Adventures in HangChat

I really overuse the word “adventure.” It just works for me. But let’s continue anyway.

Beach trips = no monies for Lisa.

Long bus rides, plus motorcab rides, plus ferry rides, plus other kinds of rides = expensive vacations.


In an attempt to save some baht for the coming NYE shit show extravaganza, I have stayed in HangChat for 2 weekends in a row now. And to be honest, it’s been pretty fantastic. Except that Nate’s here.

Last weekend we effed around town a bit, but to be honest I was pretty lame. I caught a little flu-ish bug that was going around the English staff room, and I was under the weather.

Ning, one of my fav teachers, came in one morning and asked how I was. “Mai sabai,” (not well) I responded. “Nit noi sick.”


“Feeling a little UNDER THE WEATHER!?!?!?” she asked. Which was immediately followed by a fit of giggles.

She explained that she had JUST learned that expression on an English show she was watching over the weekend. Despite my mai sabai, she was thrilled at having used it properly on her first try. The whole exchange made my morning. Adorable.

So, the only cool-ish thing we did last weekend was when Nate got ants in his pants and decided we were going on a roadtrip, motorbike style. I happened to already be on the bike when this was decided, so I had little choice in the manner.

It was a beautiful, sunny Sunday afternoon, and we just drove. Well, he just drove, while I challenged his sense of direction. He can pick up Thai vocab like a champ, but his internal compass leaves something to be desired.

We ended up at the bottom of a doi (mountain) that clearly housed a wat (temple) on top. Old Love, our ancient motorbike, bitched the whole.way.up. But Nate has a way with women, and we got up without any major issues.

What a beautiful sight. The wat was silent – there wasn’t another soul there. There were two sites built into the side of the mountainside, overlooking all of the HangChat fields and countryside. Add in a setting sun, and you’ve got a pretty breathtaking view to end a gorgeous drive.

Pictures to tell the story. Blah blah blah.

I heart HangChat.