Teerak, My Mom Is Sick And I Need Money (4)

Delivery by pick-up truck: July 4am now gay. Life could be worse!Chanting
7.30am and I am waiting outside my building withresumes but this time it is very brief, no more
my car and driver. No Neung and no Khun Ying,than five minutes. The monks collect their
her sister. Oh well, it's Thailand so I guess I justgoodies, climb into the pickup truck and off they
have to wait. I get an sms and it seems the taxigo. Formalities are over with. Neung's mother is
they called could not find their place so they arenow at peace.Lunch begins for all the guests. We
going to be very late. Mai pen rai.8.15am Neungsplit into two groups. I sit with Neung, Khun Ying
and Ying arrive carrying 6 large bags of cat food.and seven other ladies. Most are in their 50s and
Hmmm, this is looking interesting. Not quite sure60s and I am an object of fascination. They see
how this one gets explained. We set out forme struggling with the sitting postures and so, to
Rangsit. Neung explains about the cat food. Hera lot of laughing, a stool appears and I am told to
mother had four cats. The neighbor has beensit. My cheeks are red but the pain is gone so it's
feeding them but ran out of food 4 days ago, soa good tradeoff. Then the real challenge begins.
the cats have not eaten. Ok, that explains the catAm I going to eat the food? Luckily I like Thai
food well enough!9.15am we arrive at the house infood at least as much as kon Thai so the food is
Rangsit and go see the neighbors. Cats arrive,no problem for me. They even begin to realise
fast! We give them some food and then they arethat I speak quite decent Thai.Everything is going
joined by the neighbor's dog, who seems to eatwell until we come to the durian mixed with sticky
cat food as willingly as she eats dog food. Well, it'srice and coconut milk. Durian is actually ok to eat
Thailand!We are going to do tambuun at thebut this one is not ripe enough. Sticky rice is not
house. Neung explains that sometimes people do itsomething I enjoy. The mixture all together? Well
at the temple but it is considered "luckier" to do itI manage not to throw up but only just and, of
at the person's house. Something to do withcourse, the whole group finds this very
releasing the spirit. I don't pretend to understandentertaining, myself just about included. These are
but no problem. I ask when the monks will arrive.all good people. They are having fun. They are
Around 11am I am told which, obviously, meansbeing very welcoming to me. It has been a good
11.30am. everyone is always late here. All theday so far.The food is cleared away and we all
monk's gifts have been prepared. Money instart to clear up. Neung pays for the food which
envelopes, flowers and the usual bucket ofmeans, necessarily that I pay for the food.
goodies - washing powder, toothpaste and soThere's a lot of celebrating and five minutes later
on.10.30am and the monks arrive. What's going onwhat seems like a million bottles of beer arrive.
here? No one in Thailand is ever early. We'll getSeems I gave a good tip too! So now everyone
back to this shortly, but it turns out to be aboutreally loves us.It's time to go, time to perform
food. The monks arrived, all nine of them, in themany wais, to say goodbye and to drive home.
back of a pickup truck. Dressed in their orangeNeung is leaving for Amsterdam tonight to spend
robes it is a somewhat surreal scene. The10 days with her gay Thai friend and his Dutch
strangest pickup delivery I have ever seen! Weboyfriend. She tries to insist that she won't be
now have nine monks seated on the floor of thespending the entire 10 days finding a new
house, with about 25 guests seated all over theboyfriend but doesn't sound too credible. Mai pen
place. The rituals begin with an offering of waterrai, this is not my problem anymore. If she is
to the monks. The candles are lit, the string ishappy then I am happy too. She may be my ex
unwound, we all settle down and the chantingbut she is still my friend and she has had a tough
begins.I can't be sure but it seemed to me thatfew months.The first Thai funeral I attended was
the chanting was much the same as at thefor Neung's mother and it is for her also that I
funeral ceremonies. It's quite interesting to watchhave made my first tambuun. It has been
and listen. It is melodic without being musical andanother fascinating experience. The Thai people
mildly hypnotic. Hypnosis would have been usefulmanage death with a lot of grace, humor, tact
because I was in agony from sitting with crossedand respect. That's an odd mix of words perhaps
legs. My knees are shot from too much running atbut it's an appropriate mix. I like the way they do
the gym and I find these very basic sittingthis and I like to think that Neung's mother would
postures almost impossible to manage. So, forhave been pleased with what she saw today. I
me, the chanting is an exercise in pain and thedon't pretend to understand Buddhism or Thai
constant thought running through my mind ofculture, but what I do see I like very much.As for
"how much longer"?A couple of dogs wander inNeung it has been a difficult time. Her mother was
and out as we sit and a little 2 year old girlsher only family. Her father did not turn up today
comes to join us, holding her hands up in theand has apparently been asking her for money.
praying position. It's a very cute scene. She getsHer stepfather, aged 75, has been trying to
bored quickly, as 2 year olds do, and decides totransfer his affections for her mother to Neung
examine and take apart the padlock to theherself.She has been unhappy and she has cried
garden gate. Then she decides to try everyonealone a lot. I have not been able to spend much
else's shoes, flip flops, high heels, they are all oftime with her. Today she seems happier than I
equal interest. I find my eyes wandering muchhave seen her in a long time. In part it's because
more to her than the business at hand.Theshe is going to Amsterdam but I think it is more
chanting ceases and now I learn why the monksthan that. She has finally learned to say goodbye
arrived early. We are their lunch. I am told thatto her mother.Thailand is sometimes truly a crazy
the monks eat twice a day, breakfast and lunchplace. Crazy but wonderful and so very much
and that they may not eat after midday. Theyalive, even in death. I am privileged to be here.The
turned up early to be sure that they could getend. Original article available at from England,
lunch. Well that makes perfect sense to me. AfterAdam Bryan-Brown has lived in Bangkok for one
all, this country more than most, marches on itsyear having spent many years working in
stomach. Lunch is a feast. A mass of differentbusinesses in the United Sates and Switzerland.
foods. They eat, we wait. Everyone seems happyAfter graduating from Oxford University, Adam
and there is a lot of laughing from everyone.I am,spent 20 years working in public relations.At the
of course, the only farang and the object ofbeginning of 2005 Adam set up his first
some attention. Many are asking Neung if I amindependent company, 2nd AB Associates, a
her boyfriend. She says no, just a friend and thatvirtual public relations agency. artThailand was
I am gay. Hmmm, ok. Now where did that comecreated in January 2006 and is his second
from? Neung explains. If I say u are my friendindependent venture. The company is committed
(puan) they will wonder why u are here so I calledto promoting Thai contemporary art across the
u my gay friend. Hmm, ok. Why not say I am urworld.He is also a published writer and is currently
ex boyfriend. No way she says. If I say that Iworking on a book about his life in Thailand. His
lose face. So the price of not losing face is that Imain interests are contemporary art and writing.