Thailand’s Street Food Culture

July 24th, 2008

Hot ChilisIt is 6 p.m. in Bangkok and all over street vendors are busy selling food. Thais do almost of their grocery shopping on the street. Locals walk down the street with little bags full of rice, curry, noodles, or soup. In Thailand, eating is a social activity where the pains of hunger tell you when to eat, not the hour of the day.

Wandering the streets of Bangkok is a gastronomical dream. Stalls line the streets selling everything from snacks to sit down meal. Sections of a street will specialize in certain products and the time of the day dictates which stalls will be out with the precision of a Swiss watch.

A Day in the Life
Waking up for breakfast, I strolled down the street. All around me Thais were buying food for the day. Workers were buying their lunch- loading up on rice and curry, noodle dishes, and soup. The woman next to me was buying fruit.

I grabbed my friend bananas and went off to explore the city. After a few hours, I was hungry again. Thai food is not very filling and one of the reasons why Thai’s are always eating. Thais eat consistently throughout the day because the eat small portions of very light meals. Thais traditionally eat very low calorie means, though the rise of the western diet has recently lead to an increase in obesity. Now I was in Chinatown, looking for a pre-lunch snack.
Street Vendor
Around me were sellers selling candies, fried fish, pad Thai, fruit, and meat on stick- anything you could think of. It was a buffet and I wanted to choose everything. I snacked on some chicken. The smell was powerful as the cook pasted it with spices over the grill. He handed it over to me and, as it steamed, I put it in my mouth. It was hot but it good. The chicken had a nice garlic taste to it and was good just right. I picked some chopped pineapple for the road.

Lunch time rolled around and I sat myself down at a little stall. Thais were trickling out of their offices and descending on these vendors for their mid-day meal. I ordered some curry- western style (mild). Thais love their curry and all throughout the streets the smell of chili pervades the air. The seats around me filled with locals chatty quickly about the day. My Thai wasn’t a good enough to understand. I just enjoyed my meal that was still too spicy for me.

After lunch, I continued trekking around. I let me nose guide me. I nibbled on the fruit I had and picked up some fried wontons. When that was finished, I picked up some spring rolls. I find Thai spring rolls to be delicious- they’re light, crispy, and the sweet chili sauce adds just the right element of spice.
FoodDinner arrived as I made my way back downtown. It had been a good day of eating and I was still stuffed. Dinner was going to be a small meal. Looking at all the shops around, I wondered what to eat. I had eaten so much today. I could smell curry and soup, hear the frying of chicken and the cooking of fish! I’m never going to go hungry in this city I thought.

I sat down for some pat gao paow. It’s a chili dish with minced chicken and basil. It ordered it mai pet (not spicy). I ate it over a bowl of rice. Even to Thai’s not spicy means a little chili and for every mouth full I had, I needed two mouth fulls of water. Despite having lived in Thailand for a few months now, I was still unaccustomed to spicy foods. Despite it all, I ate it all. My mouth a volcano as I thanked the cook.

After a long day of eating, it was time to lie down on my couch, unbuckle the belt, and watch some TV. But not before I got some snacks for later.

A New Adventure Begins

July 24th, 2008

In a few hours from now, I’ll be on a plane to London. After six (long) months of being home, it’s time to get back on the road. I’ve longed for the road for awhile now and am excited to explore my world again. This trip takes me to Europe and then back to Bangkok.

I’m spending a month in England, some time in Sweden, more time in Holland, and a little time in France. Unlike previous trips, this isn’t to backpack around. This is to visit friends I made on my last journey. As I talked about a few posts ago, the longer you are away, the harder it is to maintain that friendship you had on the road. Life simply gets in the way. It’s been years since I’ve seen some of these people and I look forward to the reunion. I could have gone elsewhere but I don’t know when I’d get a chance like this again.

My last trip through Europe was spent in hostels, now it will be spent hanging out with locals. I suspect I’ll get a brand new perspective on Europe. It will be interesting to see the different experiences, and something I am sure to write about.

Then it is back to Bangkok to work until next June, where I’ll begin a very long adventure but more on that later. I look forward to Bangkok. I never thought I’d miss it but I do. I miss the excitement, the fun, the food, and the friends. It will be good to go back.

