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Over and Done With

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Finally finishing up this work day…and in turn, this work week. I just submitted the longest status report that I’ve ever written. It was hard to believe what a huge scope of work I did in just the last five days, but putting it all on paper in my report — as I do at the end of every week — made seeing believing. Thankfully, I’m no longer engaged in the stress-inducing, hair-pulling, faith-in-humanity-destroying concept of side work, so when I put the wraps on a week like this, it actually means that I’m done busting my ass for a day or two.

Tonight, Apple and I are going to Roy’s, mostly (okay, entirely) because we received a $20 coupon for their establishment in the mail this week. I like Roy’s, but it’s pricey and it’s located close to downtown, so on the two or three occasions per month when we go out to eat, I rarely choose to go there. But money talks, and so we’re walking to Roy’s. Okay, driving. But it’s the same meaning.

It’s the off season here in Florida, in a lousy economy to boot, so naturally most of the restaurants in town are scrounging for whatever business they can get. I have to be honest with you: I’m enjoying the spoils. In fact, in the last year I’ve noticed that we’ve been getting a lot of these hefty restaurant coupons in the mail, even for those out-of-control expensive chains like Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse. We also get them from local restaurants, who want to give us $20 off if we’ll just PLEASE GOD come in and eat there.

I think this is funny, in a way, because when the economy was booming, these same local joints basically said “fuck you” to us full-time residents, some even going so far as to stop taking carry-out orders from us working stiffs because they would rather serve their fancy-pants rich snowbirds in-house instead. Well, now a lot of those snowbirds have packed up and left, permanently, and many of us working stiffs don’t have the money to eat out as often as we used to, so what’cha gonna do? “Go out of business” was the answer for many local establishments, although I’m pleased to report that a number of really excellent places remain. In fact, this town is a far better place to grab a bite to eat now than it was at the time we first moved here, when the only kind of food you could find was fried grouper this, grilled grouper that. Now they even have Vietnamese.

Speaking of food, we’ve mostly been eating at home. If anything, actually, we’re spending more money on groceries now than we ever have, mostly because our extended stay in Thailand convinced us to start buying better quality (usually organic) produce, create more interesting and healthy meals, and just get a bit more creative with our cuisine. The results have been fantastic, and we have a whole bevy of stuff now that we can cook and enjoy at home. I’ve become a master of grilling fish, shrimp, steaks and all kinds of vegetables, while Apple has put together an array of international cuisine that includes Moroccan-style pork and couscous, Thai lad nah and spaghetti based on my grandmother’s classic Italian recipe. It’s actually gotten to the point where I don’t even miss going out to eat that much, which is saying a lot for me.

Of the “dinner at home” items I can prepare almost entirely myself, I’m perhaps proudest of my homemade pizzas. I don’t even deal with making crust; a pre-made crust from the supermarket is fine. I coat it with olive oil and then cover it with completely organic toppings, usually inclusive of pepperoni, mushrooms, finely-chopped onions and black olives. Ten minutes later it comes out of the oven and you’re drooling all over your shoes. Usually I’ll make one of those little personal-sized pizzas, eat two slices with a salad covered with flax seed and Italian dressing, and call it a meal. It’s fantastic.

Before.

Before.

After.

After.

We’ve also recently discovered this really delicious garlic naan sold under Whole Foods’ store brand, and we’re both addicted to it. This week, Whole Foods had a buy one, get one deal on this stuff, so Apple bought a bunch of it today. It tastes great if you toss it on the George Foreman grill and get it heated up, then serve it either as a side dish with whatever you’re having — particularly if there’s sauce involved — or wrap sandwich-type stuff in it and eat it that way.

Tasty garlic naan.

Tasty garlic naan.

As you might guess, Apple spent a lot of time studying the health benefits of various foods while we were in Thailand, as well as the often-undisclosed dangers of the chemical preservatives and other crap that goes into a lot of the stuff we eat here in the Western world. Honestly, I never thought I was going to be the type of guy who cared how much “high fructose corn syrup” was in his food. Until recently, I always thought people who harped on that were tiresome whiners who needed to just shut up and go eat a cabbage. But having done some study myself, I’ve gotten sucked into the whole “corn syrup is bad” cabal, and have joined Apple on our little “cut out the crap” experiment when it comes to our eating habits.

(And really, corn syrup is just shit as a sweetener. I used to think I hated Coke, but now I realize I just hated the janky corn syrup aftertaste.)

Anyway, time for us to get going. I’ll probably post yet more stuff here over the next two days, but in case I don’t, have a great weekend.

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Run for the Border

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Make a ruuunnnn…for the borderrrrr…Taco Bell! Okay, sorry. The ’80s just came back to me unbidden, as they so often do. Today Apple and I made our own run for the border: The border of Malaysia, rather than Mexico. However, what was going to be a fairly routine visa run and shopping trip turned into a bit more of an adventure than we expected.

Our Thai visas allow us to stay in the country for 90 consecutive days, after which we have to leave. If we re-enter, we get another 90 days. We can do this over the course of 12 months. Most people in our situation make quarterly “visa runs,” wherein they simply cross the border by car into a neighboring country and then come right back. So because our initial 90-day allowance was due to expire on the 12th, we arranged a trip to Malaysia.

