Imagine that you are in one of Pattaya’s cozy coffee shops with a recently – arrived expat who is trying to understand and adjust to this city. And imagine that you are trying to explain what it is to live here, and in the process, telling her or him or both, some of the many experiences that you , surely enough, have lived or situations that you have seen and witness or those that you were told by any of your friends. In other words, trying to explain what “Thai ways” means.
So now , what if you share any of those anecdotes, stories, comments or tales with us and all expats who are visiting our site willing to know more about this city, before making any decision to move into Thailand and more specifically, Pattaya?
We know as well as you do, that moving to Thailand, is one of the biggest challenges that any of us experienced in our lives. Actually, it will depend of our personal life story whether the challenge is the biggest, or just one more among many. But what nobody can deny is the fact that living in Pattaya, gives a special “spicyness” to our lives. It will depend on our own palates whether this spiciness will leave a pleasant or a bitter taste in our mouths.
All of us, each of us, and there is no exception about this, lives in a state of endless surprise here, which is translated into endless emails, messages, chats, facebook posts, plus the conversations with our families and friends when we go back to our home countries. It is in those encounters when we have to look for photographs as a trustful support to our relates. Even then, sometimes, it is not so easy to be believed. And we are not inventing any story, we are just trying to tell how it is our life here.
A great part of the anecdotes come from our trips, although travelling is not the only source of our bagage of tales and stories. With only living here, with only paying attention , listening, watching and seeing what is going on around us, it is more than enough. How many times, we were told, back at home, that we should write a book…
The idea is simple. Just write any thing that has called your attention, any thing that you have learned, or read on a newspaper , magazine or book, or just put down your thoughts about any specific theme, topic about Thailand, Pattaya, Thai customs, the Thai people, or , just the Thai ways.
We created this section for anyone who which to participate. This is a space where we will tell to anyone willing to listen what it means to live in this city, among its people, what it means to be an exptat in Pattaya. We are offering you to be part of goodmorningpattaya.com. We are offering you to be one of the Voices from Pattaya. From this website.
What do you have to do?
Write all the notes you wish, and send them to us at firstname.lastname@example.org We will post them in our section Voices from Pattaya. In this way, we will be giving a trustful- first hand “inside story” to all expats who are researching and loking for information about Pattaya. Even before moving in here.
How to do it?
– Choose the theme or topic of your preference, just think of any thing or situation that would help a newcomer to the city to understand better Pattaya.
– We reserve for ourselves the right to not posting any photo or note that might be offensive, especially toward the city, the country or Thai people, according to our own criteria.
Be part of goodmorningpattaya.com , just do it.
Lets tell tales, lets be the Voices from Pattaya…
An old, popular legend repeated hundreds, if not thousands, of times says that … ‘…Many years ago, when Vietnam was just starting to develop into a country, they had to fight against invaders. Seeing this, the Gods sent a family of dragons as protectors and so, to help the Vietnamese defending their country… This family of dragons began spitting out jewels an ...[Read More]
The tittle called my attention: ‘Bencharon Journey: from China to Siam’. It was an article dedicated to a rare Bencharon exhibition. Over 150 pieces of Bencharon and related objects in other materials made exclusively for Siam in the 18th and 19th centuries had been assembled from private collections, including items housed at Chakrabongse Palace, and galleries exclusively for thi ...[Read More]
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I will now introduce you to a hypothesis that began to germinate in my mind in 2003. Most three-year-olds live in the Now. They live exclusively and uncompromisingly in the present. Something is now or it is not-now. This means that if you offer a 3-year-old one chocolate now or 10 chocolates in 2 minutes time, the choice will be a chocolate now. “10 chocolates in 2 minutes” is not-now. It doesn’t ...[Read More]
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“I like to see the skies”, a sweet friend who used to live in Pattaya for many years, once told me. I just looked at her trying to grasp what she meant. I remember going back home still thinking about what Peggy had said. Since then, I look the sky. Since then, I look differently, with other eyes, the beauty of a sunrise or sunset, a coming storm, or just the clouds changing s ...[Read More]
It was dark and cool. Above, a black, starred sky. The Old City of Bagan was shrouded under the moon’s warm, white light. Silence. No sound could be heard. Although we had torches we didn’t want to break the spell of that moment turning them on. ‘ Wait us in the lobby of your hotel at five thirty tomorrow morning, our people will pick you up. Do not worry, we will be there in ...[Read More]
The announcement came as usual, by email. Subject: ‘ Pattaya’s hidden Gems, Chonburi province ‘. The program included a visit to The Museum of Buddhist Art Nongprue. The Siam Society was coming to Pattaya. Our city. If you are a member of the Siam Society you get used to check your inbox, just waiting for the next news. In this way, we have been travelling to different provinc ...[Read More]
We had been on the boat for ten hours when, high on the top the cliffs, the first sillouttes cradled by the Irrawaddy river began came into sight. One after the another, like centinels towering above the Mandalay plains as they had been doing for centuries. Shrouded in the late afternoon mist, the old, majestic stupas and temples of the ancient city proudly stand before us. As in a dream, a ...[Read More]