As I leave Boston, I realize that I love city and there is a lot to do here but it is no longer a place I want to put roots down in. I’ll visit frequently but, if home is where the heart is, Boston is no longer home. I’m not quite sure where home is. Home is wherever I am at the moment and, right now, that’s fine with me. There’s too much I need to see.

So I’m off and will be reporting and blogging from London the next time you hear from me.

Interview with Leif Pettersen

July 24th, 2008

Today we talk to Leif Pettersen, travel writer and guidebook author, about traveling, writing, and life as a nomad:

Leif PettersenNM: For starters, what gave you the travel bug?

LP: I eased into it. It started with a few trips to visit friends in Mexico in my teens and being shipped off to Norway at 18 for a six week language/culture program. A quarter studying theater and literature in London at 22 is when the bomb really went off. A chance encounter won me a job as a cameraman for a new on-location cooking show. We went to Morocco for six weeks to tape the pilot. I was left on my own while they edited and pitched (and eventually failed to sell) the show during which time I staggered through Spain, France, The Netherlands and Norway yet again. After nine months back in the US working temp jobs and hoarding cash, I did a proper backpacking trip in Europe and I’ve been incurable ever since.

NM: How did you move from intrepid traveler to travel writer?

I’d been fascinated with travel writing ever since a girlfriend in college made me read Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson, which still ranks as one of my favorite pieces of travel writing of all time. In my late-20s, I messed around with writing on my own – to this day, I’ve never taken a writing class of any kind - but I’d never been paid to write, unless you count critically acclaimed application user guides for the Federal Reserve Bank System. So, at 33 I sold everything I owned, bought a plane ticket and blundered into the fray. I strongly suspected that I’d return home unpublished and completely broke in a few years, but good fortune and deranged perseverance prevailed and five years later I’m still at it.

NM: You travel to Romania a lot and country seems to be getting a lot of attention lately. Do you think that will ruin it? Are people going to be talking about the “Romania back then” like they do about Thailand?

After decades (centuries in some cases) of some unseen hand leaning on Romania’s ‘pause’ button, change is happening rapidly. EU membership has brought the usual frantic action: infrastructure, roads, utilities, and freakish inflation. Romania has always been pretty effective at ruining itself without any outside help, but the half-assed attempts at EU appeasement (e.g. enforcing laws that cripple the average farmer or outlawing horse-drawn carts on major roads), while clearly back-pedaling on things like high level corruption has been painful to watch. And quite frankly, until very recently, visiting Romania was a resolve-testing pain in the ass, reserved for only the most patient and dedicated backpackers. But Romania is a huge place by European standards and there’s a ridiculous amount of incredible things to see and do, so I don’t believe it’s in immediate danger of being ruined by tourism, a few select sights notwithstanding. For that to happen, they’d have to actually acknowledge tourism as a legitimate industry and give it the proper infrastructure. Bafflingly, Bucharest still lacks any sort of tourism office.

NM: I’m reading the Thomas Kohnstamm book now. He gives the impression that travel writing, at least for guidebooks, is a real hassle- low pay, rushed experiences, superficial reviews. Do you think that’s true?

Not at all. I’ve only felt a sense of urgency on one guidebook job (so far) and that was only because the first author fell ill and I was rushed in to pick up the thread. By the time I got to work, theWriting project was running almost six weeks behind schedule. But some badass heroics on my behalf, careful work delegation with a second author and a deadline extension gave me plenty of research and write-up time in the end.

As for pay, it doesn’t take much time to run the numbers and piece together a fairly accurate estimation of your daily expenses and then tack on what you feel is a fair weekly fee. It’s a simple matter of legwork and reasonable negotiation. In the end, if you can’t come to an agreement over the fee, there’s always the option of saying ‘no.’ Bottom line, act like a professional and you’ll (usually) be treated like a professional.

NM: Most travelers, including myself, use the internet as their main source of information. Do you think the Internet will make paper guidebooks go the way of the dodo?

My very narrow take is that printed guidebooks are king and will probably continue to rule for at least another decade. With the exception of a few rare destination-specific sites, online resources simply can’t compete with the reliability, accuracy, completeness and unbiased reviews (versus broad, user-generated content sites which extravagantly fail at all four). But technology, delivery and consumer preferences are going to drastically affect everything in the very near future. While some travel writers fear the death of printed media (because it’s the best paying gig at the moment), I actually think the digital guidebook evolution will create more opportunities for travel writers that eventually pay just as well. The catch is that this content won’t be nearly as rich in quality until they start to pay a wage that will attract professional writers. But they can’t do that until online revenue streams ramp up and that won’t happen until print revenue makes a major transition to online… it’s a vicious circle. Something has to break eventually.

