Meditation in Chaiya
Thursday, November 25th, 2004Well i heard there is a typhoon in the phillipines coming our way. Where i
was, cliffside in a bay in ko pha ngan only accessible by long boat (read:
wood, leaky, low to the sea, overcrowded) was getting mighty windy and the
seas very choppy, so i decided it was time to get back to the mainland.
The long boat ride was utterly terrifying, only one guy was willing to take his boat out. Once we were in the boat all the other drivers chanted in unison “he crazy , he crazy” cause the waves were “very, very big”. Out there it was like being thrown through a series of whirlpools with waves hurling towards us from all angles. The driver had to read the ocean very carefully to know whether to kill the engine and ride the waves or accelerate to the max to outrun them. Eventually, after half an hour of me gripping the sides and reciting mantras to every god and goddess, we made it to shore.
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