The Songkran celebration ushers in the Thai New Year as well as the coming of the rains to endy the hot season. The 2000 festival has been focused on Wan Parg-bpee April 14, when homage was to be paid to ancestors, elders and other persons deserving respect, because of age or position. Traditionally younger people poured scented water into the palm of an elder, so that any past bad deeds or thoughts will flow away or they sprinkled water onto the person, while uttering wishes of happiness and good luck.
In the old days young people gained honor bathing old people.
Some still bring towels, so that the elders might dry their hands.
When I had first celebrated Songkran on Koh Tao in 1991, I had never heard of the water holiday and had been bushwhacked by the staff of the bungalows. Buckets of water had soaked me. Wet smiles and squealing laughter had followed, as I had chased the girls for revenge. They had been remarkably fast in their flip-flops. Afterwards we had drunk Mekong whiskey and had had a good laugh,
It had been all quite charming, but the tradition has undergone some changes in recent years.
Nowadays street vendors hawk squirt guns of every capacity to hooligans to spray the unwary with a noxious mixture of itching powder and gutter water. Industrial drinking fuels the unholy holiday madness. Playful water fights escalate from harmless sanuk or fun into vicious shootings redressing old grudges. Pick-up trucks jerry-rigged with plastic reservoirs recklessly race through unwary pedestrians and ya bah-demented motorcyclists imitate crackheads fleeing a 7-11 robbery. In other words Songkran can be dangerous.
Millions of Thais migrate to the country by train, bus, and car, creating chaos beyond imagination on the roadways. Travel time was doubled by the congestion and road accidents claimed hundreds of lives around the country. The seriously injured numbered in the tens of thousands. Thankfully the number has dropped in recent years, as a result of an annual media blitz aimed at reducing road fatalities.
Government officials pointed the finger at traffic accidents as one of Thailand’s top three serious health problems with almost 30% of in-patient hospital beds occupied by the survivors of vehicular crashes.
Songkran can be fatal and many longtime foreign residents opted for three methods to avoid the mayhem.
The first was flight to another country i.e. Malaysia or Cambodia if the dates coincided with their visa renewals, however all Thai embassies were closed for the holidays. Back in 2008 my friend Nick and I had overlanded to Phnom Penh, where we drank ourselves into a stupor. Neither of us remembered much of anything, but we hadn’t end up in jail and the staff of the hotel had been sad to see us leave.
The second options was to retreat within the confines of your apartment, condo, or house. Trips during the morning hours were not so wet, as the revelers were sleeping off their drunks and only children lined the roads. After sunset you could travel again, though avoiding any nightlife zones where the water frenzy continues beyond any constraints of sanity was considered wise, however Thais considered any Puritan disapproval of Songkran as a sacrilege against sanuk, so if you can’t beat them, then join them.
Several years back my cousin, Griffin Bede hired a truck. I invited my friend Mem. The driver loaded the flatbed with three titanic barrels of iced water and we armed our extended families with multi-liter water nozzles. Overloaded by ten people the pick-up’s tires scrapped the steel chassis, as we cruised Pattaya’s main roads with the audacity of Somali tech fighters whacked out on qat.
At Beach Road and Soi 8 the girls from two beer bars deliriously chucked buckets at the passing cars. Griffin deluged them into submission with a high-powered hose. On the corner of Walking Street we unleashed a hurricane on two ranking police officers. Everyone loved that. Beers for everyone.
Songkran can be a lot of fun if you observe some simple rules.
Enter the water festival and drink as much as you can.
Don’t bring your telephone with you or any device that might electrocute you.
Just because a girl is laughing doesn’t mean she is enjoying your dumping ice water down her back. Respect the word ‘no’ or mai ao.
Wear clothing that dry fast i.e. football shirts and swimming trunks.
Sunglasses are good for keeping water out of your eyes, because not all of the water smacking your mug is out of the tap.
Leave your wallet at home. Only carry money. It will get you drunk and out of trouble if you get in an accident. If the embassy has to identify you, they can use dental records.
Do not fall in love with anyone you soak. A wet tee-shirt is just a wet tee-shirt. Act accordingly.
Keep a jai yen or cool head. Tempers to flare.
During Griffin’s and my tour around Pattaya. We soaked everyone, targeting mostly German tourists. This win streak instilled a predatory glee in our Thai friends and Griffin’s tattooed wife jumped off the truck to soak several foreigners hiding behind a tree. It was supposed to be fun, but a humorless weightlifter wrenched away Dtum’s water gun.
“Sopheni.”
Knocking down the teenager might have been an innocent mistake, but hearing the word ‘whore’ snapped a fuse and I leaped off the truck with a long PVC tube. The steroid junkie lifted his fists. He was bigger and stronger. I lashed his wrists with the plastic pipe.
His watch exploded into a shower of tiny gears. A headshot propelled him over a rack of t-shirts. I kicked the inside of his knee. He genuflected in anguish. Dtum and I jumped onto the truck. She flipped him the finger and the pick-up truck lurched down Beach Road.
“Man, you hit him like napalm.” Griffin handed me a Singha beer. “Thanks for saving Dtum.”
“It was nothing. Nothing at all.” Mam’s face clouded with embarrassment. My outburst had cost her nah or face. My hands trembled with a fifteen year-old’s adrenaline. “I was lucky.”
This festival is about fun and that’s how I do it now.
Fun fun fun. Sanuk sanuk sanuk.
It’s all about having a good time and there’s too little of that is this world to act like Scrooge.