Photo with essay posted in June 2018

The Age-old Sewing Machine The Woman Was Using Was Made By Janome Sewing Machine Co

This May Be The Center Of Mae Klong, But The Houses Lining Both Sides Of The Road Gave It The Appearance Of A Residential Area

Both The Maechi, A Buddhist Laywomen, And The Boy Had A Shaved Head

In Contrast To The Railway Market On The Tracks, The Center Of Mae Klong Has A Quiet Atmosphere

The Dog Was Staring Into The Void With A Very Sad Look On His Face

The Woman Was Slicing Fish On A Chopping Board Placed In A Bucket

Trains Do Not Come To The Mae Klong Railway Market Very Often, As There Are Only Four Round Trips A Day

The Woman Who Slept Soundly Must Have Missed The Opportunity To Sell Her Fish When A Customer Came In

Walking Aimlessly Through The Railroad Market, I Found A Woman Who Was Just As Lazy As I Was

I Looked Down At My Feet At The Railroad Track Market In Mae Klong And Saw The Rails Running Solidly

The Long, Narrow Track That Stretches Right In The Middle Of The Market Is Still A Working Track, And Trains Still Run Through It Several Times A Day, Although The Number Of Trains Is Low

The Railroad Tracks Near Mae Klong Station Are Still Used By Trains As I Recall, And Also Serve As A Market Where Fresh Food And Other Items Are Sold

The Tracks Are Covered, And Without Ballast Underfoot, It's No Different Than A Regular Market

In Mae Klong, There Is A Pedicab Called Samlor That You Cannot Find In The Center Of Bangkok

Some People Were Running Food Stalls On The Street, Some Were Selling Junk That They Didn't Know If They Could Use, And Some Were Selling Thai Buddha Amulet

Whether It's Your Mother Or A Loving Girlfriend, It's Not Much Fun To Be Accompanied By A Woman Shopping

There Is Also A Boat Landing On The Grounds Of Wat Arun, From Where You Can Take A Ferry To The Royal Palace In A Matter Of Minutes

Wat Arun Is A Tourist Attraction, But It Still Functions As A Buddhist Temple, And Monks Can Still Be Seen Here And There

I Don't Know If It Is Believed That One Can Accumulate Merit By Engaging In Temple Repairs In A Theravada Buddhist Country

Garuda Symbols Called Chofa Are Attached To The Roof Of The Temple Built At Wat Arun

In Front Of The Man In The Leadership Position Was A Traditional Thai Musical Instrument Called A Ranat

A High School Girl Waiting For The Bus Put Her Hand Over Her Mouth And Laughed

While Admiring The School Uniform With The Big Ribbon On The Chest, The Girl Noticed That I Was Looking At Her, Too

In Bangkok, Just Like In Tokyo, There Are Convenience Stores Operating Here And There, And Most Of Them Seem To Be 7-Eleven

The Side Of The Street Was Dotted With Town Factories

The Stall With The Smoke Billowing Out Of It Reminded Me Of A Baked Potato Stall

Many Of The Men Playing Thai Chess, Known As Makruk In One Corner Of The Park, Had Grim Expressions On Their Faces

A Group Of Men Were Playing A Game Of Thai Chess Called Makruk In A Park On A Weekday

Thai Chess Boards Were Placed On The Table Where The Men Were Seated

Makruk, Like Chess And Japanese Chess, Is A Board Game That Originated In Chaturanga In Ancient India

When I Travel, I Often See People Playing Chess, Shogi, Or Cards Outdoors, But It Is Always Men

Even Standing On The Bridge Over The Canal, The Only Boats That Pass By Every Once In A While Are The Ones Carrying Tourists

It's My Personal Opinion That What I Consider Junk Scattered About Is Probably A Treasure Trove For This Guy

In The Quietness Of The Alley, The Woman Stood By A Blue-walled Window

The Gesture Of Clasping Your Hands In Front Of Your Chest Is Called A Wai, A Sign Of Respect

The Deserted Landing Area Was Occupied By Pigeons

The Buildings Along The Canal Are Not All Stores, But A Mixture Of Ordinary Residences

All The Bridges Over The Canal In The Village Were Too Narrow For Cars To Cross

Maybe There's A Division Of Life Between Men's Barbershops And Women's Beauty Salons

Stores Lined Up Along The Canal For Tourists, Which Makes Me Feel Like They Are Deliberate

There Was Also A Picture Of The Former King On The Wall Of The Barber Shop

The Small Village Of Bang Luang Was A Tourist Attraction That Sold A Retro Atmosphere

The Man Sat Down In A Daze, His Nostrils Firmly Stuffed With A Little Flower