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"Working" - In Thailand......or.....how The Great White Western Woman Was Born I back-packed - think I was probably one of the first of the great Gap Yearers - with the exception of the fact that I wasn't a student. I had a great job, good money, car and all the bit and decided to make a huge leap of faith to broaden my horizons. Part of the trip included a stay in Thailand where I spent some time teaching Spoken English to business students - The Great White Western Woman was the name my students gave me! Unused to seeing ginger curly hair, pale skin, freckles and definitely unused to hearing a barrell of a laugh my students where given the Vicki treatment from day one.........I spent 3 months in Bangkok during which time I was screen tested for a Hollywood movie (honestly!), subjected to a 14 hour coach journey to make merit of myself at a temple in the north of Thailand and spent but a few days at Kanchanaburi..........lots of tales to tell but I will just pick the Kanchanaburi story for you to read here...................... My students took me over to Kanchanaburi the other day - we walked over the famous Bridge On The River Kwai and visited the war museum which was very sad - but I cheered up on hearing we were to have a trip on a raft down the river. The raft was fab. made from bamboo, well floaty and with an engine too! There was a shack over the whole thing to keep the sun off since it's about 40 degrees. Gun shots in the near mountains didn't deter our party! One of the students tied an enormous inner-tube behind the raft and proceeded to jump into the hoop and be pulled along by the raft....my turn next - it was fantastic fun and so funny - my bum was in the river and my boobs and feet were poking up in the air much to the hilarity of the students - until it came to climbing back up on the raft.....there was just too much of me to heft onto a floaty thing traversing a muddy river...7 students later I was dragged up by my cossie - something of a thong design by now!My shock was not to end there though, since we were to stay in a guest house recently built by local students right on the bank of the river. Crawling under mosquitoe nets I settled to sleep until the Other Half was bitten so badly by the mosquitoe I agreed to leave the comfort (not) of our bed to switch the electric fan on to circulate the biting creatures! As I left the bed, I tripped over the fan cable which promptly wrenched the plug socket from the MDF wall which wrenched the wall from the MDF ceiling which brought the entire room down around our ears, electricity sparks flying - the rest of the small guest house began to collapse as my wall had been the main supporting wall - typical! It gets better - the only bed left in Kanchanaburi at 2 in the morning was in the local brothel - mirror down one wall and hole in the door ................ |
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