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Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Best Movies of 2012
As I've lamented many a time, I live in a place where I must travel by van for an hour to go to a cinema. This cinema usually, but not always, has one English language movie showing. Typically these are the big blockbuster action or cartoon movies. Dvds other than porn are difficult to find. So to feed my cinophilia, I do what any internet user in my situation would do, download for free. I've been here about a year now and in that time have watched about 100 movies. I try to stay up with current releases but it's more difficult to acquire recent releases than older ones. I've managed to see quite few of the 2012 movies with the exception of the ones I want to see the most such as "Cloud Atlas", "The Master", "Life of Pi", "Flight", and "Zero Dark Thirty". So here are the faves of the ones I've seen. In no particular order.
Beasts of the Southern Wild
Tabloid
Looper
The Queen of Versailles
The Comedy
Saftey Not Guaranteed
Argo
Being Flynn
Moonrise Kingdom
Saturday, December 29, 2012
(Hyacinth) Bucket List
1. Have dinner at Noma in Denmark.
2. Fly first class to get there.
3. Drink tea at Makbari Tea Plantation in Darjeeling, India.
4. Enter a cat in the Supreme Championship show.
5. See an opera at Teatro Massimo in Palermo.
6. Stay at a penthouse suite in Geneva.
7. Have a kobe beef barbecue.
8 Go on a champagne hot air balloon trip in France.
9. Have lunch at Thornbury Castle.
10. Drink wine recovered from a sunken ship.
Ah, who I am kidding? I feel guilty if I spend more than $20 on a meal....but it was fun to think about.
Sunday, December 9, 2012
The Ultimate Pinky Swear
"On whom should I lean, if not on you? My wary mind
turns for refreshment to the thought of you
as a dusty traveller might sink onto a soft and grassy bank. " --Gustave Flaubert
as a dusty traveller might sink onto a soft and grassy bank. " --Gustave Flaubert
We've done everything backwards. Moved in together before we
were even dating. Moved to another country together before we were even serious.
Went to many a honeymoon destination before we were even engaged. It went
something like this:
Met in Istanbul.
Got to know each other in Poland.
Got serious in China.
Got engaged in Malaysia. Planned a wedding in Thailand.
And if all goes as planned, I will be able to say after the summer next year, that we got married in Ireland.
Met in Istanbul.
| One of the first photos of us. Not sure how much we really liked each other at this stage. |
Got to know each other in Poland.
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| He brought me to my first castle!! |
Got serious in China.
Got engaged in Malaysia. Planned a wedding in Thailand.
And if all goes as planned, I will be able to say after the summer next year, that we got married in Ireland.
People's lives are comprised of a series of
"Before and After's". Before I went to college and After. Before I had
children and After. Before my loved one died and After. Until I met S, my
biggest Before and Afters were losing my Dad and moving abroad. For years, I
suffered the culture shock and explored the unknown completely alone. I became
so comfortable and secure in my independence that I assumed I wouldn't have an
"Eat Pray Love" kind of ending to my story. But now it's difficult at times to even remember the Before S.
Actually, I'd always been secretly resigned to never getting
married, having never seen a happy one in action on a daily basis. While other
girls were fantasizing about walking down flower strewn aisles in princess
dresses, I just wanted to be frolicking on a prairie like Laura Ingalls.
But there I was in a cheap hostel in Penang, Malaysia, the
French guys next door soundly sleeping after a long night session on the
bongos, when S asked. And it seemed the most natural, logical, and exciting
thing to say, "Yeah, let's."
Another thing I never figured was that being engaged would
feel different than "having a boyfriend". I find myself being more
protective of and nurturing in this relationship. Even though I know divorce is always an option, and I can leave anytime, I'm invested as if they're not options. I guess it's akin to how a long
time renter feels when deciding to buy a house, no?
Protective and nurturing require a bit of selflessness and
work. A marriage is a full on English garden, not some Menard's houseplant.
I've had to accept that there can be more than one way to hang clothes and wash
dishes, that it's polite to listen to synopses of stories involving things
about which I'm completely clueless (football, Boardwalk Empire), that it's not
all about me anymore.
| Learning pitch & putt wasn't as horrible as I expected |
We may not have the altruism of George and Mary Bailey, the
youthful gaiety of Jack and Rose, the strategic minds of Anthony and Cleopatra,
or the musical prowess of Simba and Nala. We don't complete each other. But I
can honestly say, we completely love each other.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
A Difficult Confession
I'm in a relationship that's gone as stale as a keg of Busch
Lite. As predictable as a Hollywood disaster movie. What once filled me with
the exhilaration of a rocket lit sky, is now a mere pile of yesterday's firecracker
rubbish.
Everyday I'm smothered and nearly suffocated by the same
constant warmth, despite my best efforts at evasion. Where once I saw intrigue
and individuality, now I only see unilateral messiness, inefficiency, and a
lack of common sense.
I've fallen out of love. Plain and simple. Not because I was
cheated, abused, neglected, or wronged in any way. I. just. got. bored. So
bored I've invented and taught our cat an elaborate chase game. So bored I
actually read bible verses and song lyrics people post as facebook status updates. So bored I
literally watch the paint dry on my nails.
I love you Songkhla; I'm just not in love with you. And it's
not you. It's me. Well maybe it's a little bit you. The same unrelentless 100
degree days, the same rubbish strewn beaches, the same three or four good
restaurants. The same conversations. Same,
same!! as they say here in Thailand. I could map the rut my Sketchers have
made in this town.
I'm not married to Songkhla, but I am contractually
obligated for several more months. So as with any other contractually
obligating relationship, I need to "work on it". Songkhla is still
the same quaint little seaside town it was a few months ago. I've allowed
myself to get in this funk. Maybe because it's the holiday season and I want to
be bundled up in front of a fire wearing a reindeer sweater. Maybe because I'm
getting anxious to start the next chapter of my life as Mrs. Clarke.