NM: I’ve had some crazy things happen to me on the road. As someone who travels so often, you must see it all. What’s one story that sticks out above the rest?

You know, perhaps I’m doing it wrong, but I have very few stories that could even be remotely construed as ‘crazy’. But on the subject of crazy, what never ceases to amaze me is how people that can’t even buy a cup of coffee on their own street without mishap manage to get themselves to international destinations (and presumably home) without accidentally killing themselves several times a day. You know who I’m talking about, those people that should have been stopped at the border when they tried to leave their countries and escorted back to whatever half-way house they escaped from. Where do those people come from? It keeps me up at night.

NM: Any chance you will publish your own book?

That’s like asking a crackhead if he intends to score with the $20 he just found. I know I’ve got the chops to write a book (make that several books) that will be so wonderful and witty that you’ll want to smoke a cigarette and change your underwear after every chapter. And with print media’s emphysema getting worse with each passing year, I’m feeling a profound urgency to get started. Unfortunately, I haven’t found any takers just yet. Sadly, the Bill Bryson Days of going somewhere and bemusedly recounting the high jinks you got into are long gone. These days publishers won’t even open your book proposal unless you’ve been a columnist for the New York Times for 15 years or have a killer hook like how you got pistol whipped after taking a dump in the back seat of a cop car while trying to smuggle a panda out of China to protest the occupation of Tibet and global warming. So the onus is on me to dream up the hook, but quite frankly the allure and practical need to take on paying work has kept me far too busy to give it much thought. Perhaps some nice millionaire reading this would like to support me for as long as it takes for the genius concept to ignite?

NM: Everyone dreams of being a travel writer. What advice would you give to new writers who want to start in profession?

The unfortunate fact is that for every travel writer out there that has the true skill to ask for a living wage, there are 25 cliché-addled, alliteration junkies that will work for practically nothing. And for that price, many editors will swallow, and even encourage, that kind of hack work. So, breaking in and making an honest living means nothing short of maniacal dedication. I’m not gonna advise anyone to quit their day job, but it’s almost a necessity. Nights and weekends just aren’t enough, unless your only goal is to see your name in print a couple times a year, which is, admittedly, a nice buzz no matter how jaded you become. Writing every day is vital and traveling a lot only fractionally less so. Find an uncrowded niche, especially in the beginning. In my case, one summer in Romania turned into a Lonely Planet contract, whereas visiting 18 European countries in six months turned into nothing.

If you do decide to quit your day job and jump in the deep end, unless you start off with good contacts, exceptional talent and/or a clue, it’s likely you’ll lose money for at least a year while you build your name, so prepare yourself. Finally, pitch carefully. You’re more likely to get published by spending a full day on a single, well-researched, laser-guided pitch than machine gunning 50 blind, generic pitches in the same amount of time.

Leif Pettersen is currently in Romania working on a guidebook for Lonely Planet. You can find his rantings and ravings as well as his sharp wit on his website, Killing Batteries.

Sir Victor Uwaifo, Guitar-Boy Superstar 1970 - 76

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A valuable look at a key period in a unique musician’s life and career.

Helena Espvall & Masaki Batoh, Helena Espvall & Masaki Batoh

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They’ve come up with something beautifully fragile, remarkably melodic and enticingly charming.

Milton Nascimento & Belmondo, Milton Nascimento & Belmondo

July 24th, 2008

Nascimento’s voice isn’t quite the glorious instrument of his youth, but it’s still a thing of wonder.

Chicha Libre, ¡Sonido Amazonico!

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Try The Roots Of Chicha before proceeding with caution to this.

Ivo Papasov, Dance Of The Falcon

July 24th, 2008

This is one of the essential summer sounds of the year.

Seu Jorge, América Brasil: O Disco

July 24th, 2008

It’s samba and it’s Seu Jorge, but not as we know it.

Señor Coconut, Around The World

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For sixty seconds or so Around The World is amusing. After that it’s simply annoying. Time for Uwe to retire, Señor Coconut.