Linus Rylander writer, entrepreneur, maverick en-us Tue, 10 Dec 2019 13:59:07 +0000 Sett RSS Generator Rational Decision-Making Is Fundamentally Irrational Because rationality only considers information received in the past... and information you can process on a rational level. It does not see the whole picture. Your "gut feel," on the other hand, takes into account all the information that is actually available to you.]]>

Because rationality only considers information received in the past... and information you can process on a rational level.

It does not see the whole picture.

Your "gut feel," on the other hand, takes into account all the information that is actually available to you.

Your gut feel is a feedback mechanism that gives you information based on input received... even if you can't rationally understand that input.

Stick your toes in the sand and sit down on the beach for an hour. Watch the waves roll in. All the way from the horizon until they splash up on your toes and gently recede back into the ocean. Sometimes a big one comes along and you have to scoot up a bit in order to not be drenched.

But after a while, you get a pretty good feel for what the waves look and feel like, and you have a pretty good idea what the next one's gonna look and feel like too.

I see the events in my life as waves in the ocean.

My "gut feel" is what tells me what the next wave is going to look like.

Recently, it was telling me for weeks to go ahead and do something I rationally really didn't want to do -- for reasons of pride, mostly. The actual thing is completely irrelevant here.

(Pride... that's a tricky one, because it's not immediately apparent that it stems from fear. Which it does. What's the #1 rule of Magnetism? Don't make decisions based on fear.)

Eventually, I ended up in a position where I was FORCED to go ahead and do what my gut had been telling me all along. Me vs Universe: 0 - 1.

As that happened... and I knew I needed to do it... I actually managed to rationalize why it was actually a good idea.

In order to do it I had to come up with a RATIONAL explanation so I could trick my brain into thinking it was actually a good idea...

... even though, on a deeper level, I knew it was the right thing to do all along.

So this realization was kind of screaming at me last night...

... when -- 2 days after I started doing this thing -- a huge new opportunity opened up for me that can lead to some seriously big things.

Recognize and ACT when your gut tells you to do something. Even if it doesn't make one bit of sense. Because you know that in the grand scheme of things, it makes total sense and you just can't see the full picture.

You can't see the waves on the other side of the horizon. But they're there. And they're coming, certain as sunrise.


photo credit: paul bica

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Fri, 11 Apr 2014 12:16:13 +0000
We Are All Orphans Disney's #1 go-to story formula is the "orphan story."

Sorry to ruin your childhood, but every Disney character you know and love is an orphan.

That's why you love them. You wanna make someone forge a strong bond with a character? Kill a parent (or two).

It works because it's a deeply human thing. Every person can relate to being an orphan.

Because we're all orphans. If not literally, then metaphorically. (Or maybe having actual parents is the real metaphor in all this...)

As humans we are desperate to abdicate responsibility for our lives. We're practically begging for someone else to take charge, handle things, make us feel safe.

As Seth Godin says in Tribes: We Need You To Lead Us.

The need for leadership is really our way of trying to abdicate responsibility. We do not feel confident in our own ability to make decisions, automatically assuming that others know better.

And when no leadership is there, we stuff our skulls full of endless stimulation. TV, gossip, Facebook, reddit, interwebs and smartphone addictions and all the rest.

But a funny thing happens when you realize all this.

When you look yourself in the mirror and you face the fact that... at the end of the day... you are all alone in this world...

And all the hard truths your brain is desperate to run away from.

Being all alone in the world is one of the most deeply-rooted fears of all...

... and we spend our lives running away from it.

Instead of INTO it.

But you are. Alone.

And when you accept that... it opens of up for true self-sovereignty.

We crave leadership, but no one considers the possibility of self-leadership.

There is no external authority.

You start developing an infallible self-trust and real intuition. You start relying more on your gut feeling, and it never fails.

You develop real character and strength as a human being... and ironically enough, others start to look to you for leadership.

This is not a superpower, you don't need to be special to be a real leader.

You just need to look yourself in the mirror and realize a simple fact:

We are all orphans.

