Monday, April 20, 2009

The floating market etc…

The Floating Market:

Day 3

On Friday we visited Thailand’s famous floating market. The market had been known for its vastness and as a place where people would do their daily shopping. Today, it is a place where Thai people hawk their goods, wears and foods to tourists. Make no mistake, it is quite amazing. Tens of Thai merchants, rowing their boats, selling goods to eagar tourists in long narrow boats. Here too, Thailands traffic is a problem. Floating market consumers colliding their boats with merchant boats. Peaceful but hectic - everywhere there are people pushing Thai silk, mango sticky rice, soup, meatballs and sausage. It is a sight to see.

Speaking of meatballs and sausage. (Now that’s a way to start out a paragraph!) Thai’s love their meatballs and sausage. I say this partially because I have no idea what the majority of the street food was, but I do know the format. Meatballs or sausages. Shrimp, chicken, pork, insects - all either ground up, made round in a ball and skewered on a stick; or ground up and stuffed into a casing to make a sausage form. On the street, I really could not tell, nor was I brave enough to try the items to figure it out - but at our hotel breakfast, there were signs telling us what everything was. “Fish Balls” “BBQ Chicken (sausage)” “stewed pork (sausage)” “vegetable balls”. Breakfast, lunch and dinner, either in the form of a sausage or a meatball.

On our way back from the floating market tour we stopped at a wood carving workshop. It was a roadside attraction created for tourists, but it was truly amazing. Thai men and women sat hunched over blocks of wood carving the most amazing things. There was a giant dining room table with the entire top carved as elephants on top of each other - 3 Dimensional with glass over top. I really wanted it. Jeremy reminded me that it was $20,000 and wouldn’t quite work in our condo at the Groveland. Alas, I admired and walked on. When we were done looking we sat and waited for the other couple that was on our tour. As with the previous stops on this tour ‘Mr. and Mrs. Tour guest strangers’ took quite a while. Jeremy and I found some giant wood carved patio furniture (that I also felt would be nice at the Groveland) and we waited. We waited and waited. After quite a while Jeremy turns to me and asks, “What do you think your dad would do if we called him and told him, ‘Jay - uh, we are lost, stuck in a wood carving workshop somewhere in Thailand. We don’t know where we are, but we know there is a lot of carved wood and we need to get out.’?” I laughed, thinking of Jay Weinblatt on the other end. He would first try to call the police: “Police, my daughter and her husband are stuck in a Thai wood carving factory and they need help” The police would likely hang up. He would then try the state department, who would ask for details and he would say, “a wood carving factory, with a large elephant table, that’s all I know”. We laughed. Looked at each other, got a bit nervous and went to find our guide!

Thankfully, we were not lost at a woodcarving workshop. Thankfully Jay Weinblatt did not need to send out the FBI. And thankfully, I know if we were, he would come a lookin’.

The lady we bought mango sticky rice from:

1 comment:

Dad Jay said...

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