Day 5 in Chiang Mai

In Day one of my coming to Chiang Mai I find the nearest 7/11. I go to buy some beers. It's less than a block from the guesthouse I'm staying in. On my way to the 7/11 I pass the Cool Guest House Guesthouse Chiang Mai Thailand:

There is something about the place giving off a French atomosphere. I come to find out it's owned by a French gentelman. On day 5 I decide to have breakfast there. It's about 7:30am and I am in the restaurant alone when a kid walks in. I say kid because he's about my daughters age, 25. He says something and immidately I realize he's French and I responded to his comment. Then he asks if can join me for breakfast.

Wow.

That would NEVER happen in America. In American you would take you seat alone and eat alone and not because you want to eat alone. America is a FEAR dominated society. If you try to dispute this point with me I will have you sit in front of the TV in american and watch the news, local and national every day. The news in America get impregnates with fear. They get it from the news, from the history books and from their God. Fear is how EVIL controls people.

I end up having a fantastic conversation with this kid. He is there with friends and they are waiting for their ride to Elephant Park. His friends show up and the 4 of chat and eat while they await their ride. This breakfast is a good memory.

The realtor picks me up at noon. We look at two apartments (Studios) before heading to see a one bedroom. As soon as I see the one bedroom I say

"Sold. This is my new home". The rent is eleven thousand baht per month or , $360 US dollars. I should have haggled but I was desperate. The realtor should have haggled on my behalf. No referals for him. The truth is, I could not stay one more night in the guesthouse. The unit is overpriced but it comes with so much, flat screen TV, DVD player, Stereo, electric convection range, electric kettle, microwave, fridge, plates, silverware, cups, couch, coffee table..... It's overpriced but not by much and the owners are super nice. In the days to come I would find other appartemnts for rent for seven thousand baht and eight thousand baht per month but they are not furnished or furnished as completely as mine. I lack the ability to be running around looking for a  couch and chairs and whatnot. I am happy to be paying for convience :-)

I only signed a six month lease. That was a mistake. I'll be on a month to month after I leave this place. Six months is barely a hickup in time and I'm out of the guesthouse and it's quiet here. We go back to the realtors office and begin to sign contracts. I give them money, they give me keys. The deal is done.

The realtor is kind enough to take me to the store. First grocery shopping then apartment furnishings shopping. I need things like a set of sheets, some towels and a phone. I get a $20 phone or rather a 600 baht phone. It's fine. It's perfect. It's all I need. I've no one to call but now I have a phone.

You add minutes to your phone here at 7/11. They make it very easy. 100 baht, 100 minutes. The phone came with 50 minutes but I buy 300 more. The 350 minutes last me almost three weeks. 

It's day 5. I've not taken a shit in 5 fucking days but as soon as I walk in to my new apartment alone the need presents it's self. Finally. I was getting worried.  ----- I'm home, now I can poop.

The apartment is set back off the main drag, Nimmanhemian road. It's quiet. Peaceful. I love that part of it.


"What would Love do now"?