Rescued (& Almost Killed) in The Land of Smiles Anthony Middleton December 19, 2011 Asia, Thailand 66 Comments I fidget in the back seat of the taxi. I reread the same page in my Kindle for the fourth time, completely unable to comprehend the writing in the story. I glance at my watch for the 5th time in a minute. I’m antsy, I’m restless and I’m about to be late for my sleeper train from Bangkok to Chiang Mai – anxious in the knowledge that there isn’t another train available for the next few days. I ask the taxi driver, who is smiling even though he’s in a sea of gridlocked traffic; “how long, please?” His English is poor, he doesn’t understand me and so I play the waiting game. I hate the waiting game. I gave myself more than enough time to get to the station, (or so I thought) but the roads in Bangkok really aren’t like any other regular roads in the world. They’re unpredictable, unsafe and bursting of anarchy. I’ve seen a family of five on a motorbike, travelling with everything but the kitchen sink on more than one occasion. I’ve seen near misses with cars going the wrong way with wallpaper rolls sticking out the window, I’ve seen it all and I was only here for three days. Taken like a sniper from a bridge in Bangkok, player! You could offer me all the tea in China and all the hot brunettes in Argentina and I still wouldn’t take to the wheel (or motorbike) on the streets of Bangkok. (Edit – this philosophy changed within a year) No chance. The taxi finally gets to the station at 18:25, fifteen minutes after the time of proposed departure. I momentarily ponder what the hell I’m going to do in the outskirts of a strange, bizarre (yet awesome) massive city – and then I immediately snap out of it.I’ve never been the fan of giving up easy, forever the optimist; I grab my backpacks and sprint like Usain Bolt on acid to the platform, hoping that there was a delay on my train. I am British after all, so I’m used to trains not being on time. I’m greeted by a guy who works at the train station. He takes my ticket and says; “Oh noooo, Chiang Mai gone already, sir.” My head drops, I am beaten. I am Man Vs Clock, and I have been owned by the clock. I fiddle about in the contacts of my phone, to call Seconds pass and Mr Thai train employee appears in the corner of my eye, wearing a motorbike helmet and one in his hand for me. “Come, come” he says, followed by an enthusiastic; “fast, fast!” He’s surely not going to try and race the train (which already has a fifteen minute head start) to the next station, in Bangkok rush hour traffic…on a motorbike!? You betcha! My instincts tell me I have nothing to lose. He tells me my name and asks me mine as he changes from 2nd to 4th gear and swerves nonchalantly past a pissed off Land rover who almost clips us, but for the purpose of the story we shall call him ‘บ้าระห่ำ’ meaning, “Daredevil” in Thai, pronounced ‘Baraham.’ It takes all of my core strength (thank you abdominal crunches on the beach in Langkawi) to sit upright with a 75 litre backpack while grabbing the seat and trying not to fall off, as Baraham bobs and weaves at an incredulous speed through the cars and other enraged motorbikes. Baraham even had the audacity to beep at anyone who dared to halt him in his quest – even though he went through every red light!!! Adrenaline kicks in as our near misses seemed to get closer every time, and my priorities are obviously very warped, as the worry for my safety is now replaced with two main thoughts in my mind: . This is going to make an AWESOME story on my blog! . This would NEVER happen in England! I’m referring to the guy giving a shit about me missing my train. This is the general reaction that you’d get in England if you missed your train and were in need of some guidance: I’m totally getting off on the rush of danger and even though Baraham is laughing in the face of fear with such contempt, I start to feel a bond of trust between the little crazy Thai fella and me. We pull up to a train station and I’m almost sad that our insane adventure is over, but happy that my travel insurance premium has not been compromised. I cross my fingers as he asks his colleague at the next station in Thai if we have missed the train. The postmortem concludes that it left just a few minutes ago. I’m beaten again but remember my manners and applaud Baraham in his efforts. He smiles (of course he does, he’s Thai – these kids would smile if they were on fire) and yells defiantly “SAME, SAME!” Baraham was not going to be beaten today, oh no Sir! Back on the bike of death we are, racing through the mad motorway of Bangkok – attempting to get to the next station before the train. He giggles like a little girl and yells; “Hold on tight, Antony Hopkins!” My pedantic nature refrains from informing Baraham that my name actually has the letter ‘H’ in it, whilst the ‘Silence of the Lambs’ star does not. Not the time or place, AntHony! Baraham goes even faster this time, as the