I've gone south a few hours from the Laos border to the city of Khon
Kaen. It reminds me of Ubon Ratchathani (the first town we went to in
Thailand) in that I can walk around for hours at a time without seeing
another farang. People are always staring at me and trying to get me
to stop and talk to them.
Walking into town from the train station I was stopped by a bunch of
high-school students who wanted to interview me for an English
class project. They asked me a bunch of questions about where I've
been in Thailand and what I liked. Afterwards they gave me a really
nice little embroidered pouch as a present.
I met a couple of American girls yesterday who turned out to be
foreign- exchange students from the local university.
So they took me
back to their dormitory and introduced me to about a dozen other
American students and I spent the rest of the day hanging out on
campus with them. The university grounds are huge, practically a city
in itself. It was refreshing talking to other farangs who can
actually speak Thai, as none of the tourists I meet ever bother trying
to learn. Though I was a bit dismayed to discover that they could
already read Thai script despite having only been in country for a
month. On the other hand the 5-hour long Thai classes they described
didn't exactly sound like a lot of fun.
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Local bus ticket
My guesthouse room is covered
in graffiti, some of it's pretty funny shit. I added a Ren & Stimpy
quote as my personal contribution.
Scott
