Jan 1
New Year’s Eve is a big deal here, at least in our family
compound. Last night relatives came from all over for a big dinner feast.
Preparations started the day before with decorations which include some
Christmas decorations. Light were strung with garlands. Balloons were filled
and streamers added and then they were stuck to the high ceilings.
After this fabulous meal we had a gift exchange. Everyone who came to the party brought a gift. It was to be wrapped and no more than 200 baht ($6.50) was to be expended on any gift. Everyone’s name was put into a bowl. A name
was drawn and that person came up and got the gift they had brought to the party. That person then drew a name and that is who received the gift. Then the receiver drew the next name and so it went. There was lots of squealing and laughter as this progressed. At the end there was a surprise. Two names would be drawn for a special gift. They asked Ron and me to draw the names. So Ron went first and yikes, he drew my name . I was presented with an envelop containing 500 baht. What a shock. Then I drew the next name and it was Pon, Timm and Tumm’s son.
People partied for a while then we started clean up. Food
was left out as people continued to eat for the rest of the evening. Some
played cards until 11 when a few of us left for a Buddhist temple. Apparently
this is a tradition as well. I have been a lot of temples in the 17 years I
have traveled in Asia but I have never been to
a ‘service’. The place was overflowing with people. As we arrived we went to a table where we paid
60 baht, about $2. for a little round decoration with colored flags and two
candles to match and some incense. You told what day of the week you were born and that
determined what color you were given. Mine was yellow and Ron’s was bright
pink. We also were given a piece of string and a necklace with a Buddhist
pendant and a booklet about the temple.
It was the plainest
temple I have ever been in: white stucco walls but we were not in the main
section. It looked as plain to me when I looked in the window. Plastic chairs
had been set up for the overflow crowd in a side room where we were.
Loudspeakers piped in monks continuous chanting. The chairs were in rows and
above the chairs was a grid of strings about 7 feet above the floor. Each
attendee had a string from the grid tied to a string they had placed around
their head. The string in our packet was a circle so we placed it on our heads
then tired a string from the grid to our head string. We were to pray for
(to?) Buddha until midnight. The purpose
of the string was to have everyone in attendance be connected so that the
energy was more cohesive I assume. All this made sense. Many had their hands
held in a classic prayerful manner. But I was quite surprised to see people
looking at their cell phone screens: texting, scrolling and taking selfies.
Remember my tirade at the show the other night in Saigon ?
I felt this was irreverent. I didn’t get upset as I’m not religious and it
didn’t distract me. But I am starting to feel like an old fogy. I also am
wondering how life will be in the future as more and more young kids become
users of cell phones and have constant screen time. Isn’t there the possibility
of addiction here? Is that what is going on that we can’t take an hour out of
our day without our cell phones? If you know me you know I don’t have a cell
phone except when we travel internationally. I will probably be the last person
on earth to have a cell. We were almost the last to get a CD player. When we
sold our house in June I had to get a cell phone so we could keep our telephone
number. Stay tuned to see how I end up on this issue.
After midnight the chanting stopped and we filed outside to
light our candles and then put them in a sand box that was about four feet off
the ground. It is a real trick to not get burned as you reach over lit candles
trying to find a spot for your candles. Then we placed our device that had held
the candles on another table. We got home a little after midnight, showered
then read until about 1:30, way past my usual 11:30-12:00.
Jan 2
Today Ron went fishing and I stayed home. The photo is of Alex who caught the first fish. Ron caught two, but sent the firwt one back to the lake as it was too small. This is the first
day we haven’t been together for 24 hours since September 6th. I
have loved the time alone. We both needed it. I don’t know any two people who
get along as well as we do or who enjoy each other’s company as much as we do but
24/7 for four months is a wee bit too much. When Tui came over tonight when she
found out I was here alone, I told her that I was enjoying myself and why. She
laughed.
I started to think about leaving and went through some
cabinets and closets to start sorting things that we will take and things we
will leave. Unfortunately I still haven’t come across my favorite earrings that
I lost sometime since Sri
Lanka . Life goes on. I ironed some clothes
that I had hand washed, finished reading a book, and wrote some emails. It was
real quiet today and very enjoyable. I am eager for Ron to get home and tell me
about his day. It’s 7:30 PM and he left a little after 10:00 this morning.
Jan 4
On Jan 3rd we were invited to be at the big house at 7:30
a.m. for a blessing for Pa Cha An from a monk. This is a big deal. If I
understood correctly you do this for someone who is sick or near death. The monk was in the bedroom with Pa Cha An
and so were Ae, Noi, and Tui. Ae is her granddaughter and Tui and Noi are two
of her seven children. The other 13 of us sat on the floor outside her bedroom
looking in. It was very touching. The monk chanted and there were responses
from those who had gathered. Ae mainly helped Pa Cha An when she got lost or
confused. We were all blessed with water being splashed on us using a bundle of
reeds lightly dipped into water then shaken over us. The monk was presented
with a gift basket and money. We were humbled to be included to such a special
event.
Ron and I got fresh coconut milk ice cream for everyone (10)
today. While he was getting the ice
cream I got some flowers for Pa Cha An. I
have tried to do that at least once a week. She was awake and lively. It
surprised me because Tui said she had not slept well last night and Tui of
course didn’t either. Pa Cha An told Timm she wanted to give us something to
remember her. Timm couldn’t translate it into English so she got Tumm from
outside. I told Pa Cha An I would never forget her and didn’t need anything to
remember her. She was insistent so I told her I wanted a photo of her with me
and Ron. I ran and got Ron and we went up to the house and Tumm look several
photos. I wanted to catch her when she was feeling well. She persisted in saying
we had to have something from her. So she asked our favorite colors. I am sure
there will be gifts before we leave. I hate to burden anyone with shopping but
I also know this will make her happiest. At one point Pa Cha An cried then Timm
and then me. We all have grown so close this trip. .
We are trying to wrap things up here. I have ironed some of
my clothes for Mexico
and C America that have been packed since September. We have clothes here that
we leave here so what is in our suitcases are clothes for the next three months
where it will be cooler: 60-80 degrees. We checked the weather in Mexico City and Houston
and it is much colder in those places. I hope I can find another pair of jeans
in Houston
during our layover because I think I will need them. I will stop writing the
blog until we get to Mexico
because I want to post what we have here.
We are excited and curious about this next chapter of our
odyssey. I think we will both be very sad about leaving on Wednesday. It has
been the best trip ever to Thailand
and that is saying something because this is our 17th trip!
Jan 5
Today we ran some errands, getting ready for our departure. We had the photo printed that was taken of us and Pa Cha An. One for us and one for her. While ron was doing the project to clean and organize the tool room we came across a shoulder pole that Pa Cha An had used years earlier to sell fruit. We thought it would be a fitting way to honor her to mount it on the wall of our little house.
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