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Mon, 31 Mar 2014 11:41:36 +0000
Everyone alive is just an ordinary person It's true, yet we have this idea that some people are inherently more special than others.

There was a story about a normal guy who hired some bodyguards and a camera crew to follow him around Times Square. And soon, crowds were forming and people were begging for an autograph.

He wasn't famous, he was just an ordinary guy.

But famous people are just ordinary people too. Why do rich people mostly hang out with other rich people? Why do celebrities mostly hang out with other celebrities?

Because they're the only people that will treat them like normal people!

So get this: Status Does Not Exist.

Genetically speaking you could say that it does exist. If, 40,000 years ago we did something dumb to piss off the tribe leader, we risked getting booted out of the tribe and left to die. Hence our instinctive drive to adhere to the status quo.

But if you go beyond genetics and instinct, you'll find it's an illusion.

Status does not exist.

There's no such thing as outside authority.

There is no permission-giving agency that's going to give you the green light to go after your dreams.

You are the only authority. YOU are the permission-giving agency. The ultimate authority, Master of All That Is.

You were born on the throne, destined to rule the universe.

It's just that no one told you about it. Instead, they told you to do whatever necessary to please others. To seek validation from external entities. And they absolutely convinced you that Outside Authority is real.

Well, I am telling you now.

Rule wisely.

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Thu, 20 Mar 2014 13:08:14 +0000
Write fast You should be writing fast. Faster.

All good writing is done fast. If you don’t know what to write, keep writing anyway. If words won’t come out, just put in ”blah blah blah” until something comes out. When you realize how fucking stupid it is to write blah blah over and over, you’ll come up with something. Don’t filter yourself, just write. Dump your brain on paper. Clean it up later.

Here is a really good way to write fast. Once you have an initial topic, a spark, an idea you’d like to express… don’t write it out completely; not yet.

Instead what you do is, you start collecting notes. Create mindmaps, write down thoughts on index cards, business cards, scraps of paper, napkins, whatever.

The more you activate and stimulate your brain about this particular topic, the more ideas will come. You’ll read an article on a blog or in a magazine and you’ll make a new connection, and there’s another idea.

After a few days of this, your head will be practically bursting at the seams trying to get this idea out.

Pressure and release. You know how that works?

Now, it’s not hard to write fast. You’ll hardly be able to keep up with your thoughts. You’ll be able to write until you feel like your arms and fingers are about to fall off and you’ll be forced to take a break… only to go back to writing 10 minutes later because you’re not done yet.

All of my best stuff have been written in this way.

I just got this tip today, the note-collecting thing. I have never done this consciously. But I realized that all my best writing have been done by a gradual accumulation of ideas that build up pressure over time, sometimes months or even years. Until the dam breaks, and it all comes pouring out.

The cool thing about writing in this state is that the end result usually needs very little editing, because when you write fast you enter into a flow state. Flow state is a state of near-perfect decision making.

I can’t remember where I heard this, but there is a guy who records a lot of videos who does something very clever. Every time he gets an idea, he writes it down on an index card. And when he has a few ideas which are related to each other, he will wrap a rubber band around them, and throw them in a bucket. Once his bucket is full, he’ll start recording. He doesn’t need scripts and he doesn’t need to prepare for the videos. All he needs to do is pick up a stack of cards, look through the cards and start shooting.

You could apply this equally to writing or whatever else creative you do.

And, don’t worry if you feel like you don’t have a lot of ideas. Action precedes creativity.

That means once you start writing down ideas, you’ll send a message to your brain to start coming up with more ideas. Get in the habit of writing down 10 ideas every morning. It’s not that hard. After a while your ideas will start to get good. If you don’t know what to write ideas about, start with ”10 ideas for things I could write ideas about.” Problem solved.

I learnt early in my copywriting training that there is no such thing as writers block, only insufficient research. This is really another way to think about that.

When you have enough stuff to work from, write it out, and write it fast.

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Wed, 19 Mar 2014 13:14:08 +0000
Easy way to get more writing done There's no such thing as talker's block.

