I'm in the airport now, awaiting my flight to Bangkok from Phuket. This past week has flown by, but it definitely served its purpose. I feel refreshed, rested and ready for Hong Kong again. My first two days in Phuket I spent exploring. There were numerous local temples and markets, and gorgeous beaches everywhere. On Tuesday I began my scuba diving course. I am now a PADI Advanced Open Water Diver. The course consists of five dives over two days in various conditions, as well as class time. During the course I dove 30 m (~100 ft),
at night, navigating by my own compass. On Thursday we took a boat out to Koh Racha Yai, a small island off the coast of Phuket, and checked out the reefs there. The reefs in Phuket are some of the more beautiful diving sites in the world, and its reputation is certainly well deserved. 
I saw lion-fish, manta rays, clownfish, starfish and an octopus. I recognized at least four or five different fish from our old aquarium, and that yellow and black eel with the weird nose who kept getting bitten by the leopard sharks. Those of you who have seen it will know what I'm talking about.
It was an incredible experience I won't soon forget.
The course lasted until Thursday night, at which point I left my hotel in Karon Beach and moved to nearby Patong, where the Chabad House is located.
I spent Shabbat with 200 Israeli backpackers, a few South Africans and a pair of Americans from Teane
ck, one of whom also graduated Frisch. Shabbat was a lot of fun, and it was good to speak Hebrew
again. Also, just by chance, Eran, was in town as well, so we met and caught up.
After Shabbat I went out with the South Africans and a couple of the Israelis.
The South Africans currently live in Sydney, and I now have a place to visit when I'm ready for Australia. Everyone keeps telling me better to go now than later, as their summer is almost over, but I don't think I can get off anymore school for a while. Ok...Last boarding call to Bangkok from Phuket...don't yet have a plan for when I get there, but I'm sure it'll be fine...
Just arrived in Hong Kong. Had an interesting night. I arrived in Bangkok at 9:30PM, but my flight for Hong Kong didn't leave until 8:30 the following morning. At the airport I hired a driver for four hours, and arranged for a hotel near the airport. All told, a personal driver for three hours and a hotel room cost me $58. Thailand is great.
Once I sent my stuff up to the hotel room, I told the driver, Chai was his name, to show me around Bangkok. At the hotel I checked the address for Chabad, just in case. The driver was nice enough, but as we headed into town, he said "I show you everything in Bangkok. You like lady? You like drink?"
After I explained to him that I was not interested in any lady or drink, given I had to be awake at 5 AM, not to mention all the more obvious reasons, I thought it might be nice to grab dinner at the kosher restaurant, as I hadn't eaten all day. "No problem," he said,
"But first, I show you International Minigolf and Massage Parlor." I assumed I had misheard the last part, as I couldn't understand how the two would go together. But sure enough, we pulled up to a very nice hotel, and just past the entrance was a huge minigolf course and a selection of women standing around, with numerous 50 year old+ Westerners walking by one by one, pointing to one of the women a
nd heading upstairs with her. At this point I realized that I'm not somewhere I want to be, and told the driver I needed to meet "my friend" at the restaurant in ten minutes. We left, and he spent the next five minutes explaining to me how he comes by once in a while, and his girlfriend has no idea. That's nice, I thought. As we were leaving, I realized that the reason he brought me was that if I did bring someone upstairs, he would get a bonus. Needless to say, he didn't make a penny off me.
Soon we were in another sketchy part of town, and I was convinced that the driver was taking me again to one of his hangouts. He parked, and we started to walk around, and as we passed one bar after another, I really became suspicious. But then, out of nowhere, was the large sign of "Beit Chabad."
The Chabad House in Bangkok was very nice, and even though it was nearly midnight, there were at least twenty people hanging out. As the guard, Kobi, welcomed me, he asked if I'd eaten dinner. I hadn't, but I knew the restaurant was already closed. Kobi brought me downstairs anyway, and found me some food in the kitchen. When I left the Chabad house twenty five minutes later, I found Chai outside, sipping a mineral water Kobi gave him at no charge when he realized that the man was my driver. When he saw the treatment I received from "my friend" with such a large restaurant near all the bars, Chai assumed I must be involved in the Mafia, and began to treat me with more respect. I didn't bother to correct him. After that, he only took me to places I asked. We went to some of the larger temples in Bangkok, though they were all closed, so I could only see them from a distance. We went to the Royal Palace, adorned as the rest of Bangkok is with pictures of the king, and then to a night market.
At the night market I saw baby elephants walking in the street.
We went to a place to a stadium to watch a Thai Boxing match, but it had just ended. That was fine, as looking at the time, I realized
the Super Bowl was about to begin. I watched for as long as I could, until it was time to head back to the hotel, to shower, rest for a bit and head to the airport. All in all, it was an interesting night.
I'm back in Hong Kong now, and everything is great. I was driven to school today in a Bentley. One of the guys I met at Chabad last week apparently lives pretty close to me, and he passed by as I was waiting for the bus to go to class. For all Hong Kong is a big city, non-locals tend to congregate in a few specific parts of town, and I already find myself running in to people I know on a regular basis.
-Yoni
PS I heard Shell is having a tough year, but this is ridiculous:
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