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Signs, Signs of the South

Tuesday, August 21st, 2007

1. Sweet Potato Pie and I…

Whoops! Wrong South!

But even though there’s no Mason-Dixon line here, there is the Ben Hai River that separated the North and South back in the day. And like you’ve known you’ve crossed into the previously separated South in the US, you definitely know you’ve crossed into the old South here, as well. How?

1. There’s a bit of Southern hospitality. At first, you’ll probably think it is just the whole being an American in Hanoi thing…but no, people just get friendlier the further South you go. Two Austrian students on today’s train confirmed it’s not just your imagination. They are nicer the closer to the equator you are here.

2. There are definitely more churches and temples.

3. Shopkeepers talk about their family in the US when you tell them where you’re from.

4. Other shopkeepers talk about how great the American doctors are who have come here to volunteer and help the locals.

5. You can visit a friend’s grandma’s house, a house that was renovated by your friend’s mom’s American GI fiancee back in the day.

6. You see “U.S.Army” stickers not just stuck up amongst other stickers representing forces here in the war but as the lone stickers (save one of the 101 Dalmatians dogs) in tourist vehicles.

7. Old Jeeps used as shuttles have been repainted with USMC to remind riders of where they came from.

Jeep in Vietnam

A Volunteered Comment

Friday, July 27th, 2007

“Americans are very nice. They like to volunteer and help people. Why?”

When I needed to contact a local orphanage so I could volunteer there, I had the man at the front desk of my Chiang Mai guesthouse help me make the call. After I finished, he just kept saying that I was so nice to want to volunteer. I laughed and disagreed. Then, he remembered that the two American girls who’d checked in the night before were working with NGOs in the area and said I should speak to them. That’s when he made the above comment.

I personally choose to volunteer because I believe I can make a difference. I believe that everyone in life deserves a fair go, but that the equality of getting it is rarely there. And, I guess at the deepest root of it all, I believe the meaning of life is to make others’ lives better. But he didn’t ask why I volunteered. He asked why Americans do.

So I thought for a while and tried to piece together what influenced me and what might be in our culture that makes us want to say “I’ll help!” Trying as best as I could to answer his question, I said that it might be partially due to the strong history of missionary work in the US. Even if a lot of American volunteers nowadays weren’t Christian or religious, missionaries paved the way for our society’s belief in helping others. He nodded and mentioned that there are a lot of American missionaries here, too, and had been in the past as well.

Later that night, I tried to think of other things that may influence the number of American volunteers he sees; I know that some westerners also knowingly or unknowingly prescribe to the idea of “white man’s burden,” which can influence how/where people choose to volunteer. And then there’s the whole impact of 9/11…which, if NGO application numbers (like those of Teach For America) are any indication, definitely influenced a generation to help others. And, of course, there’s always the desire to travel to far-off places, and volunteering along the way is a way to dissuade any guilt or comments from others (or get a long-term visa).

But that’s about where my train of thought has ended. Although I know there are actually hundreds of possible reasons. Do you have your own theory? Any sociological thoughts you’d like to volunteer are definitely welcome.

Gratuituous-Jayna-Was-Here Photo #6

Friday, July 27th, 2007

Jayna Rust and a monk at monk chat

At a temple last week, I was walking toward BB when three novice monks (ones who are studying at the monk university) asked me where I was from. I talked with them a bit but felt a bit awkward. I couldn’t help but feel they were definitely flirting when they kept trying to convince me I should help them with their English the next day. Why did I feel awkward? They were 17. Seventeen! Oh yeah…and they’re monks!

But, talking with them, I did realize that them thinking about girls/women isn’t as far-fetched for them as I thought; they weren’t all planning on being monks for life (but they are still 17). They’re there to learn about the religion, and as one of them said, “to make my parents happy,” and like quite a few other novice monks, they’re also there because this is one of the few ways they could get higher education.

The monk I met a few days ago [above] told me, “You’re lucky you’re American.” He then went on to talk about how great it is that we have such broad access to higher education in the States. After working with Teach For America for two years where we were constantly reminded how access to education isn’t equal in the US, his off-the-cuff comment was a reminder that although our education system has some problems, others may still envy it.

PS: I also asked him about bargaining. Monks sometimes do it too. Whew!

Oh, Behave!

Tuesday, July 24th, 2007

Do and Don't PosterI forgot to post the photo [click it to enlarge] of this sign I took at one of the temples (Wat Phrathat) in Chiang Mai. It’s a Do and Don’t list in Thai and English with some awesome illustrations. I’m wondering how many foreigners (probably a few Americans at some point) didn’t follow the good-manners list and created the need for it.

I have to say I was pretty disappointed when I saw it. I mean I was really hoping to wear my “hot pants” next time I went to a temple.

Gratuitious-Jayna-Was-Here Photo #5

Thursday, July 19th, 2007

Jayna Rust at Wat Phrathat outside of Chiang Mai, Thailand

With about 300 steps to the top, Doi Suthep’s Wat Phrathat is apparently the must-do thing in Chiang Mai. Not only is it a big, beautiful Buddhist temple, but it also boasts some of the best views of the city.

Riding up to the base of the steps on a minibus, I got to know a Thai girl who was visiting Chiang Mai for work. Talking with her about where I was staying and how much I’d paid for my room and other things around Chiang Mai, I realized that I am way too paranoid about being taken advantage of or being seen as a moneybags tourist. The prices she was told or was paying was sometimes more or the same as I’d been paying. Then I felt like a poophead and realized I’d probably been seen as a cheapskate or cheating tourist. I’m pretty sure that’s worse.

I think when I go back to Wat Phrathat I should ask one of the monks how they feel about money, profits, and bargaining.

Wat Phrathat at Doi Suthep in Chiang Mai, Thailand

Sock It to You

Monday, June 25th, 2007

Socks and sandals are something I haven’t done since I wore Umbro shorts and had the black massaging Adidas sandals that I threw on after middle school basketball practice.

Wearing the two (socks and sandals, that is) together is now quite upper Midwest, and so I couldn’t believe I found myself doing it again. Yet, with the temple’s standard of wearing socks in the actual temple and the fact that I’d only brought flip-flops, I really had no choice but to look like a dad from a Great Lake State.

Jayna Rust wearing socks and flip-flops

Looking West

Monday, June 25th, 2007

view from temple

On the first of three days at a temple in the central part of South Korea, I was briefed on the temple’s history. During this orientation, I learned just why the temple was right where it was. Apparently a few things went into choosing the location, one of which was that standing on the top level of the temple, there would be an unobstructed “view” to the U.S. Why? Because the monk who founded the temple believed that Buddhism was moving west.

The above photo shows the view from the third level of the temple. Below is the temple.

temple