slip road is quieter. Full whack he goes, tearing up the highway with only one goal in mind; to help out a stranger. We arrive at the next station and his colleague tells him the Chiang Mai train is due to arrive in ten minutes. Wahoo! I now have my new hero, and his name is Baraham. Legend I tell him; “THAT WAS AWESOME!” As I refuse a cigarette that he offers me. I pull out 500 baht (about £10) and say thank you. He genuinely refuses the money and I don’t let up, forcing the money in his hand saying, “enjoy some Tiger beer.”I immediately feel like a prick. He doesn’t want anything in return; he’s just a kind human being helping out another in a time of need. I hope I haven’t offended him and make small talk. He seems fine and hands me this: It’s a Buddhist thing sign for good luck, some kind of penchant. I feel overwhelmed and it hits me like a hammer; I am in love with Thailand. Irrevocably, absolutely and unconditionally – I’ve got it bad for this country. This place is very popular for travellers and tourists and many visitors return to these shores. Is it the pristine white beaches, mouth-watering food, parties, or the cheap beer? I’m guessing it’s a factor, but the main one is quite simply; the people. The cliché really is true; it’s the people who make the places good or bad. And in the ‘Land Of Smiles’ I am surrounded by people like Baraham and I’m adding to the smiles in this beautiful, mental-in-the-face country! I will never, ever forget the intense effort that Baraham made to help me out in my time of despair. Respect. 66 Responses Niall Doherty December 19, 2011 That. Is. Legendary. Reply Julia December 19, 2011 This is the nicest story I’ve read in a long time. I love when random acts of kindness remind you of how much good there is in the world. Julia recently posted..Putting English Stereotypes to Bed Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Cheers Julia, Yeah the cynics won’t be a fan of this one hehe. Reply Nathan - As We Travel December 19, 2011 AWESOME adventure dude! Thailand is a wonderful & crazy place. Nathan – As We Travel recently posted..Vilnius, Lithuania – Europe #33 [VIDEO] Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 It really is, Nathan. It’s the culture shock that I desired!! Reply Will - My Spanish Adventure December 19, 2011 I’ll have to take all the Chinese tea and Argentinian brunettes back now. It’s a bike I’m getting you for Christmas Mr Hopkins. Great story. Want to be there with you. Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Will, Chuck in a few Dark haired Polish girls with that and I’ll see what I can do 😉 Get out here, man!! Reply Macca December 19, 2011 That is fooking awesome bud… what a legend. The thai fella is a true legend in every sense. Welldone for holding on & not dying. Mate. you seriously need to work on your timing… can’t help but be reminded of almost missing the plane to Barrydorm because of a football arcade game. or the time you missed the coach to London for that Michael Jackson tribute thingy… Although if you do sort out your time keeping, we would’nt have immense tales like this one! P.S. I’ll give you 6 months to get this travelling thing out of you system,,, lol x Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Macca, I think you are seriously underestimating the importance of a best of three, with Mini Cheddar on a football arcade from the 70’s!!! Haha, aye you’re right like 😉 x Reply Kev December 19, 2011 They’re really great people eh AntHony…that’s why I married one. She’s the best thing that ever happened to me!!! Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Ah Kevin, you li’l sweetpea ;P Lovely thing to say mate, happy for you! Reply Paul December 19, 2011 Bloody awesome story….. Definitely wouldn’t get that in the UK Reply Kirsty December 19, 2011 So has this made you love Thailand more??? I was a bit worried when you left us you wouldnt make the train, this guy is awesome!!! Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Kirsty, It has made it my favourite so far, bet you’re so smug right now? 😉 Reply Toni December 19, 2011 Awesome. Totally awesome! =D Toni recently posted..I hate Facebook! Reply Michelle and Mark December 19, 2011 Awesome Anth, simply awesome!!! xxx Reply Eurotrip Tips December 19, 2011 LOVE the Little Britain mention. It made my day 😉 That was indeed a great story and even though I would have probably died of heart failure before I got to my destination! Have fun in Chiang Mai Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Haha Little Britain summed up the English attitude 😉 Oh I shall, have fun in France! Reply Peg December 19, 2011 Too bad you couldn’t catch a video while you were dodging death and racing through red lights. We’ve had so many great experiences with people being over the top generous in Brazil, but nothing as wild as this one. That was epic! Peg recently posted..Brazil – Getting to know Aldeia Velha Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Peg, The crazy thought of a video actually crossed my mind hahaha So Brazil isn’t awfully dangerous like people will have us believe then? Reply Dave December 19, 2011 Blinking brilliant nice one. Reply Adventurous Kate December 19, 2011 I LOVE this story, mate! Never thought you’d be racing a train, eh? 