I finally go around to paying a visit to the King Power Mahanakhon Sky Walk. At 314 meters high, it was the tallest building in Thailand until November 2018 when the 315 meter tall Magnolia Waterfront Residences Tower opened. To be honest, going up in tall buildings is one of my least favorite things to do. After falling from the fourth floor in the midst of a fire and nearly dying, one might be inclined to think the highest I would go is the second story of my townhouse. Physically, my body still occasionally feels pain from the fall. Mentally, going up high is no scarier for me than anyone else. I don't freak out anytime I'm up fifty feet or higher, but I prefer to be on the ground. After all, are human beings really meant to be walking around in a structure a thousand feet into the air? I think not.
Take the glass floor of the Mahanakhon Sky Walk. From a distance, it looks safe. It is safe. So you throw on some non-slip shoe covers, walk out onto the glass, and laugh. No big deal. Then you look down and feel like you're falling. You mind plays a trick on you. It feels like you're falling, or going to fall. Every person I spoke with who went out on the glass told me they had the same reaction. The instinctual human reaction is a split second, "I'm going to fall," or "I'm dizzy." Only after a few seconds does the mind and body come together to realize you are still standing on something solid and not plummeting to your death. Several people I spoke with have told me there's no way they would walk out onto the glass. Could you fall through the glass and die? Of course, anything could happen, but it is highly unlikely. If you visit the Mahanakhon Sky Walk, you owe it to walk on the glass. It's mind over matter. Face your fears.
A young, depressed American expat looking for a better life believes Thailand is the answer to his prayers. Is he right? As Socrates once said, “How can you wonder your travels do you no good, when you carry yourself around with you?”
The final day in our journey to Khao Sak takes up back into the city of Surat Thani where we relax for a few hours before heading to the Chak Phra Festival. The Chak Phra Festival (Pulling the Buddha) takes place on the eleventh lunar month in Southern Thailand and symbolizes Buddha's return to earth from heaven. The festival also marks the official end of the Buddhist three-month rain retreat.
For the majority of August 9th, I was laying in bed, attempting to get comfortable. My stomach had been acting up for the past six months and August 9 was the day when I woke up and knew something wasn't right. First I feel a slight pain around the solar plexus area, then gradually it got worse to the point where the pain level jumped to an 8 or 9.
When this first started happening, I thought it was some bad salad. Then I thought it was the flu, then something I cooked and the last two times, the culprit seemed to have been peanut butter. I have never went to see a doctor about this because I just thought it was food poisoning or something I ate didn't agree with my stomach.
On one of the occasions I vomited like never before in my life. Painful, hard core puking that laid me out onto the bathroom floor. Beau, my wife had to help me up off the floor and guide me back into bed. The vomiting episode took something out of me. So far, what it took from me never came back and ever since then I have felt different.
Beau always stays cool and collected when I am ill. Most of the time she'll say, "Don't worry, you'll be better in a little while." When she saw how I was puking and sweating and how difficult it was for me to stand, it was one of the few times I could see the concern in her eyes. She wanted me to go to the hospital, I refused simply because I wanted to lay in bed. Two days later, I was up and around and doing much better.
One thing strange coinciding with these episodes is a strong urge for ice cream. I love ice cream and always have, but the majority of the time I have the discipline to only eat it once in a while and when I do, I eat relatively small portions (a scoop or two, maybe three). The pit of my stomach would start to get warm, then hot, and in my mind, the only option was ice cream. Ice cream cooled off my stomach and made me feel better.
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