I finally finished detailing the final days of our world tour. I think this was the best one yet and have two pages of words and photos (a lot of photos) to back it up. See it all here:www.onemaninbeijing.blogspot.com
8550 miles from home. No job. No friends. Most of my stuff in some storage container in Michigan. My three-year mission: to explore a strange new world, to seek out a new life amidst a new civilization, to boldly go where this man has never gone before...
I finally finished detailing the final days of our world tour. I think this was the best one yet and have two pages of words and photos (a lot of photos) to back it up. See it all here:
www.onemanonearth-matt.blogspot.com
www.onemaninflorence.blogspot.com
www.onemaninkyoto.blogspot.com
www.onemaninseattle.blogspot.com
When one first enters the Wat Mahabut compound, it seems like most other wat in town: several ornate temples and a lot of monks and stray dogs. But as you make your way towards the back, you’ll notice a throng of vendors selling food and various trinkets and this means you’re getting close to the Shrine. Much of this stuff is for sale as an offering to the ghosts of Nang Nak (including beautiful dresses and cosmetics) and her child (toys, candy, milk and diapers).






After making an offering and praying to Nang Nak’s gold leaf covered statue, many people will buy lottery tickets from local vendors in hopes that the ghost will bring them financial fortune. The Shrine of Nang Nak is also popular with men looking to get out of military duty, but should be avoided (for obvious reasons) if you are woman who is either wants to get pregnant or is already pregnant (those people should just stick to the Goddess Tuptin Shrine).
The Goddess Tuptim Shrine is a fertility shrine (as if Bangkok needed another place celebrating fertility) built by the man who also constructed the hotel, millionaire Nai Lert, to honor Chao Mae Tuptim, a female deity who supposedly lives inside a Sai (or Ficus) tree on the site. If you look at the interior of the spirit house at the Shrine, you can see a small image of Chao Mae Tuptim.
Originally, people brought food items, white jasmine flowers, lotus buds and incense sticks to the Shrine to honor the deity, but over the years those gifts were replace by wooden and stone phallic symbols of various sizes.
Some of them will tower over you and many are painted in bright colors.


Surrounding the wooden phalluses, are various small statues of elephants, horses, Thai dancers, monks and regular people.
I don't really believe in fertility shrines and that kind of stuff, but if you live in Bangkok and are having trouble conceiving a child, then I guess it wouldn't hurt to pay a visit to Chao Mae Tuptim and pray for a higher sperm count or something like that.
Probably the most famous shrine in town is the Hindu Erawan Shrine located by the Grand Hyatt Erawan hotel, at the intersection of Ratchadamri Road and Ratchaprasong Road. It is in the heart of a thriving shopping district and has an interesting history.
Afterwards, the construction work proceeded without incident. In 1987, the hotel was demolished to make room for the Grand Hyatt Erawan Hotel, but the Shrine remained.
The dancers can also be hired (for a donation) to thank the Brahama for prayers and wishes that have come true.
Additionally, flower garlands, lotus, incense and candles can be purchased to offer up to the Brahma.



The occupation "snake handler" is not one I aspire to, but thankfully there were several brave gentlemen on hand to make sure these deadly snakes got put back where they belong.
All of the handlers at the Institute have been bitten more than once and one guy there had some visual proof that shows just how dangerous these snakes are.
Throughout the show, a presenter was on hand to talk about the snakes and answer questions from the audience (she also hosted a brief slide show before the demonstration).
Later, they let people touch the snakes (thankfully, these were the non-poisonous ones).
The main reason the Institute exists is to manufacture vaccines and serum for unfortunate folks who are on the receiving end of a poisonous snake bite. This medication is made from actual snake venom and the handlers demonstrated how the snake is milked.

The Beaters can be seen live on stage every Wednesday night at the Log Home on Sukhumvit Soi 55. I wasn't really sure what to expect from them, but I was immediately impressed by their skill and obvious love for the material. They played every song flawlessly and seemed to be having a good time doing it.
Most of the songs in their set were from the earlier Beatles albums including "I Want to Hold Your Hand," "All My Loving," "I Feel Fine," "Ticket to Ride," "Can't Buy Me Love," "Nowhere Man," "Day Tripper," and the Beatles version of Buddy Holly's "Words of Love." Based on their costumes, I expected the whole set to comprised of songs from this part of the band's career, and was pleasantly surprised to see them roll out such later classics as "Let it Be," "Hey Jude," "I Will," "Don't Let Me Down," "Across the Universe," and my all-time favorite "A Day in the Life." Many of these were requests from the audience and I was tempted to see if I could get them to play something really obscure like "Helter Skelter" or "Hey Bulldog," but I didn't get a chance because I was too busy enjoying the show.
"John" sang lead on "Taxman..."
While their "George" supplied the main vocals for "Twist and Shout."
"Ringo" didn't even sing at all, even when the band played "Yellow Submarine."
But all this didn't really matter. These guys were having a good time and the audience was too and that's what's important. They were really nice too and seemed to appreciate the shirt I was wearing.
On a personal note, the Log Home will always hold a special place in my heart because it was the site of my son Max's debut on guitar a few Sundays back.
He played a great version of "You Really Got Me" by the Kinks backed by a full band and I was pretty impressed by his performance (not to mention quite proud). I think this kids got a future (if he keeps practicing). Keep it up buddy!