When you write about travels, and you want to keep people entertained (and not just up to date), some countries are easier than others. Iran, for example, was pretty straightforward: its culture is little known and often misunderstood, its sights are broadcasted infrequently and few tourists venture there. Thailand, on the other hand, is quite the opposite. Thai culture has reached the western world in many (if watered-down) forms, almost everyone I know has been there at some point, and to call Thailand touristy is probably a crass understatement.
So instead of posting pictures of Phad Thai and aubergine curry, golden Buddhas and jungle treks, I've decided to ramble about various topics that come to my mind while traveling this lovely country, and this post is about a social condition most of us find ourselves in at some point in our lives, a condition to which responses can be as manifold and individual as there are people on the planet, yet I find they can be classified. This condition is called being a tourist, and Thailand is one of the best places to study it in the wild. Here are some of the types I frequently encounter. Feel free to add me to one of them, if you wish.
Pictures are for illustrative purposes only.
The Ticklister
"Yeah, I've been there."
Traveling with Ticklisters is nice if you just want to tag along, or happen to want to see the same things. Make sure you are a good proof of successful travel, and don't dare to delay.
The Fauxcal
"If you want to see the real Thailand..."
Fauxcals want the REAL experience, and they will say that often. REAL stands for Remote, Extreme, Anachronistic and Local, and is the utmost Fauxcal compliment. When you meet Fauxcals in a touristy place, they will give you a sour face (because they have been discovered) and then go through every major sight explaining at length how it is all overrun with tourists, and if you want the REAL thing, you should go to (remote) village X and Y, where local culture still prevails. The harder it is to get there, the better. They are the equivalent of the urban music nerd, who will always talk about bands you have never heard of, and will stop liking them once you do. Fauxcals tend to pick one single country and then try to reach maximum immersion into the local culture: they learn the language (in the country of course), they follow all rules of etiquette to the letter, and they only hang out with with locals. They are obsessed with getting closer and closer to the "local price" for their daily commodities, which they consider a measure of how far they have progressed on their path to indigenousness. If they could, they would shed their skin to look like a native. The tragic irony is, however, that Fauxcals are doomed to sit in the uncanny valley of tourism, versed enough to be accepted, but too off to be considered a full part of society. Fauxcals console themselves with the fact that everyone else's experience is less REAL than theirs.
Fauxcals are extremely valuable if you want to, you know, experience the REAL place.
The Slackpacker
"What day is it today? Totally losing track o' time, man..."
Slackpackers, Slackos for short, come to other countries to chill out. Their main requirements for a country are that it be cheap and sunny, and they care little for it's sights and heritage. Finding their own countries an unbearable abundance of pressure and hassle, they enjoy the "slow life" of developing countries, and taking it easy for its own sake. Easily recognizable by their ten day beards and comfy-wear, Slackos are mostly caught ambling between their lodging, the beach and the nearest food court. They are rarely seen at tourist attractions, as there are too many people and touts, causing unnecessary stress and expenditure. They also rarely make much effort to learn the language, as this requires too much work. Slackos usually stay until their money runs out, at which point they try to find a job (usually teaching English or doing bar work) or return home, ceaselessly lamenting the weather and the pace of their lives back home. If they do find a job, Slackos become Stuckos, never returning home because they can't be bothered and no lack of money forces them to. Once they reach retirement age, they usually open a hostel or bar in whichever town they happened to get stuck in, catering to the next generation of Slackos.
Slackos are easy to befriend and great to hang out with, just don't expect them to follow you anywhere.
The Knight Errant
"I've been in a monastery retreat for the last month, and it's really given me something but I think I need to move on, and now I'm trying this."
Traveling with Knight Errants is usually very inspiring, but since you are unlikely to hold their attention for long, they will leave you long before you even consider the same.
The Hippy
"Everybody here is so nice to me!"
Hippies are great travel mates, as their unwavering positive attitude will keep you afloat while you make sure that they actually manage coming along. After two weeks the very same thing will annoy you so much you will part ways.
The Sheep
"You should go to Phuket. It's the best, really, we go there every year. It's got a KFC and everything."
Sheep are the people you want to talk to if you feel really, really homesick, and you really long for some rural accent and a drunk shag with someone who looks like a cooked lobster.
Awesome post! So true... so true...
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