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Ubon Ratchathani is one of the larger cities in Thailand, the local TAT (Tourism Authority Thailand) tries to promote the area as “The emerald triangle”, in counterpart to Thailand’s Golden Triangle. It refers to the relatively intact monsoon forest in this part of the province. This area shares borders with Laos and Cambodia, it’s safe to visit as the Khmer Rouge seems to be sleeping for years now. From the first moments here I liked it already. Ubon looks like the “real” Thailand to me, not that many tourists walk the streets, the town isn’t “polluted” with hotels and restaurants offering “Banana pancakes”. Northern – and southern Laos don’t give me this good feeling, no one should feel sorry to “miss” Laos.
Cabbages and condoms…
Vandenankerrr2005-11-25 14:41:13
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Ubon Ratchathani is one of the larger cities in Thailand, the local TAT (Tourism Authority Thailand) tries to promote the area as “The emerald triangle”, in counterpart to Thailand’s Golden Triangle. It refers to the relatively intact monsoon forest in this part of the province. This area shares borders with Laos and Cambodia, it’s safe to visit as the Khmer Rouge seems to be sleeping for years now. From the first moments here I liked it already. Ubon looks like the “real” Thailand to me, not that many tourists walk the streets, the town isn’t “polluted” with hotels and restaurants offering “Banana pancakes”. Northern – and southern Laos don’t give me this good feeling, no one should feel sorry to “miss” Laos.
There’s one shop that rents bicycle’s now, the woman that kindly answered my questions doesn’t look Thai to me, I can’t help for asking “Are you Thai?”. She tells me that her German father married a Japanese woman; she was on a “backpacking world tour” and met her later Thai husband in Ubon. Now she’s a “housewife” and ten days ago she set this business up. I’m her fourth customer what says something about how many people visit this town. Around Ubol the rice fields have all turned yellow, the woman are busy weaving in the small villages, “Farang”, the Thai word for foreigner, I hear them softly saying. I don’t hear any sounds of “civilization”, no cars, just water buffaloes and cows that work in the fields. I want these moments to last forever…
Khorat is like Ubon, a former US air base, a bustling town. I ask a passing “Farang” for a good place to go out, we go to the H2O bar. Alex worked seven years for Berlioz, teaching English in Brazil and Thailand, now he’s working for a NGO, he had enough of education and running the Berlioz language school in Phuket didn’t give him that satisfaction neither. After a woman gently drops my
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