In the meantime, I need to write more, try new recipes, go
to new places in town, watch more sunrises, sit on more benches, let anger go
more easily, swim in the sea more often, have coffee with friends instead of
beer, write longer emails, talk more to my colleagues and students, and maybe
just suck it up and stop whining already.
Friday, November 30, 2012
A Day in the Life of an Underutilized ESL Teacher
It's Thursday. My longest day. Which means teaching 8-12 and
then 1-4. Which really means teaching 8:30-11:30 and 1:00-3:30. It's a longish day
sandwiched between a day of no classes and a day with one morning class.
| 12 of the 40 students are actually on time!!! |
On this particular Thursday, I got up at sunrise so I could
get a walk/jog in before going to the university. A lot of retirees are decked
out in their exercise gear to take advantage of the beautiful sky, cool air,
and light traffic. On this day, I took some photos and thought for the bizillionth
time that I need to carpe diem a bit
more and enjoy more sunrises and sunsets.
| that bull gave me the stink eye |
| Look at everyone wearing a safety helmet. oh wait.... |
| And sawadee ka to you!! |
Several classes in all departments begin at 8:00. However,
this seems to be more a suggestion than a hard and fast rule. Teachers and
students alike have their own definition of when 8:00 is. As a result, it is so
quiet when I get to campus at 7:45 that I can hear all the frogs and birds.
| This same man will later mow that football pitch with some contraption made from used bicycle parts and a saw |
Everyday, I walk under the covered walkways to head for the
Almighty Book. No, the other Almighty Book. The one you must sign before 9:00
am or suffer some unknown torture. I am lucky, though, that I don't have to
sign out at 4:30 like at other schools, and doubly lucky that I don't have to
sign in via thumb scan like the high schools.
| I am writing "8:00 to 16:30" mwhahahah |
Today, I gathered my materials (whiteboard markers,
handouts, class name lists) and headed out the door. Everyday at 8:00am and
6:00 pm, the national anthem is played and everyone who isn't driving should
stop what they're doing and listen respectfully. I always know that I'm going
to have to stop and listen to the song, but I can't force myself to leave the office after it's over. I
have not been able to shed the Midwestern penchant for punctuality.
| The picture on my name card is from my junior year in high school. |
Today, I stopped just outside the Chevron Settapat Training
Center and was able to give a wave to my weekend students, who are in training
to work off shore and make a boatload more money than me.
| These guys graduate next week. I will really miss them :( |
| fancy schmancy Business Administration Building |
After class, I met Stephen in the canteen across the road. I
eat here most everyday I teach because it's quite cheap and easy. You get rice
and a choice of 3 dishes for 30 baht ($1). I usually get 2 vegetables and a
curry. For some reason the vegetable dishes often have bits of meat making it difficult to be a pure vegetarian.
| Occasionally I make a mistake and get liver but for the most part this stuff is yummy. |
At 1:00 I taught "Advanced" Writing with the 3rd year
English majors. I use the quotes because "advanced" is a relative
term. Advanced compared to a 7 year old? Yes. Advanced in terms of complexity
of structures, transitions, and overall vocabulary? Not always. But they are a
great class and really want to improve. Today I taught when to use infinitives
and gerunds for the grammar component and transitions for the composition section.
| These English majors are really taking notes and not faking it for the camera, I swear. |
After class, I decided to go to the market near my apartment
to get a few things at the open air vegetable stands as well as buy cat stuff at
Lee. I try to cook a few times a week, with varying success from week to week.
| Mystery meat on a stick cart on Chaimongkol Road |
I walked down Chaimongkol Road past several small shops and
Chaimongkol Temple and down a couple of smaller back streets to the market. I
find that the smaller the street, the more people who shout at me.
| Outdoor beverage shop off of Chaimongkol |
I bought my staples of carrots, eggplant, potatoes, garlic,
onions, and tomatoes as well as Friday Cat's food and litter. The motorcycle
taxi drivers wait in a group outside and by now, most of them know where to
take me. Because I was wearing a skirt I had to ride side-saddle and hope to
keep my balance as we turned corners.
| Daily market near Lee Wiwat |
I cooked my wok version of pasta primavera and watched
movies until it was time to meet the AUA crowd at 9 pm. They work at a language
school, so finish late and have Fridays off. It's a challenge to make it to
that time since I usually go to bed at 9, but chatting with that bunch is worth
the wait.
I used "underutilized" in the title of this blog post because there are times I wish I had more responsibility, more of a role in curriculum plannng, more professional development to keep up my game. But I reckon if that's my worst complaint, I'm essentially quite lucky. So, this Thursday was a day like any other with little stress, loads of free time, and a few laughs. All in all, a great day.
I used "underutilized" in the title of this blog post because there are times I wish I had more responsibility, more of a role in curriculum plannng, more professional development to keep up my game. But I reckon if that's my worst complaint, I'm essentially quite lucky. So, this Thursday was a day like any other with little stress, loads of free time, and a few laughs. All in all, a great day.
Songkhla Suns
One morning I got up at 5:30 so I could see the sunrise over the sea which is about a 5 minute walk from my apartment.
| first sight when I looked up |
| The campus across the street from my apartment. The building on the left is the Computer Tech Dept |
| A campus building but I'm not sure which one |
| Entrance to the naval base on Wachira Rd on the way to the sea |
| The stage on the beach used for traditional Thai dancing shows on Friday and Saturday nights |
| Life imitating art? |
| taking a bull for a morning stroll on the beach |
| view from the restaurant table |
| Fishermen closing up shop for the day |
| Rat Island |
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