I’ve been embracing the many social media outlets that are available to me and my trusty iPhone and for those of you who are on Instagram, come and follow me to see my life in Thailand in all it’s square, retro filtered glory.
There may be some cat photos but come on, if you could do this, you would!
Click here to head to my profile or search for ‘cornishkylie’ (of course)… it would be good to follow back and connect with people – I promise it isn’t all selfies!!
This week’s theme over at Where’s my Backpack is round. I had the perfect set of pictures to add as my contribution taken at Chedi Thaimongkhon in Hat Yai. This temple is all about circles and perfectly captures this week’s theme.
OK, before we get started let me state that I do not go out looking for animals to take in! They just seem to choose to adopt us…
And so, it isn’t that surprising that after a month in our new home, this little guy has turned up on our doorstep. Literally, he’s scaling the ‘cat-proofed’ fence and has taken up residency on our front door step.
He’s missing a few teeth, has fleas, is missing patches of fur, has congealed blood on his face and is a skinny little thing. He’s got bite marks on him but I’m not sure if they are from fighting or just from himself as he’s always biting where the fleas make him itch. He’s smaller than Cat and she is tiny. He makes her look overweight!
Speaking of Cat, she is the main reason that I’m not already off to the vets and welcoming this one into our home. I’m not planning on adopting a second cat but if this one is choosing to camp outside our house then we’re going to have to go and get him cleaned up unless we lock Cat indoors.
An email has been sent to a local animal shelter to see what we can do about getting him sorted out. He probably needs some anti-parasite stuff, needs his skin treated and while we’re at it I’m keen to get him neutered to do our bit towards stemming the ever-growing population of street animals on this island. Also, once neutered, he’s less likely to get into street fights and therefore less likely to get injured.
Once he’s all cleaned up I’ve got no problem with feeding him and giving him some shelter in our front garden, especially with the rainy season around the corner.
I just have to try really hard not to totally take him in. He’s about a year old and has spent that year living on the streets so hopefully he will be content with living outside our house. It’s bad enough having the thought that I have one cat to re-home/take back to the UK with me eventually.
I didn’t even like animals before I came here! Thailand changes you…
Sometimes I post opinionated pieces on the political/educational/moral state of Thailand, other times I post pretty pictures I’ve taken. Sometimes, I just post a little update of all the nothings I’ve been doing; what should probably be put on a postcard and sent home to grandparents but never is. This is one of those latter posts.
It’s been just over a month of my new job/house/life on the island (I like to reiterate this point) of Phuket. In my last update I had just moved into the new house but without furniture or any home comforts. We were camping with cardboard boxes for tables and only the hard tiled floor to sit on.
But after a few trips to Hat Yai we now have kitchen utensils and a sofa and all those little things that make a house a home, like earl grey tea bags and somewhere to put my clothes other than the floor-drobe that was gathering at the foot of my bed. I say bed; we don’t actually have one of those yet, or a mattress. But we’ve created a nest out of duvets and yoga mats and actually it’s really comfortable and probably very good for my back. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway.
The house itself is really nice and completely water tight which is better than the last place – and with the shock storms we’ve randomly been getting it’s a good job! It’s not rainy season yet but after 100 days without rain the heavens have opened and every few days we are having thunder storms and rain – which is actually quite nice as it slightly cools down the air which can be stiflingly hot and humid at times (I swear it’s much hotter here than in Hat Yai). The thunderstorms I can bear, but the power cuts that come along with them are a bit of an annoyance. Five hours overnight with no electric and therefore no AC, no fan, no water (electric water pump) so no shower to cool off – not fun!
School is going really well. To begin with I wasn’t quite sure what I needed to be doing and it was a case of making up my own jobs as the teacher I am currently helping out is only covering maternity leave for the actual teacher. After a few weeks we have figured out a routine that makes the days go quickly and get all the jobs done. Working in an international school with high tuition fees means that we have a high level of accountability to ensure that each child is read with x amount of times a week, that books are checked and marked y times a week and z amount of homework is given out and taken back.
The actual year 6 teacher will be coming back from maternity leave in just under a month, when the routine I have gotten into will no doubt be pulled apart and turned upside down and I will have a whole new way of working to get my head around. But once I’ve got my head around that one, at least it won’t be changing any time soon!
On the last day of term (yes, I’m on holiday already) we had the school sports day which couldn’t be any different from the almost-Olympic extravaganza that I went through at my last school. In contrast, emphasis was placed on the actual sport (would you believe it) and there was the smallest of opening ceremonies that didn’t involve an overnight stay at the school, a 4.30 am wake up, ten tonnes of make up and a 3km walk in the searing heat for me. So overall, a much better experience! We even had teacher’s races and a parents v. teachers tug of war – just like the sports days I used to have at school when I was younger!
The whole day culminated with a sponsored swimathon being completed by the teachers with two teamss swimming 5km each. I contributed a pathetic 150m but considering I don’t really swim, it was the best I could do. It helps that the pool is really nice. Maybe I will take up swimming after school… another benefit to working at an international school is being able to use really good facilities.
I’m not sporty at all so my participation in the entire day was a bit of a shock to the system – when we were told to just come in our usual sports gear I had to go on a shopping spree to buy shorts and my first pair of actual trainers. Who knows if they will get any more use? I’d like to think now I have the kit maybe I could go for a run or maybe join in one of the outdoor aerobics classes you see all over Thailand in car parks on weekday evenings – let’s see… it would make for an interesting post I suppose!
So that’s all really for the update. I’m on Easter/Songkran holiday now for the next two weeks so hopefully the storms clear up and I can get some sunshine. Can someone do a sun dance for me please?
Thresh·old (thrĕsh′ōld′, -hōld′) noun
1. A piece of wood or stone placed beneath a door; a doorsill.
2. An entrance or a doorway.
I could have gone metaphorical with this week’s challenge from the Daily Post, but as it would happen I have recently been on a little walk with my camera around Phuket Old Town which is filled with stunning, colourful Sino-Portuguese buildings. So I have plenty of pictures of the thresholds into homes and shops alike. Take a look – it just goes to show that Phuket is more than just buckets of booze and ladyboys, if you know the right places to look.