Burma Border Run and Concussion Updates

On Saturday my stamp into Thailand was officially up! I had spent roughly a full month here already! Thailand let’s people with US passports enter the country visa free meaning that I can just show up at the border and they’ll let me stay for 30 days. To contrast, Vietnam required a paid in advanced visa that either has to be filed at an embassy or online. It’s nice to not have to deal with the paperwork, but that doesn’t mean there still isn’t a hassle to long term stay in a foreign country, even with favorable tourist laws.


That is why I made a quick “border run” they call it to Myanmar.. or Burma. Not really sure on the cultural identity that is most politically correct when referring to the country. I know a lot of people refer to themselves as Burmese, but everything official, like the signs and passport stamps, say Myanmar. Even on Google Maps it says Burma in parentheses. Apparently, there is some genicide happening in the northern regions of the country. That all seems like another conversation. Regardless, I got to experience a taste of this new culture.


The border system in Myanmar is different than I’ve experienced anywhere else. First, they make you pay 500 baht ($15) to get in the country, but that’s nothing odd. The weird part is once you pay they give you this type of “receipt” that has your name and passport info and then they take your passport to keep at the border checkpoint. Part of the reason they do this is to control those who are just trying to border runs versus the legitimate visa holding travelers who will be journeying further into the country. With this “receipt” I am only allowed in this certain border city called. Tachilek, Myanmar. I am not allowed out. I think the strict controls have been imposed to die some of the political instability in the north.

Regardless, the Burmese know well that the main purpose of this particular land border is for Thai expats and tourists who are looking to extend their trip by another 30 days. With that reality, they do a really great job in Tachilek to make the most of their opportunity to engage all these tourists. Since the government is a little more lax on regulations, this city is a haven for pirated movies, cheap drugs, and any type of counterfeit good you can think of. The pirated movie shops were genuinely impressive. I couldn’t believe the selection. I saw recent movies all the way to the first season of “iCarly.” First thing into the market, though, you’ll be bombared by vendors trying to sell you tax free cigarettes and Viagra. Looking for fake Nikes, Gucci clothes, Versace handbags? They got it. Later, I found the market the actual locals in the town visit and that’s the picture above where you can see cabbage for sale and more practical goods like food.


What good is a visit to a South Eastern country if I don’t visit the local temples? It was nice to get up to this relaxed monument because it had a nice view out over the city. Even though I was only a stone throw away from Thailand, it some how seemed distinctly different. They still accept the Thai currency, but you can feel the difference in especially in economy. Myanmar felt more like Cambodia in terms of economic opportunities for the locals than it did Thailand. You can definitely see pretty quickly what kind of opportunities these local people have. I saw more poverty by way of rougher looking local shops and restaurants, and just frankly more people who seemed unemployed.


Just seeing a shop/club that offers both karaoke and massage raises questions about the economy and how these people really have to hustle to make a living. Little street food stands are of course a staple in SE Asia, and the lady in the picture above opened my mind to the deliciousness of deep fried bananas. I need to figure out where to find these in Thailand! Lastly, the picture with the barwire shows a shut down carnival.


For those of you following along with my journey, you know I just recently suffered a concussion. This border run happened less than 48 hours after the incident and needless to say it was a rough day for me. I had to wake up a 5am to ride my bike 45 minutes to the bus station. Then I spent 10 hours on a bus riding through bumpy mountainous paths at points to only spend two hours in Myanmar. But I’d do it again, because I love the adventure! It’s cool to see another culture even if for just a short time, and of course I did need a new entry stamp!

For my medical update, I attended a doctor’s appointment this morning. This appointment cost me 870 baht ($26.32) for a one on one consultation with a Western doctor, Dr. Scott is ironically Scottish, and two new prescriptions. The diagnosis is that my head is still fine, but what I thought what might have been nerve pain down my arms could just be muscular soreness from the initial trauma. So we will give the new meds a go and I will return to light working out and see if my condition improves. We have a follow-up appointment scheduled for Wednesday!

Not sure what’s up next on the blog. I will be continuing relaxing the next couple of days before I return to training. I will have an opportunity to watch a full game of Monday Night Football which really excites me, especially since my fantasy football matchup relies solely on this game. I still haven’t talked about how my procurement of additional income streams has gone… I have some exciting opportunities unfolding there, so I may wait for that blog post. Either way, I’m sure I’ll have some news sooner than later! Thanks for reading!

