Updates from December, 2016 Toggle Comment Threads | Keyboard Shortcuts

  • hardie karges 12:25 am on December 27, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Chiang Dao, Chiang Mai, hill-tribes, Kwan Yin, Lahu,   

    Thai Holidays Outback Up North, part 3: Six Temples, Two Borders, a Maharishi and a Funeral… 

    Continued from previous…


    Kwan Yin (Kuan Im) festival near Chiang Dao, with many hill-tribe participants…

    So after the funeral in Uttaradit Province, Thailand, I’d like to explore that new border crossing into Laos, but my priest has other ideas, and he’s the boss. I’m the driver. So that means another late night drive from near the Lao border all the way back to the small town of Sarapee near Chiang Mai, finally pulling in to the temple about ten p.m. dead tired and more than a little wired, from twisty windy back-country roads…

    This is all so that we can buy a new truck, to take to the Tai Yai ‘Shan’ people out on the Burmese border where we were last week. Seems they’ve graduated from blankets and dried noodles to new 4 x 4’s. Bizniz is good, I guess. So we do: drive, that is, out again past Pai, into the remote fastnesses of Mae Hong Son province, where foreigners are not usually even allowed to enter, much less drive, but membership has its privileges, I guess… (More …)

  • hardie karges 1:44 pm on December 22, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , ,   

    Thailand Outback Up North, part 2: Drive He Said (Buddhism for Sale)… 

    Continued from previous…


    Feast fit for priests at Jaw Jalern Forest Temple

    One thousand baht!”

    Amen!” the crowd roars in response to the emcee’s declaration, hooting and hollering to beat the band, whatever that means, here in Thailand, as elsewhere, taking delight in small pleasures…

    The emcee continues. “And now we have a contribution to Forest Temple Udom Tham, from Chiang Rai Prakan Chiwit, the life insurance that is there for you just when you need them most, for the sum of… Ten Thousand Baht! Ooohhh, that’s nice!”

    Amen!” the crowd answers in agreement, one group from faraway Isaan obviously cutting up and loving it, trying to outdo all the others in their silliness and sober raucousness… (More …)

  • hardie karges 12:35 am on December 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Mae Hong Son, Shan, Tai Yai,   

    Thailand Outback Up North: Covering Bodies and Bases, Filling Bellies and Logic… 


    They say that life doesn’t always work out like you plan—duh. ‘They’ say lots of sh*t, of course, but ‘they’ seem to have nailed this one. So when I came back to Thailand a couple weeks ago for the many-hundredth time, I assumed that I would likely be an ordained Buddhist monk by now, albeit only seasonally, Thai-style, IF I felt ready enough with my meditation practice, and IF I felt confident enough with my ability to memorize the Pali-transcribed-to-Thai initiation ritual, necessary to seal the deal, and not be a failure nor a joke…

    ‘Nor be a joke’, that’s the crucial concept here, in this fantasy Disney-inspired Thai-land heavily colonized by long-term tourists, short-term customers and random retirees in the late innings of life, all of whom as ‘Farangs’ (western foreigners) constitute the punch-line of many a back-handed compliment or verbal slight, whether they know it or not, usually not. So that’s the reason I learned to dance the lingo, damned torpedoes, for better or worse, usually better, till death do us part… (More …)

    • davekingsbury 9:58 pm on December 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      As always, enlightening … in the sense of … oh, you know what I mean! May I ask if these pieces are destined for your travel book, in some form?

      • hardie karges 11:39 pm on December 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I guess I was sorta’ joking about another travel book, doubt that will happen, at 62 y.o. my travel days are probably limited, except as metaphor and analogy… Zen and the Art of Travel, maybe? 🙂

        • davekingsbury 3:46 pm on December 21, 2016 Permalink

          I’d buy it! Never was interested in motorcycles …

        • hardie karges 1:56 am on December 22, 2016 Permalink

          Ha! I wish I had the numbers to even consider it; more likely a book on Buddhism, in some way, at some point. But I appreciate your support for my humble efforts. Remind me to bring you a copy of ‘Hypertravel, 100 Countries’, etc, next time I’m traveling direct US-UK…

    • Esther Fabbricante 9:07 pm on May 14, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      I am honored to have your book, ‘Hypertravel 100 Countries.’

  • hardie karges 4:10 am on December 13, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , radio,   

    Radio Free Tucson: KXCI 91.3 FM, “no static at all”… 

    img_1297In this day on Internet everything, radio broadcasts may seem a bit old-fashioned, but Justin Kesha don’t know it yet, then know it now: community radio is the hottest ticket in town for modern indie vibes and world tribes. Kanye see Beyoncé force-fed smoke-and-mirror music that dominates the Big Biz of Entertainment, Inc? Try…

    Where else will you hear live music on the radio? We all know the answer to that question. So I need to give a ‘shout-out’ to KXCI-Tucson for making life livable there, in what sometimes seems like a redneck cow-town with too many cowboys and not enough hippies. But that could change… (More …)

  • hardie karges 12:15 am on December 7, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: cartels, Mafia, , San Diego, , Wat Metta   

    Jet-Lag Diaries: Mafia in Mexico, Satori in San Diego, Trumped in Tucson, WTF… 

    img_1276Sometimes I feel like an archaeologist of myself, periodically coming across a shard or shrapnel from my past of which I have no clue as to where it came from or why it’s there, in this case an unopened letter from twenty years ago containing my college transcripts, grades and such, my university report card signed sealed but never delivered, for reasons unknown, the six ‘w’s of life—what where when who why WTF—left unanswered but for the nagging clingings of consciousness…

    What was I considering studying: physics, microbiology, linguistics or anthropology? Whatever it was, I doubt it was philosophy, or religion, but I never did it anyway, never even applied, wherever it was, which ever it was, however I planned to pay for it, just a milestone of non-accomplishment, filed away for further consideration, flopping…

    …floundering in the bottom of a file cabinet, somewhere, filled with assorted floppy disks, CD’s, DVD’s and other period pieces that defined my lifestyle of the past two-three decades mostly unattended, from one storage unit to another, from one American city to another in hopes of a brighter later, so maybe now it’s time, since grades don’t expire, now, do they? (More …)

    • Esther Fabbricante 1:16 am on December 7, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      “O, Mr. Karges, do you write?” I can hardly comprehend what I read – remarkable!

    • hardie karges 1:52 am on December 7, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      thank you, Esther, I try…

Compose new post
Next post/Next comment
Previous post/Previous comment
Show/Hide comments
Go to top
Go to login
Show/Hide help
shift + esc