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Zenwind

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  1. I’ve lived in Thailand for 17 years at the same address (in Bangkruai, Nonthaburi), and postal service here has always been sketchy.  But it is much worse since the Covid pandemic.  I rarely get any mail at all.  Christmas cards from family in the USA no longer arrive.  Monthly bank statements from the USA will only arrive maybe one out of ten.  Important bank packages have been returned to the US as “undeliverable”. 

    Over the years, I found that sending mail to the USA is impossible through the Thai Post – it never arrives.  I use DHL to get it there. 

    The US Postal Service is famously bad, but these clowns in my Thai province make the USPS look competent. 

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  2. Bourbon Street Restaurant and Oyster Bar.  BTS Ekkamai, north on Ekkamai about 200 yards on west side of street.  Authentic Cajun food, New Orleans style, plus great variety of many other cuisines.  I go there for their Reuben Sandwiches and great service.  

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  3. I light Mosquito Coils downstairs before dark and often use spray repellants on my ankles when going out. 

    DEET is still the gold standard in repellants, but it is a solvent, so you must be very careful and selective using it.  E.g., it delaminates layers of shoe or sandal soles and often melts plastic and other materials.  I rarely use it here unless outside for extended periods at night when needing many hours of protection.  Around home, I use weaker repellants, such as Citronella spray, which only lasts an hour or so for me. 

    For mosquito Coils, I put them in a steel dish with a lid (at least six inches in diameter).  If I don’t need the coil’s smoke anymore, I put the lid back on, which extinguishes the coil and saves the remainder for another time.  When sitting outside at night, I sit in front of a fan with a lit coil at my feet.  When using my (outdoor) toilet or shower, I put a burning coil in the room a few minutes before using.  The steel dish makes it easy to move around. 

    I always have a fan blowing on me when sleeping. 

    -Zenwind. 

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  4. I don't have much success either sending or receiving mail here in Nonthaburi, but I did receive that SSA mailing earlier this year. I mailed the form and its envelope to my sister in the USA via DHL, and she re-mailed it to SSA. (Although she said the DHL envelope had been opened.) She remailed it Registered. 

     

  5. Rooster, some Americans like me may honor you by calling you a "libertarian" (lower case "l"). That is, a "classical liberal", in the revolutionary British tradition of the Levelers, Locke, the Glorious Revolution and Cato's Letters, and in the American tradition of Thomas Jefferson et al. We may want to conserve such perennial values of personal freedom, but please do not ever call me a "conservative". Both Left and Right lust for obscene amounts of power these days. 

     

    Live and let live. Refuse the seduction of acquiring political power to dictate the lives of others. Tolerate peaceful differences. Let me alone, and I will tolerate you. 

     

    Thank you for your above meditation. 

     

    -Zenwind.

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  6. For many, many years, I have had trouble mailing letters to the USA, even when registered.  They simply do not arrive there.  And incoming mail from the USA is seldom better, especially in the last few years of the plague.  In email communications, I've been told that all Christmas cards, bank mailings, etc. mailed to me have been returned to the US.  I live in Nonthaburi on the rim of greater Bangkok. 

  7. I was born in 1950 in NW Pennsylvania.  On our black and white TV during the 50s, I watched the series, Lowell Thomas Adventures.  The episode that riveted me was the documentary of Mt. Everest’s first (proven) ascent, with Edmund Hillary and Tenzing Norkay summiting in 1953.  I saw men struggling upward under heavy loads into wind and storm.  As a little kid, I thought, “Wow!” 

     

    In the 1960s, my teenage years, I was into Boxing.  My early hero was Emile Griffith, a welterweight moving up into middleweight.  In 1963 My father and I watched his live fight on TV with an unknown fighter who knocked out my hero in the first round!  This unknown was Rubin “Hurricane” Carter.  Later, I admired the incredible boxing skill of Cassius Clay, but when he was stripped of his title for political reasons, I stopped following the sport. 

     

    Auto Racing was also a sport I followed in the 60s.  My father told me stories of Sterling Moss, and we would listen to the Indy 500 race every Memorial Day on radio on our family picnic.  My Formula-1 hero, Graham Hill, won it in 1966. 

     

    In the 1970s, returning from Vietnam, Mountaineering became my passion.  It was hard to follow closely because it is considered such a minor niche sport, thus not in the news much.  But I devoured the books and periodicals found in climbing shops, getting the slightly delayed news. 

     

    Reinhold Messner was the Man.  When I was a beginning technical climber, he was THE inspiration to me with his bold solo ascents, and in his well-written personal accounts he articulated the psychological and physical training attitude required for extreme climbing.  Every year in the late-70s, several news items revealed his new record-breaking adventures in the mountains.  I would stumble down from a (rather humble) solo climbing expedition and go right to the nearest climbing store, heading for the book section.  Here is a new book by Messner:  he did what?!?  His pace of newer and ever more audacious extreme climbs was astounding.  Breathtaking. 