Burma Border Run and Concussion Updates

Thailand Healthcare

This blog post is a bit unfortunate that it has to be written, but it only adds to the adventure. Essentially, I got knocked out in Muay Thai training and had a fun little visit to the emergency room for some stitches. This is the story:


So I was sparring in the afternoon session of training. It was around 5:30pm and I was sparring against this big guy I had sparred before. He’s probably 6′ 4″ 240 lbs. He’s a pro fighter from Canada. Real nice guy. I’ve had a lot of great conversations with him. Being that big he generally takes it easy sparring and it helps.me learn a lot. Today was different. Right from the get go his punches were heavy and he was putting some real gusto behind his hits. I was doing well.. Like literally getting destroyed. I was backpedaling after each blow. I remember he had me almost off the mats and I was trying to fight back on and he was just obliterating me. That was the last thing I remember.

Then I woke up. Not sure how long I was unconscious for. I apparently fell and hit my head on the concrete. There was a puddle of blood next to me and there was a crowd of people around me. My skin pads, ankle supports, handwraps, gloves, and mouth guard were already off me, so I must have been out for sometime. Then people started asking my name, where I was. Next thing I know the ambulance is there. I couldn’t remember anything, but people helped me gather my stuff and I got in the ambulance. When I got up I realized how badly hurt I was. I don’t know if anyone reading  this has been knocked out, but every nerve and my neck and arms down into my chest even was killing. Like this throbbing pain that just makes you want to roll around with a strained face.

Then, at the hospital I laid there and and I started to remember things. I remembered in the ambulance I was trying to figure out how I was going to get home that night and I couldn’t even remember where I lived… Literally no relection of how to get there. Another scary thing was they had to cut some of hair to make room for stitches. No idea how much, I just know some is gone. Then I got some stitches and they gave me a shot. I tried to ask what the shot was for and all they said was “bacteria.” Seemed like a decent thing to get a shot for I reckoned. A guy from the gym rode with me and he paid for all the medical expenses because I had no clue what was going on. The gym manager showed up to.

I got some X-rays done and my skull wasn’t fractured so that’s good. Then I was handed some pills. I left shortly after with the gym manager. I honestly don’t have a good idea of what I’m supposed to do. No idea how long I’m out for.. How to shower with the bandage on my head? General procedurial stuff couldn’t be communicated because of the language barrier. So there was no consultation. I’m  just left to figure it out I guess.

When leaving with the gym manager, I got on the back of his moped and we immediately got onto the highway. All I was thinking was, I’m not wearing a helmet, and I just had a major head injury. If I fall off I’m dead… Luckily I made it home, and at this point I am at home and the pain meds are starting to kick in so the throbbing is easing a little.

When I first looked in the mirror at home I noticed a new black eye. It’s not that bad but adds to the story! The next day I wlaked to the gym to talk to people and check out the blood stain on the concrete. They already had it mostly cleaned, so that was a bummer. I also found my blood stained mouth guard in the pocket of my shorts so just by looking at that I could tell I didn’t do that well sparring…


All in all, the trip to the emergency room which included an ambulance ride, x-rays, stitches, a shot, and 4 different types of meds only cost me the US equivilant of $113.11. In the United States an accident like this would be enough to bankrupt the rest of my trip. So thankful for the inexpensive, yet still quality Thai healthcare. I’m also thankful that it wasn’t any worse. It could have been much worse, so I’m thankful just to be alive!

3 days removed my shoulders are still killing me and I’ve been advised by my doctor sister-in-law to get an MRI done to make sure the spine is all good and see what is the cause of this potential nerve damage. I guess there are potential long term consequences at stake. So tomorrow morning I’ll be handling that.

Check back at some point for an update on my ever evolving health situation.

Thailand Healthcare

Loi Krathong, Wat Phrathat Doi Suthep, and Painting Party!

Eventful weekend for me here in Chiang Mai! As you read in my last blog post, I went to my first Must Thai fight on Thursday night. Then Friday kicked off the nationwide celebration of Loi Krathong. That continued to Saturday, and then Sunday I made a 15km ride, one way, up a mountain to visit the temple Wat Phrathat Doi Suthep. Before that I was helping some of the people from church paint the new house they we’re moving into.

