My short trip to Songkhla -

My first question I asked myself in Songkhla : Did I cross the border into Thailand or what? Is Songkhla somewhere near Chow Kit? Are you getting my drift? Goodness... the people of Songkhla speak like TEN languages to suit their customers. What language school do they go to?
They start with the word Abang.. then slowly move to "massage" then the English comes in, slooollyyyy moving into Cantonese and Malay. One spoke Tamil. I almost jumped out of my skin. A restaurant worker, I couldn't help liking the tune, actually hummed a famous Hindi tune while serving his customers speaking Thai and casually glee at me showing off his half-brushed teeth and still making sure he finish whistling the chorus as well. All this am pretty sure is coming from the pirated DVDs of "Indian-movie Shah Rukh Kahn" exports. One spoke the absolute Malay with lingo. Goodness...Was I really in Thailand or do these people grow up reading "An Idiot's Guide to All Languages."

The food was truly out of the world. The gals... OMG...there is no way any slimming company can make money out of these gals and neither can they sell tummy twisters. I never saw a fat chic' and neither did I see an ugly one. Wonder how they do that? Maybe they got to the DNA theorem faster than you can say Hupchai.

I did NOT buy anything from Songkhla for as I boarded my bus back, I was still pondering on my first question.

Am now back home safe and have decided NEVER to trod into Songkhla. Why? Coz..if I ever needed to buy anything there is always the Petaling Street, Gurney Drive or even Chow Kit to go to.

However, there was one thing that caught my attention. The Thais are now on a nation wide survey debating if they should have an ALL ENGLISH TV STATION. And the survey, thus far is an overwhelming - "YES".

Here, we are still barking up the tree debating what language our children be taught in schools...hahahaha.