My Friends Are Idiots

30.9.05

Chiang Mai - day3,4 : Doi Inthanon

So, on the nex morning we woke up not pleased with the guest house as well checked ot and decided to go to a distant national park of Doi Inthanon. The river was flwded, we couldnt get to Ben, but the life goes on, we still waited for our visas.
We went to the bus station from which the buses do leave and fot on the bus. On the bus station we baught everything we needed in a drug store (It was a common thai bus, old and small, no air condition or fans - the bus goes with doors and windows open. It's made for really small people. It was a tough ride. But every bus has its driver and it's controller.
We got to the Chiang Thom village, from where we tried for a hour to catch a Sng-theo to the park.

I am really sleeppy, so I'll finish it after

it was beautifull - many waterfals, we stayed for the night in the most beautiful bungallows, saw an tribe village , which where very nice and friendly (not like the ones in chiang rai), celebrated Misha's bday and got back on the next day.

Stayed for the night at Ben - really didnt have the trength to move around, and on the next day, continued to Chiang rai

29.9.05

Chiang May - night 2: the Flood

So here we are, in the night, on a wrong bus station, 3 day bags, one bag of clean clothes, frustrated, tired, hungry. And then the rain, that stopped for several hours, showers with unbelievable strength. For a quoter of hour we waited for it to loose powe,but it didnt intend to. We managet to catch a tuk tuk in that rain to take us to ben. I was riding jeeps in my life, but a tuktuk in a flowded Chiang Mai is much more fun. The rain showers so you cannot see a thing, the water is getting to your knees. In some point, the driver said it's too late, and that he wouldnt be able to pass to the other side of the river (= to Ben).

We got off, tried to catch a taxi, but no use - noone was going to pass to the other side! We asked the local policemen, so they laughed a bit and told us that the only way will be by a boat. Actually, they where a bunch of very nice volunteers, that invited us for beer and chiken (some really cool photos).

We got to another guesthouse (much luck we hadour clothes!) , called Ben to tell we won't be there (by the way - we forgot to return them their key!), and gone to have a wonderfull dinner in a german restaurant. We closed the night with a hour of thai massage (what a pleasure!) and gone to sleep.

28.9.05

Chiang Mai - day 1





We arrrived to Chiang Mai trail station in the morning, still a bit in shock from the ride. Immidiately we where attacked by guesthouses and jeep tracks dealers, that even managed to recognize us as Israelians.
After we waved them away and had our morning teethbrush in the toilet, we decided to go by foot to the city center (some 2 kilometres away). It was raining a bit, and we were worrying about getting wet, but as we started walking we encoutered a local market where we all got rain coats (shihmiyot) that served us well many times since. By the way - a tropical rainy weather is not a bad thing, you just go and getting wet by the small warm drops, and it's actually pleasent in a way.
Chiang May is a city with some ~70000 population, really reminds old Tel Aviv or Holon industril area in a way.
We ate our briekfast in a place locals do eat, but forgot to ask not to make it spicy, still the food was very tasty. In that point, in a quiet local restaurant, filled with Thai people doing their breakfast before a work day, I believe I first fully realized that I'm in total different country..

After we reached the old city, we headed to the first tour agency to make the visa to Laos. The woman in the agency, talking lousy english, took our passports, gave us a map and recomended of a nearby guesthouse near the river named Ben. As we got there, we put there our stuff and gone hanging around in the old city.

There are many sellers on the street shouting to you "Hallo" and "Where are you from". And the tuktuks drivers, snicking from behind and shouting "tuk tuk?" at you from every corner. For our pride, in a few days we lost our "really fresh farangs" look, and now we get much less shouts from the sellers.

Now a great invention in Chiang May are tourist semaphores. Basicly, all over thailand, if a man needs to cross a road, it is his solely problem. now in Chiang may there are actually traffic lights for walkes, you may approach one, push a buton, and in a few seconds you got a green light that COUNTS DOWN. You have some 15 seconds to run accross. for the cars your green light is recomendation only - they try to be more carefull not to drive over you, but it doesnt interrupt them to through on their red light. Complete the picture with sound effects of some old computer game the traffic light is making, and you get a totally bizzare experience.