     

    E.g.:  As a training climb, Messner, with Peter Habeler, did record time climbing the North Face of the Eiger.  In 1978, he and Habeler were the first to climb Mt Everest without supplementary oxygen.  (Messner never used oxygen, ever.)  In 1980, he was the first to climb Everest solo, bottom to top with no support.  He was the first to climb all 14 of the highest mountains in the world (all over 8,000 meters).  Many climbers since – most of them inspired by Messner – have set newer records.  But in those days when I was learning the craft, I saw him as the most incredible sportsman on the planet.  He astonished me like no other athlete. 

     

    -Zenwind. 

  8. 5 hours ago, Emdog said:

    I'm waiting for Godot vaccine.... that's my choice. Should be here any time now.....

     

    I am with you here, also waiting and (forlornly) hoping for the promise of the Waiting for Godot vaccine.  It seems to be a fitting dream for us who still cling to any fragments of hope in this mad 21st century. 

     

    What would Beckett do?

     

    -Zenwind. 

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  9. Can anyone advise me on where to find Tincture of Benzoin in Bangkok?  My usual pharmacist is unable to get it for me, but I’m quite sure I was able to get a small vial of it here in Thailand a dozen years ago or so (although I don’t remember how I got it). 

     

    Tincture of Benzoin, for me, is an old Boy Scout remedy for general foot abrasions and blisters.  It toughens the skin and prevents it from getting ripped up.  (It is smelly and sticky, but it works.)  It also helps athletic tape to adhere securely to a wound, with a bit of antiseptic help in the bargain. 

     

    My feet have always abraded easily, in Boy Scouts, in the Marines in Vietnam, and in my many years of wilderness expedition adventuring since then.  (Ok, maybe I’m still just a perennial “Tenderfoot”!)  

     

    These days, in Thailand, I wear sports sandals in this hellish heat, and my feet get torn up on long marches.  Tincture of Benzoin helped years ago, but I cannot find it now.  Any help acquiring it now would be most appreciated.  Thanks in advance. 

    -Zenwind. 

  10. I haven’t been to the Hard Rock Cafe Bangkok in many, many years.  Expensive, but it had a very cool a/c system and great memorabilia on the walls.  It was a good stopover after visiting matinees at the once-great Apex theaters in Siam Square: Lido, Scala and Siam (before they burned the latter down in 2010). 

     

    My wife and I used to stop into the Hard Rock for lunch after finishing our excruciating visits/ordeals at the Immigration Office when I (who live in Nonthaburi) had to use that hot, uncomfortable office located further to the south in Bangkok.  We relished the cool, clean atmosphere after the immigration nightmare. 

     

    The last time I was at the Hard Rock was probably a decade ago on a visit to Bangkok for movies, shopping and music.  For me, it was a stop in a comfortable a/c place where I could kill time and get a meal before walking the mile or so north to hear better music at The Rock Pub. 

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  11. I met most of my very few friends here in Thailand through the Meet Up websites, but also in several Bangkok music venues, or a couple of English-speaking Thais in my immediate neighborhood. 

     

    I’ve lived here on the fringes of greater Bangkok for just under 20 years after retiring from teaching in the USA.  My best friend is my wonderful Thai wife, although our language communications are less than comprehensive – since I have an acute disability in foreign language auditory-processing (from childhood accidental brain damage to my left Planum Temporale), and her English is rudimentary.  We get along very well nonetheless.  I am a life-long hermit by nature, so I live easily without excessive social contacts. 

     

    Upon moving to Thailand, I found the Meet Up websites extremely helpful in finding like-minded folks.  Movie groups, book clubs, outdoor and recreational groups, philosophical and political groups, etc.  My oldest and best friends here are from a local political Meet Up group (I am a classical liberal/libertarian). 

     

    In my years here, I have looked up music venues online and wandered through many Bangkok bars searching for great Blues and Rock music.  Many years ago, the great Peter Driscoll (an English expat here, now retired) played phenomenal old-time Rock n Roll and Rockabilly in long-gone venues like Tokyo Joe’s, Nomads, etc.  Peter is a treasured friend and an incredible encyclopedia of Rock history, and I really miss his live performances. 

     

    Most of my Thai friends are Rock n Roll musicians who have long played at The Rock Pub.  I have been a regular there for a long time and have got to know these bands who love Rock like I do.  We talk about our memories and experiences with Rock music, and how it has enriched our lives.  This venue is my ultimate home away from home.  Dear friends. 

     

    I also have a couple of English-speaking Thai friends in my neighborhood, who I talk to weekly on my walking rambles, and we share our wisdom and insights. 

     

    I have very few friends here, but they are well-chosen and cherished. 

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