Apple’s hometown is just 50 km away from Thailand’s southern border with Malaysia. Her mom and aunt came with us, with the intention of doing some shopping over there before coming back home. Malaysia is actually a more advanced nation than Thailand, with its own auto companies and everything, although I had the opposite impression somehow before learning the truth.

We set off this morning at 9 am, which was just as well because the house was going to be in an uproar all day (wiring repair, plumbing repair and the Sunday morning housecleaning all at once). It took a bit more than an hour to get to the border at Padangbasar, during which time we passed through some rural and fairly pleasant scenery, including great plantations of rubber trees, one of Thailand’s biggest exports.

As soon as we got to the border, however, we ran into trouble. Apple and I were all set to go through — we got our departure stamps and everything — when it became known that her mom couldn’t go through because she hadn’t brought her passport, which meant none of us could go through, since she was the only licensed driver. Apparently, Thai citizens don’t normally need more than their ID card to cross this border, similar to U.S. residents visiting Canada in the old days. But just yesterday, a big-name Thai judge went through without a passport, and when he got to the Malay side, they decided they wouldn’t let him through because of it. There was a big uproar, so now passports were being checked for everybody.

This presented a distinct problem: We’ve already been stamped, so now we have to finish the trip, but how? Fortunately, there were a couple of guys on motorcycles at the border who apparently serve as a for-hire shuttle service for people doing visa runs. So while Apple’s mom and aunt waited, we each climbed onto the back of a motorcycle, strapped on helmets and rode off toward the Malay border (which wasn’t more than about a kilometer away, I’d estimate).

It was my first time on a motorcycle, much less on the back of one in Thai traffic. But the whole thing was like an amusement park ride. I was reminded of the Honda Fourtrax 70 quad that I used to have, and I found myself contemplating (if only for a moment) the idea of getting a bike as a solution to our travel dependency problem here in Thailand. After a short round-trip, during which our passports were checked and stamped innumerable times, we were back on Thai soil with a fresh 90 days of entry. Cost of the for-hire motorcycle ride: About $1.50 per person.

After that entertaining new experience, we stopped for lunch at a deserted restaurant along the rural highways of Songkhla. This brief respite turned into another story to tell, as the proprietors of the restaurant seemed woefully ill-equipped to run a business.

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Invigorated

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Hey, where’s the post about the giant robot angst? Suffice it to say, I’ll finish the second part of my Evangelion-themed entries a little later than I expected. In the meantime, my attention has been bouncing like a pinball from one new idea to another, and by now, my minor rediscovery of anime is only one facet of my overall sphere of inspiration.

The creativity explosion that I mentioned having recently has been fueled even further by events of this week. On Wednesday evening, after my work was done for the day, Apple and I went back to the Sittara Spa (first written about here) for a two-hour Thai massage. Apple had experienced one already during this trip, and she wanted me to try it as well. I’ve only had two full-body massages in my life, one of which — a Swedish massage I had at a Thai resort during our 2004 vacation — was pretty good, and the other of which was terrible. When it comes to massage, I feel like I could take it or leave it. Apple really wanted me to try Thai-style massage, though, and talked a good game about how great it was, so I went along.

Well, any hint of doubt I might have had as to the effectiveness of Thai massage went out the window. In a word, it was amazing. We each had a two-hour massage regimen administered with the two of us together in a private room, which was appointed with all manner of relaxing sounds, scents and temperatures, and it was probably one of the most simultaneously relaxing and invigorating experiences I’ve had yet.

When we got there, we were shown to our respective locker rooms to change into a set of provided pajama-like, loose-fitting clothes. When I say “locker room,” this was nothing like your local YMCA. The room was paneled entirely with natural wood, warmly lit, and featured two saunas, several marble-tiled showers and a huge spa tub. There was nobody else in the whole place; it was like we had a palace to ourselves.

Next, Apple and I met up again in our private room, where there were soft mattresses on the floor that we were to lie down on. A young Thai masseuse was appointed for each of us, and they started by first washing our feet in a basin of warm water that was filled with small, polished rocks. After that, the lights were dimmed and the actual massage began.

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Greatly Exaggerated

Much to my delight, Cilantro Tamales (my favorite local Mexican restaurant) is still in business — at least, their original North Naples location is. I don’t know why their website is down and their phone rang unanswered last time I called, but the business is very much alive. And tasty as ever.


The Southeast Asian Mash-Up Post

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I have a ton of stuff to say on so many different topics, there is absolutely no point in trying to name this post after any of them. So I’m going for the “mash-up” theme. This entry will be about anything and everything that’s come to mind over the last week or so, with the exception of the United States presidential election, which is so utterly and completely FUBAR it deserves its own, forthcoming, entry.

Time has been passing with astonishing speed, particularly this past week, which seems to have lasted about three and a half days instead of the usual seven. Our trip, which started out chaotically as you might recall (just read my previous post if you’ve already forgotten), has gotten steadily better since, and has become one of the best trips I’ve taken to Thailand (surpassed only by that time we went to Phang Nga…man, was that place beautiful).

