

In theory one can; in reality, it is usually possible at the expense of anything enjoyable about life and even then, only if the foreigner is not based in a big city and several other factors.

The reality is it is very, very easy to spend money in Thailand because it is so consumer-friendly, and as one old British ex-colleague said to me, Thai money can seem like Monopoly money in the hands of a foreign resident and it is very hard to keep in mind the value of daily spending.

full article link above
Anyone who goes to a psychiatrist should have his head examined.
 

Offline thaiga

Re: "I no s-speak anglit geng," Well, I would've never guessed!
« Reply #1 on: October 29, 2018, 11:18:10 AM »
just love this article from ajarn.com thanks to richard constable

"I no s-speak anglit geng," I am not smart at speaking English. Well, I would've never guessed! She's completely innocent of the fact that she's nurturing a most horrible case of halitosis even though she's presumably just consumed half a plate full of som tam, spicy papaya salad. I feel the urge to ask her if a soi dog had messed in her mouth, then recalling her limited linguistic capabilities I thought I'd spare myself her reply. I decide to come back on another day - if my luck has changed - on this charming girl's day off.

A diverse day in paradise

Beggars, food courts, communication problems, cancelled classes and disagreeable customer service

In order to get to the BTS  (Bangkok Sky Train) - I have to take a motorcycle taxi. There's at least one in every other soi or small road and almost one on every corner. They are rarely ever from anywhere other than the Northeast, an Issarn country boy who as well as two-wheeled vehicles and Issarn girls - loves 'to ride' - the Michael out of every passerby.

Once I'm seated on his bike, his style is non-verbal communication, actions speak louder than words. Wearing a crash-helmet and an orange skeet-jacket while I as his passenger am completely unprotected. He takes full advantage of this - strumming the spectrum of my emotions - by riding part of the way one-handed, abruptly swinging the bike to one side and then to the other to avoid any imaginary objects. Then opening up on the straight while I try to hang on to the back of the seat as he casually chats on his mobile to a friend or family member.

The mall has a huge selection of footwear, every range, brand, design, and breadth of quality. I am forty-six today so I'm looking for comfort more than style. "Dai ka dai," you're welcome. The attractive young shop-in-shop assistant has spied a middle-aged foreigner who she believes is ready to jump any Thai woman that moves - she feels sure she's in for some easy sales commission. She gives me a smarmy little smirk and comes waltzing across laying on a "Sa Wadee Ka," female Thai greeting with a trowel.

She couldn't be more supercilious if she tried and she's going for broke - my skin is subjectively crawling off the back of my neck. She informs, "Wi ha bic si for yu," we have big sizes for you - I tell her my size and basic requirements in fluent Thai. She responds by grinning and closing her eyes at the same time stating, "I no s-speak anglit geng," I am not smart at speaking English. Well, I would've never guessed! She's completely innocent of the fact that she's nurturing a most horrible case of halitosis even though she's presumably just consumed half a plate full of som tam, spicy papaya salad. I feel the urge to ask her if a soi dog had messed in her mouth, then recalling her limited linguistic capabilities I thought I'd spare myself her reply. I decide to come back on another day - if my luck has changed - on this charming girl's day off.

Unto the Thai Food forecourt, I descend from the third to the ground floor. What delights are here to tempt me, not a great deal I suspect, the novelty of Thai cuisine soon wore off - since migrating here to start a new life. After firstly having been made redundant from the job I loved, I was a genetics researcher at the Cambridge Science Park. Secondly, having been divorced after sixteen years of wedded bliss by the wife that I adored - it matters not! Ours is not to reason why ours is but to do or die. If you believe that you are a romantic and a pathetic optimist - welcome to the club. Enough of my past perfect and back to my present simple.

The person who serves the chicken and rice is waiting with his usual surly countenance.

I order, "Kor kao mun gai mai ao nang ao tangwah lagor nahm" having exemplified the fact that I want chicken without skin and rice with cucumber and soup.

He points to the rice and says, "YOU rice!"

Then pointing to the chicken he says, "YOU shicken!" then he plates them!

Next holding a slice of cucumber above his head with a pair of thongs - he waits for me to either accept or decline.

Now he's holding a ladle of hot watery soup above an empty bowl - he waits impatiently for my prompt response.

Finally, just in case he hasn't already succeeded in jarring me right off, he holds up a splayed hand to indicate the charge - fifty baht.

This wouldn't be quite so bad if it wasn't for the actuality that he's been serving me chicken, rice, cucumber, and watery soup at least once a week for the past four years.

full article on how happy a teachers life can be.link above   dont miss the comments they are even better than the article
Anyone who goes to a psychiatrist should have his head examined.
 

 



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