Tuesday, December 20, 2011

A falang story

This is an example of why it is fun being a falang (white foreigner) in Chachoengsao:

The other night as I returned home from dinner I was stopped by a Thai guy I met the other week at a thanksgiving party. The guy was working in his comic book libraray shop and I went in had a chat with him for about ten minutes before saying goodbye to leave. As I said goodbye he offered me an ice cream from the freezer he had at the front of his shop. I accepted and stood eating the ice cream. Because the falang (me) was eating ice cream the hairdresser next door came out for one and so too did the person whose hair she was cutting. Then the three street vendors beside stopping cooking and came over to have an ice cream with me. It really is like being a celebrity sometimes and just for being white.
My friend whose shop I was at the front of then insisted he ride me home on his motorbike even though it was only a three minute walk so I climbed on the back of the bike and he drove me to my door. I returned the following night for an ice cream.

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