😀 Adventurous Kate recently posted..A Year in the Life of a Full-Time Traveler Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Cheers Kate, Haha never in my life did I envisage this. Reply Hogga December 20, 2011 I’m not gonna lie, I was on the edge of my seat for this story. Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Hogga, I have that affect on Canadian women Reply Craig December 20, 2011 We encountered many acts of kindness in Bangkok, but none as awesome as this, great story beautifully told Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Thanks Craig Reply Kim December 20, 2011 What a fantastic story!! Amazing! Reply Erin December 20, 2011 What an amazing story! We have experienced some incredible kindness from Thai people (when our moped tire went flat, twice in the same trip, and had no idea what to do Thai people helped us out both times), but this is just amazing. You are right – this would NEVER happen in England. But that’s why we are in Thailand The traffic in Bangkok is INsane. We now stay near the skytrain so we don’t have to get stuck in it. Does this mean you are in Chiang Mai now?! We’ll have to meet up. Erin recently posted..72 Random Observations About Japan Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Hey Erin, I remember that story on your blog. Also, when I got lost in CM one night, the bloke who worked in the hotel lobby who I asked to use his internet for a map – SHUT DOWN THE LOBBY and took me 15 minutes away on his bike I’m in Chiang Mai indeed, staying on Maneenopparat Road, where the devil are you? We so should! Have you bought lanterns yet for NYE? Reply Erin December 26, 2011 That’s amazing! We are just south of the night bazaar but we can moped everywhere. We haven’t got lanterns yet but we should all arrange a big get together for NY. Ryan December 20, 2011 Great story Anthony! Looking forward to reading more from you. One piece of advice for the next time you encounter one of these situations though… When you go to pull out the 500THB and place it in the drivers hands you need to be sure to simply utter the words “Stay thirsty my friend!” He will immediately know who you are. You’re none other than “The Most Interesting Man in the World” (Dos Equis). Ryan recently posted..The Cathedrals and Churches of Leon, Nicaragua Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Hey Ryan, Cheers mate, hahaha some vital advice it seems. Reply Catherine Ow December 20, 2011 it is really amazing. Bangkok always is full with nice people. Everyone will fall in love with Bangkok once they have been there. Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Catherine, Bangkok is a place that can drive you crazy and make you happy within a second Reply Bret @ Green Global Travel December 20, 2011 I love stories like this! They show us that, deep down inside, despite all the BS we have to deal with on a day to day basis in our modern society, that most people are still inherently good. Nice work. Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Hey Bret, Yeah too much of a shame people focus on the bad shit! Reply Yvonne December 20, 2011 awesome story! it’s all about the people. in every country. Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Too true Yvonne, thanks for stopping by Reply Greg December 20, 2011 So glad you shared this awesome experience! So many people complain about Thailand being “too touristy,” but encounters like this keep me coming back there every year. Reply Greg December 20, 2011 Great story! Encounters like this one keep me coming back to Thailand every single year! Greg recently posted..Climbing Sumatra’s Gunung Sibayak Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Oh I think I’ll be drawn back here too, Greg! Reply Sam December 20, 2011 Great story, the people of Thailand out do themselves again! Sam recently posted..Bryce Canyon Fairyland Loop Trail Reply hayadith December 21, 2011 wonderful.. i have the same idea too. It’s all about the people. All bad things seem to be fine when you’re with wonderful people. Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Too true Hayadith Reply Jim @NeverStopTraveling December 21, 2011 Most of us who travel for a “living” run into great people like this every so often and they steal our hearts. Then there are the many who would never have jumped on the back of his motorbike. I’ve always felt sorry for them. Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Yeah Jim I had nothing to lose and my intuition told me he was the real deal. I’m as intuitive as a woman! 