I took these pics 10 years ago during an extended trip through Isaan. I posted them in 2009, but they disappeared when the image hosting site went down. I just rediscovered them on an external hard drive which had I had misplaced. The pics were taken on a farm with four houses and an extended family of about 30 people ranging from the great grandmother to toddlers.
The little girl in the pic had never seen a farang before and couldn't figure out what I was.
Once her fear wore off, she approached me and started rubbing my arm. Her family laughed and said even Thai babies like white skin! The great granny also commented she had never seen skin as white as mine. Everyone I met that day said something about my complexion and how lucky I was to have such light skin. I didn't have the heart to tell them that skin cancer runs in my family and so far I've been one of the few males to escape it.
The main house where 10 people lived:
The older boy was speeding around the compound with the infant holding on to the handlebars. I winced at that one. The uncle on the right was drunk at 4.00 p.m.
This uncle was also drunk and had a gash above his eye that needed stitches. His wife, also drunk, had just stabbed him with a knife.
The family gathered for dinner:
The adult males ate at one table, the females and children at other tables.
I had donated a carton of large beers to the meal. All were gone by the end of it. Those gentlemen were thirsty!
I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Toto. I prayed to every god known and unknown I wouldn't have to use the outhouse while I was there.
I don't think the cows had ever seen a farang, either. They stared at me in a spooky fashion. I understand now why Thai beef is tough. Those aren't exactly Black Angus.
The houses were ramshackle, but inside all had 50-inch color TVs. Three of the young women in the family worked in P4P establishments in Bangkok. That's how I met one of them and ended up in the village.
Edited by Evil Penevil, 04 August 2018 - 07:44 PM.