Apple’s surgery went perfectly, and she has greatly recovered from her ordeal already. She will have a follow-up appointment with her doctor on Sunday to make sure everything is OK, but judging by her condition and appearance, we’re all more than confident. The jury’s still out as to whether Apple will come back to the U.S. with me on our original schedule; I’ll keep you all posted.

Regardless of who returns and when, it’s definitely decided that we’re going to return to Thailand in late September or early October to begin our fertility treatments. Since this will likely require us to stay here for several months, I’ve already started making preparations to set up a more semi-permanent home for us here. Apple’s parents have graciously allowed us to stay at their new home for the entirety of the trip so far, and it’s made a world of difference. Last week, I bought a desk and office chair to put in the bedroom, transforming it into a sort of office suite. It’s really quite “de-luxe.” In fact, the chair is nicer than the one I have at home — far nicer. It reminds me that the next time I buy a chair, I should really dispense with the OfficeMax Blue Light Special and order a real chair from someplace that knows how to build them.

Additionally, I’ve decided that when we come back in the fall, I’m going to get a real desktop computer with a pair of monitors so that I can get back to my regular working speed. My typical warp speed touch-typing with a laptop keyboard is “seriously not on,” as the Brits would say, and being confined to a single monitor…well, that’s just not on, either. Additionally, I’m going to see if I can make enough money doing side jobs this summer to buy myself an Xbox 360 to keep in Thailand, so I can enjoy some game time while I’m here. Ironically, just as the side job subject came up, I had four contacts whom I hadn’t heard from recently all email me asking for help on new work. It’s like “ask and ye shall receive,” without the “ask” part.

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Some Sanity Restored

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In the last few days, my crushing burden of side work has largely fallen away. In fact, this whole week has wound up being less hectic, more manageable, yet productive at the same time. And, I’ve had the time — and peace of mind — necessary to accomplish a few personal things on my lengthy list of stuff to get done before our big Road Trip to Motown™, scheduled to kick off in just one more week.

Of my two side jobs, one of them is done, and the money is in the bank. (There will be a little more to do once I get back from my trip, but for now, all is well.) On the other, I’ve gotten completely caught up — and while I haven’t heard back from the client about anything else they might need, I’m in no mood to remind them, if you know what I mean. At my day job, things are proceeding on schedule, and the launch of our redesigned website nears. Things are going well, and there’s just enough work to keep my schedule full for the foreseeable future, without going insane.

So, Apple and I have started making plans and doing prep work in the final days leading up to our trip. Last night I changed the oil in GTO, for example. After entering the work in my maintenance log, I had a chuckle at the realization that although the recommended time interval had gone by, there were probably only about 600-700 miles on the oil I disposed of. Oh well — if it weren’t for our little journey northward, I’d have left it in longer…but I like to start a 3,000 round trip on fresh fluids!

I updated the firmware on our Garmin nĂ¼vi GPS, then copied about six hours of audio books to its built-in 700 MB of memory. I also entered some “Favorite Locations” into its address book, including my home in Michigan, the Korean restaurant Apple and I always visit up north, and some other locales. The Garmin has a cool feature whereby you can search for food, shopping, lodging, etc. within the vicinity of any city you choose, so I looked for Asian restaurants around my home in Michigan. I couldn’t believe how many results came back — most of them for Thai restaurants, like a place called “Siam Spicy” near one of our favorite shopping malls. Hmmm, it looks like we might have some more restaurants we can try.

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Spice of Life

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It was a…different kind of weekend.

A decidedly better kind, really.

I’m pretty much a homebody. I like my computers, my gadgets, my video games, my books, my stories, my quiet time. Apple is beholden to a similar fate — part of the reason we hit it off easily. But lately we’ve both been feeling a little restless, and at times even stir-crazy. I’ve had my nose to the grindstone for the last several weeks, including weekends, dealing with a busy time at work and a variety of side-jobs that have come to my doorstep. It hasn’t been exhausting, but it’s been constant. Familiarity of circumstances may breed contempt, and late last week, we both started to feel a bit contemptuous toward our surroundings. We needed some variety.

This weekend, we got it. For a chance, we took action and went in search of things to do, got ourselves out of the house and quenched our thirst for life by lapping some of it up. No, we didn’t go clubbing, skydiving or bar-hopping — I didn’t, after all, say we changed the fundamental nature of who we are. We did, however, chow down on some good eats, check out some new digs, enjoy some splendid views and have a great time doing it all.

In fact, we’ve slowly begun to let “fun” creep into our vernacular over the last couple of weekends, and have eked out time for a larger chunk of it with each successive week. I gotta tell you, I’m enjoying this. Being stuck in the house makes you feel run-down, saps your energy and eventually, if you’re not careful, turns you into a slug who is content with wearing sloppy clothes and not shaving for a week. Such are the trappings of working at home — when your job, your leisure time and your everything is all done in the same building, perhaps even the same room.

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