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Published: July 14th 2008
SNAKE MILKING FARM- yup, that's what we went to bed thinking about last night and images of how in the world this works made us arise quite early (3:30AM to be exact). The debate last night was to either spend the day at a crocodile park, with 30,000 (?) crocodiles, including a live wrestling match, or attend a snake farm.
We eagerly arose, ate a very nice english style breakfast and went confidently to our nearest tuk tuk driver. Once again, us Bostonians were conquered by the great and powerful Bangkok locals. Our tuk tuk took us to a silk shop, which is literally every third shop. After a very rude "don't touch" interaction we hopped back on a tuk tuk to go directly to the snake farm. At least, that's what we thought. We gratefully stepped out of our little motorized huffy and followed his lead to this river boat, but a quick instinct reminded us to tell our destination for a 100th time and of course, hands in the air, this was not the correct location either. Off again, this time to a corner where our dirver told us to get on a bus, and all those local Bangkok residents had the joy of seeing us three American girls running for a bus, not even knowing where it was going. Luckily, we met our first helpful person on the bus who was kind enough to answer our questions and point us in the correct direction.
Off the bus and onto snake milking ground. As you may have guessed, we missed the milking, which turns out to be venom extraction, one of two places in the world where this takes place. It was a complete ghost town, with the exception of the most venomous snakes in the world. Did you know that one way to counteract snakes venom is horse blood? Most were off hidden behind or under something. We did however get to watch one green snake in action as it slowly lowered itself down upon two unsuspecting frogs and snatched them up. Do you know what sound a frog makes in a snakes mouth? It sounds like a squeel of a pig. Our expectaions were immedialtey raised for the rest of the day, only to be beat by a 3 foot lizard we spotted in Lumphini Park and another we saw under the sewer grate, which is pretty scary when you have nsakes on your mind to begin with.
All in all, not a bad day. We are off to Cambodia tomorrow, 7AM. We are anxious to get out of Bangkok, but not exactly looking forward to the 13 hour bus ride, with the man making roller coaster like gestures with his hands to describe the trek. We have learned many lessons today, one being that there is a very good chance there is no bus that travels to Cambodia, which we will then start the day with a massage and find somewhere other than Bangkok to visit. Not sure what the interent service will be like in Cambodia, but if we truly are on a bus tomorrow, I won't be writing on a blog when I arrive. I hope to download some pictures next time, and if I wake at 3:30AM again tomorrow morning, I promise I'll make the most of my time and download some photos.
~Thai Kho (Again, PLEASE, no spelling judgements. There is a timer on this computer and it makes my heart beat rapidly. Most of you know my thoughts on time. For the rest of you, I get to school at 7:15AM so I'm not late. I live 1.5 miles away, and school starts at 8:30)
PS Nik, on the plane ride I watched a movie called "Run Fatboy Run". If we want to run the Boston Marathon in 2009 we need to start filling out charity applications. I definitely want to train for another half marathon come Sept/Oct, not so sure about a full marathon. Think about it and let me know what you think. You've got 5 weeks to ponder.
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Eric B
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SNAKE MILK. What a way to start a morning with a little snake milk in your Lucky Charms. It's that extra kick that you need to get your day started right. Now with extra shot of horse blood, it really keeps the kids happy. Get yours today at your local shopping store. Waring. Snake milk has side effects.... like death. If death acures, please see your local undertaker.