My American Grafitti

It’s been a week since The Ideal School finally ended. Leaving little time for rest things started back up again. The week went by in a blur. Here are some key points:

• Weekend
  
• P'Tukata's Birthday!
  
• Back to School
  
• Formal Dinner W/ Big Shot Educational Advisors
  
• Teaching
  
• Bim and Bam's Birthday!
  
• Laundry (much needed)
  
• Trombone's Birthday!
  
• Teaching
  
• More Teaching
  
• Rain
  
• Played Guitar
  
• Mysterious Rotten Egg Smell Located
  
• Teaching
  
• More Rain...and Lots of it
  

I didn’t realize till later that this rain had caused a minor crisis in nearby villages. Mae Phrik was hit by chest high flood waters, destroy or ruining many home. Hoikynok, the notoriously funny named town was cut off from everthing as trees and water blocked the roads. P’Tukta joked that “you need to get there by boat.” In Pha Pang however; we just had a lot of water.
The river that runs through Pha Pang as a central vain was at least 2 meters higher than the norm. Rice fields to close were cut down, and the river carved out a new path. Sometime these new paths lead to more and more Rice fields. Everyone in town was out looking at each bridge, looking intently at the water.
Up until about noon, when the water finally began receding (just a tiny bit) people were off looking at the flooding. They’d drive by each other shouting then “rrrrurrr!” pull off. It was like a Thai American Grafitti, People cruisin’ the Pha Pang strip, the occassional stop, everyone yelling at each other between bikes, honking at people walking. I felt like I was just missing a guy with a leather jacket, although I figured the guy wearing sunglasses (at 9 am) and carrying a boombox would do.
After I made my run on the strip things cooled off, both in temperature and activity. I took a seat next to P’Jot and she said “Boring day in Pha Pang”.
I out at the constant thunder of motorcycles, the gathering of storm clouds, the book I wanted to finish, the shoes I needed to clean, the cook book I had yet to complete, my journal beggin to be written in, and replied “Yeah”.