Yet we bang our heads against the wall all the time trying to figure out what to say in our writing.

The problem is one of filtering. You have a subconscious belief that what is on your mind is not good enough to put on paper.

So here's an easy brain tweak to get you more productive as a writer:

Realize you don't have to publish it.

No one else ever needs to see it.

Step one is to get whatever is on your mind out of your head.

If you're already thinking about what other people are going to think of it, you're way ahead of yourself. Get that idea out of your head and just start writing.

You don't have to publish it.

I started writing something completely different for this post. I was writing it, all along thinking it was shit. Then I realized, hey, I'm totally happy I got this out of my head. And I don't have to publish it. So I erased it all and wrote this instead.

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Tue, 18 Mar 2014 14:18:30 +0000
She was 10 years older, but the chicken was incredible I was on a date with a 29-year-old girl. I turn 20 in April. I approached her at the skytrain station. She was with some friends, taking pictures in front of this exhibit type of thing. Didn't know her age, I just thought she was cute. If you like referring to any sort o]]>

I was on a date with a 29-year-old girl.

I turn 20 in April.

I approached her at the skytrain station. She was with some friends, taking pictures in front of this exhibit type of thing. Didn't know her age, I just thought she was cute. If you like referring to any sort of scale for measuring female hotness, she was definitely at the upper end of it.

So I walked up and said something along the lines of "Hi. I just saw you as I was walking by here. You're really cute, what's your name?"

She didn't do much in terms of reacting, but she fell all over herself on the inside.

Got her contact details. It was a 30-second interaction. I had to go somewhere, I think I was meeting the others at a restaurant somewhere.

I immediately send her a text saying... uh, something. I don't remember.

She doesn't respond. She reads it a few hours later, the texting app tells me so. But doesn't reply.

Until about 24 hours later. And she texts me four or five texts in a row. Telling me she's been talking to all her friends about me and they're all really excited.

We agree to meet up the next Monday at 5 PM at a mall. I left my area around 4:40 and think I'm okay. Nope. Apparently it takes a full hour to go 7 KM in a taxi in a Bangkok traffic jam. I'm late, but she's still there and not too upset.

Not too upset, because she brought all her friends.


Okay. It wasn't too bad, her friends were pretty fun. But it made making a deeper connection kind of fucking really hard. They guess my age. People guessing my age usually guess in the range of 23 to 26. One of them guessed 20 and I said yes, which was basically true.

She told me she was 29 and I said OK.

I can usually tell when girls like me, because they're not very subtle about it even if they think they are, and... I'm pretty sure she still liked me. And I'm pretty sure the night would have turned out differently if her friends weren't there.

So here's the deal. A lot of things people say to you (especially girls) they're saying to see how you'll react. She thought I'd freak out over the age difference, when I genuinely didn't give a shit.

Now I'll admit there's a strong chance that nothing happened here because she logically convinced herself it was inappropriate. But I'm about 75% sure she was attracted on an emotional level.

Hah. Who knows, it doesn't matter, because my point is still valid. That point being: nothing matters.

I don't try, ever. I am not a results-oriented guy. I just am. I'm there and I say and do whatever strikes me as the thing to say or do in the moment.

This particular night didn't end anywhere special, and nothing particularly exciting really happened. I just thought this story was interesting, because you never know what will happen.

Oh, and one more thing.

We ate at BonChon Chicken. Holy shit. I know ya'll are proud of your fried chicken down in Kentucky, but you don't hold a candle to the Koreans.

KFC stands for Korean Fried Chicken.


Picture of a guy selling MEDICINAL FRIED CHICKEN. Only in Bangkok. (No, that's not BonChon. Although this guy also sells some of the best fried chicken ever. You'll find three different fried chicken stalls near Royal City Avenue. They're AMAZING. RCA is the main nightclub street.)