We saw so many Wats (Thai temples), so we actually got kind of bored of them. You see, they all look preetty impressive on photos, but actually they are made of plastic and glass and gold color. In no way I decrease of the value of budhism, but the Wats are some toyish, you feel in a lego land of some sort. Still, it was really interesting, seeing all the monks and the believers. The oldest Wat is actually wery impressive, and the atmosphere of a slow warm rain drops falling on the stone floor, washing the budha golden statues and stone creatures was really peacefull and inspirative.

In the way we passed through a school during a lunch time. the little kids are so funny! They wear a cute uniform, and the things they eat! Noodle soup from a plastic bag, sausage and ketchup in a bag without a bread.. Misha photoabused them several times, so now we have some great pictures. ["Olya, pose like I'm shooting you" while actually shooting the children].

Somewhen in 4 o'clock we realized that the tourist agent didn't take our photos for the visa, so we hurried to get there before she closes. also we where half a hour early, the office was already closed. So we got back to Ben, got organized and gone to sea the famous night bazzare.

Well actually, there is not much to see. Imagine yourself a walking pass in Eilat, but bigger and in thai. Many tourists, western pubs and restaurants, everything is very expensive and repeating.. pretty much boring. After a lot of searching and bargaining we baught some shirts and pens, at their normal price as we found out later. On our way we noticed that people in many places carrying bags with sand. We understood that it is a precaution for a flood, but everyone where so calm. When we asked local people, they said that there where 2 floods this year, and this going to be a third one, so everyone will be very well prepared.

In the middle, the slow rain become a showering, we got tyred, found some local bar, drank some beer and gone to sleep.

27.9.05

Bangkok



So after about a 13 hour flight including a stop in stupid Tashkent (what a dump...) we found ourself in the
land of the wats.
we hired a taxi to drive us to meet Misha who waited for us in beit habad in the middle of town.
they drive here in the really wrong side of the road. I cant start to explain how many times we were close to being ran over. England all over again..
The taxi didn't have seat belts and they drive like crazy there. first i clung to my seat but the you get used to it. Safety is not in the top of the driving priorities here.
Bangkok reminded us of an oversized tel aviv. sky-scrapers, crowded and busy.





The taxi driver dropped us off in the heart of bangkok. We met Misha there and we stored our bags for keeping and went to see Bangkok.
We bought tickets for a night train to Chiang Mai and then went to view some Wats and the kings palace.
We stopped a tooktook and asked him to drive us to the palace. The feeling of riding a tooktook is like someone sticking an egzoz pipe in your mouth. As soon as we started getting close to the palace, it started to rain. like mushrooms after the rain, merchents litterely jumped on us trying to sell us umbrellas.
The palace is quite impressing, Misha and Olya were prehibited to enter as they were dressed (short pants)
so they dressed them in clothes for hire. Olya got a collorfull sarong and Misha some grandfather pyjamas.
The air after the rain was so stuffy you could chew it.
The monks are friendly and let Olya to photo with them in exchange of a photo with Olya.
shoes are prohibitted inside wats so surprisingly, you get used to walking barefoot in puddles outside really fast.
finally we got out of the palace and took a taxi (songtheow) to the train station to take us to Chiand Mai.

26.9.05

Uzbekistan sucks

OK,

So here we start the Thailand blog!

well, sergei and Olga were flying by uzbek airways to Bangkok via Tashkent.
Surprisengly it was't as bad as we expected, here's what we did expect:
http://www.eprdel.cz/Videoklipy.php?id=190
The airlines had their own beer label, the food was OK, Boing 767. You would think it's the
best flight that can be. well, here we are in tashkent... it happens to be we have to wait 6 hours in a closed room
with all kind of desperate people trying to get out of there too. stupid taskkent. stupid uzbekians (?)

finally, we landed in bangkok. amazing view. about 90% of the land is rice fields.

