Mangos and Sunsets

Let's take a close look at mangos being grown for export.




Most Thai's use a nickname because their given names are too long.  This is Eddy, a mango farmer in the village of Kaset Mai.  Eddy spent about ten years living in Philadelphia and he speaks very good English.


You already know the fat guy on the left.


The mangos that Eddy grows are destined for export to Japan.  They must be in perfect condition or they won't be accepted for shipping.  Growing the "perfect" mango is labor intensive - they require a lot of TLC. Each mango must  be grown inside a paper sack lined with carbon paper to ward off insects.  Yep, the same stuff we used back in the days of typewriters.



When the mangos are harvested, one person picks another person places the mango gently into a crate, being careful not to bruise the fruit.  To prevent damage from crushing the crates will be filled to just half their capacity, and then individually covered to keep away insects.
 

The mangos below won't make the grade because of spotting or discoloration, all of which are normal but not acceptable in the Japanese market.  I've sampled all grades of mangos and can't tell a difference in the taste.  These mangos will be sold locally for about 20 baht each.  However, many will just fall to the ground.

 


Note the "perfect" shape and complexion of the mango below.  If it's characteristics hold it will have a smooth, creamy, light yellow skin. This mango has a good chance of making it all the way to Japan




This shiny truck will transport the mangos to Bangkok at night to prevent damage from the sun's heat.  Once there, each mango will be removed from it's sack for a final inspection before being accepted for shipment to Japan.  Eddy sends one to four trucks of mangoes to Bangkok every night for about three months.  The value of one truckload is approximately 150,000 baht, or roughly $4600.00 US.  But Eddy reminds me that the overhead for producing these mangos is enormous.  




And now...clouds, the moon, and sunsets.  








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Songkran 2014

I have been making a lot of Facebook posts bashing the carnage resulting from the Seven Deadly Days of Songkran.  While it is a particularly dangerous time in Thailand because of the extreme over-consumption of alcohol, it is also true that there is a fair amount of sane activity as well.
On the last day of Songkran, which is the Thai New Year Festival, I was invited to join the procession from the village to the temple.  So, here's a chance to meet some more of the villagers.  I did stow my camera during the wettest part of the procession, but managed to get the following pictures with little stress to my camera. 






Four out of five people really enjoy the Songkran activities.







The stoic and sober.

This was the best pic of the evening.  Sohm and his wife Kim.

Second best picture.  I would like to have gotten more color from this photo.
Street dancing just getting started. Here come the fire-hoses.  Time to put the camera away.
The procession toward the temple begins.









So the trick to staying somewhat dry is to gauge the range of the hose, and just to be sure, take shelter behind something big...

...but that strategy doesn't work if they kick up the rpm's on the pump.

Once at the temple everyone tones it down a bit.

Kim, Sohm, Tuay, and myself.

Time-out for devotions.

Tuay is a novice monk, or nen.  His fellow nen is quite serious about his role.

Mom and nen.


A monk ties a string around the wrist as a blessing for the new year.




Everyone is welcome