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

Delivery by pick-up truck: July 4could be worse!Chanting resumes but this time it is
7.30am and I am waiting outside my building with myvery brief, no more than five minutes. The monks
car and driver. No Neung and no Khun Ying, her sister.collect their goodies, climb into the pickup truck and
Oh well, it's Thailand so I guess I just have to wait. Ioff they go. Formalities are over with. Neung's
get an sms and it seems the taxi they called couldmother is now at peace.Lunch begins for all the
not find their place so they are going to be very late.guests. We split into two groups. I sit with Neung,
Mai pen rai.8.15am Neung and Ying arrive carrying 6Khun Ying and seven other ladies. Most are in their
large bags of cat food. Hmmm, this is looking50s and 60s and I am an object of fascination. They
interesting. Not quite sure how this one getssee me struggling with the sitting postures and so, to
explained. We set out for Rangsit. Neung explainsa lot of laughing, a stool appears and I am told to sit.
about the cat food. Her mother had four cats. TheMy cheeks are red but the pain is gone so it's a good
neighbor has been feeding them but ran out of foodtradeoff. Then the real challenge begins. Am I going
4 days ago, so the cats have not eaten. Ok, thatto eat the food? Luckily I like Thai food at least as
explains the cat food well enough!9.15am we arrive atmuch as kon Thai so the food is no problem for me.
the house in Rangsit and go see the neighbors. CatsThey even begin to realise that I speak quite decent
arrive, fast! We give them some food and then theyThai.Everything is going well until we come to the
are joined by the neighbor's dog, who seems to eatdurian mixed with sticky rice and coconut milk. Durian
cat food as willingly as she eats dog food. Well, it'sis actually ok to eat but this one is not ripe enough.
Thailand!We are going to do tambuun at the house.Sticky rice is not something I enjoy. The mixture all
Neung explains that sometimes people do it at thetogether? Well I manage not to throw up but only
temple but it is considered "luckier" to do it at thejust and, of course, the whole group finds this very
person's house. Something to do with releasing theentertaining, myself just about included. These are all
spirit. I don't pretend to understand but no problem. Igood people. They are having fun. They are being
ask when the monks will arrive. Around 11am I amvery welcoming to me. It has been a good day so
told which, obviously, means 11.30am. everyone isfar.The food is cleared away and we all start to clear
always late here. All the monk's gifts have beenup. Neung pays for the food which means,
prepared. Money in envelopes, flowers and the usualnecessarily that I pay for the food. There's a lot of
bucket of goodies - washing powder, toothpaste andcelebrating and five minutes later what seems like a
so on.10.30am and the monks arrive. What's going onmillion bottles of beer arrive. Seems I gave a good tip
here? No one in Thailand is ever early. We'll get backtoo! So now everyone really loves us.It's time to go,
to this shortly, but it turns out to be about food. Thetime to perform many wais, to say goodbye and to
monks arrived, all nine of them, in the back of adrive home. Neung is leaving for Amsterdam tonight
pickup truck. Dressed in their orange robes it is ato spend 10 days with her gay Thai friend and his
somewhat surreal scene. The strangest pickupDutch boyfriend. She tries to insist that she won't be
delivery I have ever seen! We now have nine monksspending the entire 10 days finding a new boyfriend
seated on the floor of the house, with about 25but doesn't sound too credible. Mai pen rai, this is not
guests seated all over the place. The rituals beginmy problem anymore. If she is happy then I am
with an offering of water to the monks. The candleshappy too. She may be my ex but she is still my
are lit, the string is unwound, we all settle down andfriend and she has had a tough few months.The first
the chanting begins.I can't be sure but it seemed toThai funeral I attended was for Neung's mother and
me that the chanting was much the same as at theit is for her also that I have made my first tambuun.
funeral ceremonies. It's quite interesting to watch andIt has been another fascinating experience. The Thai
listen. It is melodic without being musical and mildlypeople manage death with a lot of grace, humor,
hypnotic. Hypnosis would have been useful because Itact and respect. That's an odd mix of words
was in agony from sitting with crossed legs. Myperhaps but it's an appropriate mix. I like the way
knees are shot from too much running at the gymthey do this and I like to think that Neung's mother
and I find these very basic sitting postures almostwould have been pleased with what she saw today. I
impossible to manage. So, for me, the chanting is andon't pretend to understand Buddhism or Thai culture,
exercise in pain and the constant thought runningbut what I do see I like very much.As for Neung it
through my mind of "how much longer"?A couple ofhas been a difficult time. Her mother was her only
dogs wander in and out as we sit and a little 2 yearfamily. Her father did not turn up today and has
old girls comes to join us, holding her hands up in theapparently been asking her for money. Her
praying position. It's a very cute scene. She getsstepfather, aged 75, has been trying to transfer his
bored quickly, as 2 year olds do, and decides toaffections for her mother to Neung herself.She has
examine and take apart the padlock to the gardenbeen unhappy and she has cried alone a lot. I have
gate. Then she decides to try everyone else's shoes,not been able to spend much time with her. Today
flip flops, high heels, they are all of equal interest. Ishe seems happier than I have seen her in a long
find my eyes wandering much more to her than thetime. In part it's because she is going to Amsterdam
business at hand.The chanting ceases and now I learnbut I think it is more than that. She has finally learned
why the monks arrived early. We are their lunch. Ito say goodbye to her mother.Thailand is sometimes
am told that the monks eat twice a day, breakfasttruly a crazy place. Crazy but wonderful and so very
and lunch and that they may not eat after midday.much alive, even in death. I am privileged to be
They turned up early to be sure that they could gethere.The end. Original article available at from England,
lunch. Well that makes perfect sense to me. After all,Adam Bryan-Brown has lived in Bangkok for one year
this country more than most, marches on itshaving spent many years working in businesses in the
stomach. Lunch is a feast. A mass of different foods.United Sates and Switzerland. After graduating from
They eat, we wait. Everyone seems happy andOxford University, Adam spent 20 years working in
there is a lot of laughing from everyone.I am, ofpublic relations.At the beginning of 2005 Adam set up
course, the only farang and the object of somehis first independent company, 2nd AB Associates, a
attention. Many are asking Neung if I am hervirtual public relations agency. artThailand was created
boyfriend. She says no, just a friend and that I amin January 2006 and is his second independent
gay. Hmmm, ok. Now where did that come from?venture. The company is committed to promoting
Neung explains. If I say u are my friend (puan) theyThai contemporary art across the world.He is also a
will wonder why u are here so I called u my gaypublished writer and is currently working on a book
friend. Hmm, ok. Why not say I am ur ex boyfriend.about his life in Thailand. His main interests are
No way she says. If I say that I lose face. So thecontemporary art and writing.
price of not losing face is that I am now gay. Life