😉 Reply Jarmo December 22, 2011 Woah, that’s amazing! I loved those bike taxis in Bangkok, in the end I always ended up using them because they were a lot faster than any taxi or other means of transport. Sometimes they were a bit scary, but none of my rides were as crazy as yours! Jarmo recently posted..The Surprising Balut Experiment Reply Anthony December 22, 2011 Hey Jarmo, Oh you mean the tuk-tuks? I love them!! Reply MaryAnn December 28, 2011 Anthony, you are the best story teller! I could feel your tension as you whipped through those streets with Baraham! You are right about people making or breaking a place. When I lived in Japan, taking a taxi ride was like being on a killer roller coaster with no security. Prayer was the only way to get to your destination alive! But I was never ever late to anything! I’m so glad you made your train! Reply Scott December 30, 2011 Totally forgot to comment on this the first time I read it, sorry it won’t happen again. Awesome story and it’s stuff like this that give you that “Traveler’s adrenaline” rush you just can’t get at home. Reply Anthony January 3, 2012 Scott Just don’t let it happen again 😛 Reply Raymond @ Man On The Lam January 1, 2012 Love this story! (And Little Britain too of course…) Raymond @ Man On The Lam recently posted..When Nature Calls: The Greener Clacker Cleaner Reply Chris January 7, 2012 Holy shit. What a crazy story. I love those random acts of travel kindness, and you have to appreciate that it gave one hell of a story. But bugger me, I’m eager to get out on the road again. This shit wouldn’t ever happen in uptight Sydney. Reply Anthony January 9, 2012 I still have an OMG face every time I think about it and look at my lucky Buddha penchant Reply Tom January 7, 2012 WOW, great story dude! I think I’d have shit myself and then slid off the bike in a slop of my own faeces if the same had happened to me. Still, revolting imagery aside, that’s a genuinely, heart-warmingly awesome tale that I’m sure you’ll be telling for many a year to come Reply Anthony January 9, 2012 Tom, What a beautiful thought pahaha. Did the orange ladies get you on NYE, or were the fag hags dependable?? Reply Turtle March 2, 2012 I’ve only just come across this story – but what a story! You can go to all the monuments and natural beauties on the planet but it’s the interactions with people that are thing things that stick with you. Especially when it’s a random act of kindness like this. Baraham is the reason we want to travel the world. Reply Steven March 27, 2012 Great story! Unfortunately, for every legendary Baraham, there are 100 Somchais who will gang jump you with sticks, bottles, and clubs at the drop of a hat for no other reason than they detest foreigners and will gladly seize any opportunity to harm one. There are also 100 Porns who will rob you blind and spend his day trying to find ways to cheat you. That said, it is the lone legendary Baraham types who keep most of us coming back for more and shine hope and friendlessness into the chaotic world called Thailand. + 1 for legendary Baraham!!!! Thailand would be lost without you. Reply Anthony March 29, 2012 Hi Steven, Thanks, I guess there is good and bad everywhere…and I guess I’ve been very lucky – so far! Fingers crossed haha 😉 Yep, this highlights EVEN MORE how much of a legend this bloke is! Reply Ian Ord - Where Sidewalks End January 27, 2013 I wish I could find this mototaxi dude – I never seem to have that luck in Bangkok. Perhaps it’s your english charm, or maybe your coy sad puppy dog eyes… perhaps it was just meant that you get to Chiang Mai for our eventual meeting. Either was, what an incredible story! Ian Ord – Where Sidewalks End recently posted..Bang Saphan Noi – One of Thailand’s last secluded beach towns Reply Marcelle June 16, 2013 I went to Vietnam in March/April, and I was trying to find a friend of a friend’s bar in Saigon. Hopped onto a motor bike, went through the busy streets, only fearing for my legs five times to what I thought was the address. Not so much. It looked like a residence with no lights on. My motor bike driver didn’t speak much English nor did anybody in the jewelry store next door. Nonetheless, I had multiple people trying to help me call the guy and trying to figure out where I wanted to go. They called a few numbers for me and even resorted to google to translate that the phone wasn’t connected. It’s a shame I wasn’t able to meet up with Expats, but I was overwhelmed with how everyone was trying to help this little lost Canadian girl! Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published. Name* Email* Website Comment Notify me of followup comments via e-mail Related Posts Feeling Deflated But Humble After Auschwitz Visit Jet Ski Adventure In Malaysia With Seeman Watersports Cute Burmese Baby Girl Only Idiots Don’t Take Mosquito Spray To Asia (I’m An Idiot) Related Posts How To Get The Best (and Swankiest) View Of The Petronas Towers I’m Bald, Therefore I Am Choose to be Greedy Stop Stalling & Just Start Something!