Laura and I went to the Surin Elephant Festival again. Not only did we get to see our friends from last year, I was greeted to the show with a "Niiiiicccoooo!!!!!" from an rice farmer on top of an elephant, as a group of about 20 onlookers stared in odd amusement. They insisted we get up bareback on the elephants and paraded us through backstage. It was the best thing ever.
The elephant trainers are rice farmers for the rest of the year. They walk around the festival and sell food to give to the elephants. This boy was awesome; his head scarf is Cambodian, they are decedents of the Cambodian Khmer empire.
They put seats on the elephants after the show and people pay for rides. The district is the poorest in the country... this guy was top notch. He played elephant soccer with his in a match. They only wear the wraps as costumes for the show.
You know you're in Thailand when five rice farmers want to be your boyfriend, take you on their elephant and cruise around for awhile...
Laura and I went to the Surin Elephant Festival again. Not only did we get to see our friends from last year, I was greeted to the show with a "Niiiiicccoooo!!!!!" from an rice farmer on top of an elephant, as a group of about 20 onlookers stared in odd amusement. They insisted we get up bareback on the elephants and paraded us through backstage. It was the best thing ever.
The elephant trainers are rice farmers for the rest of the year. They walk around the festival and sell food to give to the elephants. This boy was awesome; his head scarf is Cambodian, they are decedents of the Cambodian Khmer empire.
They put seats on the elephants after the show and people pay for rides. The district is the poorest in the country... this guy was top notch. He played elephant soccer with his in a match. They only wear the wraps as costumes for the show.
You know you're in Thailand when five rice farmers want to be your boyfriend, take you on their elephant and cruise around for awhile...
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