Loi Krathong is essential, at least in my experience, a celebration where pretty much everyone in Thailand, tourists included, go out at night and light candles, laterns, and these special floating candles as well. There are fireworks and people throwing firecrackers in the streets. It’s a real hoot.


Originally, however, the celebration was mainly focused around making these decorated “baskets” that would then be floated down the river. Thai culture also isn’t the only culture to celebrate the festival. There are many smaller tribes of people who celebrate including people from Laos. The event takes place on the evening of the full moon of the 12th month in the traditional Thai lunar calendar. That just so happened to be November 3rd and 4th this year. Today, the festival is less traditional to some as you can see by the Hello Kitty later pictured above.


In all honesty, the event seems really dangerous. The Thai government shut down all airports during the festivities because of the laterns potential to interfer with flights. Not only that, scenes like in the pictures above we’re very frequent. While I was in the thick of latern launching territory I witnessed probably 3 or 4 laterns hit power lines and then proceed to burn themselves up dropping the flaming candle, fuel, and burning frame onto a crowd of people. I was only there for 30 minutes! There was police and firefighters on hand, but I was a little horrified to see so many laterns take a direct route into buildings and trees. Also, it’s hard to imagine where all these laterns end up falling once they run out of fuel.

Even after the fun of Friday and Saturday I decided to take a little bike trip after church. Before, however, I helped paint a house that some of the church’s members were moving into. There’s not a lot I wouldn’t do when offered free food, but it was fun to help out! We had a nice meal of pizza and potato salad. It was good to have some Western food for a change. I must have eaten a whole pizza by myself, which isn’t saying to much when the large size here is equivalent to an American small. They oddly came in a dessert looking box. Either way the food was much appreciated!

After spending a few hours painting it was time for me to take to my bicycling adventure, and it truly was an adventure. I may have underestimated the journey I was about to undertake. I left around 4:30pm thinking I could get to the top by 5:30pm and watch the sun go down, explore the temples, and then cruise home. But by 6pm, after sun down, I still hadn’t made it to the top of the mountain. It ended up being a 15km journey from painting to the top of the mountain, 11km of which was practically, what seemed to me, straight up. Along the way I did get to see some waterfalls and some stunning views over the city and surrounding nature. I knew I want making good time so I didn’t stop for as many pictures as I would have liked!


At the top I still had some stairs to climb to get to the top of the temple. At this point I began to feel discontempt for the free bike I had received from church. My butt was so store and now I had to do all this walking. But they say it’s about the journey, not the destination. It it wasn’t for that I don’t think I would have appreciated the sights and views nearly as much as I did, even though by this pointing traveling temples are nothing special to me anymore.


I wandered around for a short time and really didn’t spend a lot of time there because I knew I had a 11km down hill journey on a bicycle with questionable breaks in the dark with no lights. I did spend my most time looking over the city. So far I have spent a little over two weeks here, but to me if feels much more like a couple months. It’s very weird to think how somewhere so different can start to become so familiar and almost be a home, at least for the time being.

The bike journey down was honestly terrifying. All I could think was if my mom knew what I was doing she would say I’m an idiot. But I was an idiot… I had no helmet, no lights, and the brakes on this bike barely worked. I was speeding down this mountain, wind in my hair, knowing I could seriously injury myself, but I was so happy and felt so free. It was complete trust in my night  adjusted eyes and in my ability to control the squeaking brakes. It’s small little moments like this traveling that I will always remember. I can already see myself looking back saying something like, “I remember when I was 21. I was in Thailand, riding a bike down a mountain, at night, wind in my hair. Never thought about getting hurt, because when you’re young you think you’re invinsible.” That’s how I feel a lot of the time, but I have to remember to listen to my mom’s voice in my head, “Sam, don’t be an idiot.” If I listen to that half the time I think I’ll turn out alright. I have to much back home not to come back to anyways!

That’s a wrap on my weekend! Above is a random picture of a monk I saw at the mall. I thought it was interested and thought I’d share.

After this week of Muay Thai training I’ll be headed to Myanmar for a quick border run to get a new stamp since I’ve already been in Thailand close to a month by this point! Time sure flys! I miss home, but I’ll be back soon enough!

Loi Krathong, Wat Phrathat Doi Suthep, and Painting Party!