10.9.05

על חבריי וחיות אחרות

משתתפים: סרגיי, מיכאל, אבא של מיכאל - ארקדי, לב, אולגה
מיקום: סובב פרק תפן, נחל כורש.
אחד היותר מוצלחים.
יצאנו בערב יום חמישי, בלגאנים, איחורים, רופש שמעכבת את כולם, נדחסנו חמישה לאוטו, אספנו את אולגה מהעבודה, נסענו לעובד לאכול סביח, ב - 12 הגענו לצפון.
ישנו בחורבת יחיעם (מזרחה בכביש 89, ימינה אחרי תחנת דלק, שמאלה אחרי כ 2 קילומטר לשביל עפר). היה קריר, אין יתושים, חורבה רומנטית. לא היה אוכל אבל היה יותר מדי יין, ב 3 הלכנו לישון.
קמנו ב 8 , ב 10 החננו את האוטו בפרק תפן. חתכנו למסלול הירוק, המשכנו בשחור - קילומטר די יפה באפיק הנחל. כבשים מסתובבות בין הרגליים, וכלבים רועי הצאן נובחים עלינו. המסלול השחור מסתיים בכפר ג'ת, לא נכנסנו פנימה, המשכנו לשחור אחר שיוצא מג'ת. בקטע הזה הסימון די זוועתי, אבל המקום די עביר. צריך לזכור שהיעד הוא בקעה צפונית לירכא ולהיות מוכנים נפשית ומבחינת ביגוד להרבה קוצים.
בנחל שירדנו אליו הדרוזים גידרו את השטח והכניסו לשם פרות. מצד אחד זה גרוע כי יש חרא בכל מקום, מצד שני אין קוצים. ככה זה בחיים. מילה אחת על הפרות - אלה הן לא מכונות החלב שרואים במושבים. אלה פרות הר. ראינו במו עינינו איך שפרה שכנראה פחדה מאיתנו, פשוט יצאה מהאפיק ועלתה במדרון מאוד תלול תוך שניות. צריך לאמן אחת ולקחת איזו פרת משא לטיולים. ראינו גם חמור מסכן, שישב מאחורי גדר,והאכלנו אותו ענבים.
התחלנו לחזור במסלול השחור שעובר באפיק בחזרה לפרק תפן, ואחרי כקילומטר שברנו שמאלה לתוך נחל לא מסומן. נורא קשה לפספס את הפנייה - באמת רואים צומת של נחלים, מן התפצלות דרכים. מדובר ב 4 קילימטר מדהימים. עליה לא קשה, הליכה בדרגת קושי בינונית, המקום יפיפה ובתולי. כמו תמיד, כשהולכים במסלול לא מסומן - יתר זהירות, האבנים ייפלו והענפים יישברו יותר מאשר בד"כ.
לאחר שהגענו מתחת לפרק תפן, פנינו שמאלה במשהו שהיה פעם אולי שביל ג'יפים, אבל עכשיוו די קשה לזיהוי, ועלינו עד למעלה. העליה לא קשה יותר מדי, אבל אין שם איזה שביל, ועם קצת התמדה ונחישות מגיעים אל תוך תפן. אנשי הבטחון הפלצנים במקום התחילו לדבר אלינו כמו אל פושעים פורצים וסירבו להקפיץ אותנו לאוטו. אבל אנשי הבטחון של מפעל ישכר דווקא היו נורא נחמדים. יש להם מכונת קפה מצויינת עם מחיר של 30 אג' לכוס. גורם לך לחשוב כמה כסף עושים עליך.
ב 7 הגענו לאוטו, ונסענו לאכול פיצה בכרמיאל. זו הפעם הראשונה שאני מזכיר את הפיצריה המצויינת שאנחנו עוצרים בה בכל נסיעה לצפון. נכנסים לתוך כרמיאל בצומת של מקדונלס, ממשיכים הרבה ישר, בכיכר שבה יהיו ספיקות לגבי מה זה ישר לוקחים טיפה ימינה, ממשיכים עד לג'בו (אם ג'מבו לא תיקנו את השלט כבר שנתיים, כנראה שהם לא מתכוונים לתקן אותו לעולם), ועוצרים במרכזון. מחפשים את פיצה רמיני. פיצה מצויינת וזולה.
לסיכום: טיול מגניב, טיפה קצר, לב מביא מזל בטיולים - אחד הטיולים היחידים בהם הכל אבל הכל הלך כשורה, אולגה גבר גבר כבר אמרתי?