Pancho lived in the country. This was what he believed to be the proper country side in Thailand. Considering there was little else than rice fields around the village one could assume that Pancho was correct, as he usually was.
But as he had experienced so often before, the kingdom of Thailand was full of surprises. On a singularly normal day he was invited by his program coordinator to join another teacher and her in their visit to her sister. This sister’s house, he was informed, was situated in the real countryside. Pancho had no idea what to expect until the car left the highway, then the proper road, then the pothole filled road, then the strange cement road that they have in small countryside villages, and when they even left the usual dusty field road and found themselves traveling along a strip of dust in between fields and jungle he sort of managed to get an inkling of what had been meant. Somewhere along this winding off road track was finally his coordinator’s sister’s house. It was in the middle of the forest. Ponds surrounded it on every side. One of these was actually quite large and clear and used for bathing. However, what impressed Pancho most was the serene quietness of the place. One could hear no cars or any other indications of “civilization”. The House did not even have electricity as Pancho found out. What made people move from a “civilized” job and home in Bangkok to the exact opposite in the country side was somewhat of a mystery to him, however he could definitely understand the beauty and tranquility of the place. Still, having to travel a few kilometers before one even got a glimpse of another person was something he might enjoy on a holiday but not as a constant living situation. Pancho needed people that he could inspire with his greatness. Individuals that he could show the beauty of life to and the supreme ability that one could achieve within. The 10 puppies in this place, called Kapok, Kapek, Kapik, Kadok, Kadek, Kadik... could not really replace this.
None the less Pancho enjoyed his visit in the real country side. He actually noticed that he had completely missed his afternoon classes due to this excursion. In light of the special experience he did not think it was that dramatic, especially since he really doubted that the children actually remembered anything as soon as they left the class room.
One the way home Pancho noticed something for the first time while being in Thailand. He had overseen it many times but afterwards saw them everywhere. It was a hemp plantation. At first Pancho did not quite trust his keen eyesight, but while driving along the dusty tracks he turned his head fully to witness the sight and was more than surprised to see it. Something so blatant would be impossible in most densely populated and “civilized” countries. But here, where things were held more agricultural and the whole village depended on the farmers’ income such things seemed to be the way of life. As Pancho had not witnessed any Thais actually consuming marijuana he guessed that it was cultivated for export. Another western influence on Thailand that seemed to be all about making money.
But as he had experienced so often before, the kingdom of Thailand was full of surprises. On a singularly normal day he was invited by his program coordinator to join another teacher and her in their visit to her sister. This sister’s house, he was informed, was situated in the real countryside. Pancho had no idea what to expect until the car left the highway, then the proper road, then the pothole filled road, then the strange cement road that they have in small countryside villages, and when they even left the usual dusty field road and found themselves traveling along a strip of dust in between fields and jungle he sort of managed to get an inkling of what had been meant. Somewhere along this winding off road track was finally his coordinator’s sister’s house. It was in the middle of the forest. Ponds surrounded it on every side. One of these was actually quite large and clear and used for bathing. However, what impressed Pancho most was the serene quietness of the place. One could hear no cars or any other indications of “civilization”. The House did not even have electricity as Pancho found out. What made people move from a “civilized” job and home in Bangkok to the exact opposite in the country side was somewhat of a mystery to him, however he could definitely understand the beauty and tranquility of the place. Still, having to travel a few kilometers before one even got a glimpse of another person was something he might enjoy on a holiday but not as a constant living situation. Pancho needed people that he could inspire with his greatness. Individuals that he could show the beauty of life to and the supreme ability that one could achieve within. The 10 puppies in this place, called Kapok, Kapek, Kapik, Kadok, Kadek, Kadik... could not really replace this.
None the less Pancho enjoyed his visit in the real country side. He actually noticed that he had completely missed his afternoon classes due to this excursion. In light of the special experience he did not think it was that dramatic, especially since he really doubted that the children actually remembered anything as soon as they left the class room.
One the way home Pancho noticed something for the first time while being in Thailand. He had overseen it many times but afterwards saw them everywhere. It was a hemp plantation. At first Pancho did not quite trust his keen eyesight, but while driving along the dusty tracks he turned his head fully to witness the sight and was more than surprised to see it. Something so blatant would be impossible in most densely populated and “civilized” countries. But here, where things were held more agricultural and the whole village depended on the farmers’ income such things seemed to be the way of life. As Pancho had not witnessed any Thais actually consuming marijuana he guessed that it was cultivated for export. Another western influence on Thailand that seemed to be all about making money.
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