On the way back home.

Trip Start Oct 03, 2012
Trip End Apr 08, 2013

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What I did
Chatuchak Weekend Market�

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Sunday, April 7, 2013

As soon
as the Vipassana
course came to its conclusion all the participants started talking among
themselves. No particular encouragement was needed for people to start talking
to each other, no matter that they didn’t
know each other at all. After all 10 days of complete silence is a good reason
and motivation to talk to any one. `but you also want to share your experience
and listen to the other peoples’ experience. Did others feel like I did? Was
everything in my mind? Didn’t I really experience all that? It was
just wishful thinking
that your mind converted into a believable experience?
Did the others experience more? Did you
make any mistakes in applying the methodology? When were their feelings as the
days progressed? Which day was the worse? The day that they  thought they wouldn’t go
through it and would have to quit? All these questions are the ones that
immediately come into your mind and start asking others. I remember when I
arrived at the retreat and sat down with the rest of the male participants,
they started calling our names. When your name was called you would just get up
and head to your allocated dorm. During my 6 months of travelling I hadnt com
across with any Greek or Cypriot traveller. My only contact with a Greek or
Cypriot element was a book, I apologia tou Sokrati, in greek I found in the hostel in Brasil’s Iquazu
falls, Rafi in L.A. and a Greek client of a friend of mine in Phnom Pehn
(whom I met for dinner and he had the shock of his life with life in Cambodia).
So there I was, sitting and waiting for my name to be called, when suddenly I
hear the name Vangelis be called. I immediately turn my head up, looking
around. There was a Greek! From that moment on we were not allowed to speak.
What an irony…

It was during those pleasant and
buzzing hours after the course that I met with Angie and Casey, Igor and Tee.
Tee was from a Chinese father and Thai mother. (or the other way round? I don’t
remember) and the youngest of the kids. He was studying in Beijing and he was
to go into politics, hoping to land a job as an aide to a Thai diplomat in
Beijing. He is young, around the age of 22 maybe. He must have been a troubled
young man and his family persuaded him to come and take the course hoping that
he would discover himself and  straighten
his life. I think he was also had a hard time getting over a recent breakup. He
was a very friendly, polite and helpful guy. When we went back to Bangkok with
the bus he offered to take all four of us at his home and stay the night there.
Igor and I couldn’t stay the night as it was our last day
at Bangkok (mine was the last day of the travels!) but Angie and Casey stayed.
Tee  took us though to his house and this
is where I was, for the first time, introduced to the wonderful taste of
purple mangosteen, one
of the best fruits I ever had in my life! So after having our tea and learning
that Thai men can have more than 1 wife, his uncle was married to more than 1
woman, Tee took us with his car around Bangkok, showing us around and we ended
up at Chatuchak
Weekend Market. This time
everything was so much better and easier as
Tee would just explain us about the
different kinds of food and show
us around.I remember him all the
time buying food and drinks for us to try.

Here we were chilling out
at the park next to the
market. A great
finale to an unprecedented great experience. It was like living a fairy tale. Having such a great time with these people that i just met. Talking and doing and enjoying small things like walking in the market, tasting exotic
food. Five complete strangers from all around the world, conversing and sharing their life experiences. And at the end of the day everyone moving on a
different direction and probably not seeing each other again. It
is one of those experiences that you will remember for all of your
life. And when you go
back living your
routine and occasionally thing of this expreience it will feel like a dream, like a diffrenet life time…

Next stop for me
was the airport. Tee along with
Angie and Casey dropped me to the
airport at night.

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