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Sun, 16 Mar 2014 13:50:51 +0000
Escaping From The Hamster Wheel Of Death & Misery Chao Phraya River, Bangkok Don't be afraid of working until you bleed directly out of your eyeballs. The first impulse when starting a new project or business is the path of least resistance. What's the great, easily implemented idea that will provide a passive $10,000 ]]>
Chao Phraya River, Bangkok

Don't be afraid of working until you bleed directly out of your eyeballs. The first impulse when starting a new project or business is the path of least resistance. What's the great, easily implemented idea that will provide a passive $10,000 a month income stream with no work on my part? Eh. No. That doesn't work. Don't even factor in how much effort is needed. The right question is "What person am I in the best position to HELP solve a big problem which that person is willing to PAY money to solve, AND where my solution is of extreme transformational value to that person?"

If you haven't put in at least 1000 hours mastering your main topic, you have nothing.There's no such thing as a "money making system." Your income is directly proportional to the value you bring to people's lives. You have no value if you're not good at something. If you're not good at anything, GET GOOD AT SOMETHING. Put in your 10,000 hours, and start today.

You need to get good at sales and marketing. Period. Study it in parallel with your main topic. Start with Claude Hopkins and David Ogilvy's books to get the fundamentals of good advertising. Gary Halbert's The Boron Letters are also now available on Amazon, which is incredible. Start there. There's more you need to learn and do, but if you don't understand what makes people buy things, you have nothing.

Nothing works if you don't. If your head is filled with bullshit, you'll keep getting in your own way no matter how intelligent you (think you) are. My book is a good start.

Movement beats meditation. Set aside a few hours every day and commit to fully focusing your efforts, concentrating your energy on moving forward. The path you are on, to freedom, is a long one, and it has a life of its own. It's a shark, and if you stop moving, it dies. Consistent daily action, relentless forward motion. That's how you win.

Focus on gratitude. There are only two possible modes of operation for moving through the world as a human being. Fear, or gratitude. Don't make decisions based on fear. Make decisions based on what you are grateful for. Do things that make you feel lighter, and stop doing things that make you feel heavy. Keep a gratitude journal.

Self-made millionaires are exceedingly rare. Because you can't go at it alone. Connect with others who are on the same path. Seek out mentors who've walked this path before you.

Be willing to sell what people really want to buy, not what you think they should want. But make sure you can deliver on your promises, or your career will be short-lived.

Take a day off once a week. This isn't to make it easier for you, this is a critical step. Your creativity and ability to produce will fall off a cliff if you never disconnect.

Plan to dominate. No half-assing allowed. Whole asses only. Provide the best possible experience. Treat every prospect as a 5-Star Client. Build your business from the ground up to be an environment that cultivates raving fans.

Have fun. If you're not having fun, what's the point?

Remember you must die. Tick. Tock.

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Tue, 11 Mar 2014 14:53:42 +0000
You don't have to do anything to make people like you I was with two different girls in two nights in Bangkok. One of them, I met the same day. We spent the day together, and ended it in my room. The other, I had met earlier in the week. On my last night in town, she said she really wanted to see me, and met me on my street ]]> I was with two different girls in two nights in Bangkok.

One of them, I met the same day. We spent the day together, and ended it in my room. The other, I had met earlier in the week. On my last night in town, she said she really wanted to see me, and met me on my street around 3am. Quite inconvenient, considering my plane left early the next morning.

Here's the thing. Never once did I do anything to "win over" these girls. Or try to impress them, or even try to entertain them.

What the majority of men do is try to impress. At the low end of the spectrum, you have the guys who show up on the first date with flowers and chocolates.

But then there are guys who have learnt that this is not attractive. Guys who girls actually LIKE when they go out together. Guys who have learnt to say the right things.

But still, in the back of their heads, they have a desire to impress. They just express it in a less dumbassy way. They turn into entertainers, or smooth gentlemen, or whatever personality facade they think girls will like.

The time I spent with these girls, I literally did nothing. There were long periods of silence most would have considered awkward. I didn't, so it wasn't.

I took each moment as it came, and enjoyed the process.

Understand that I'm not really a trained "pick up artist" or anything like that. Yes, granted, during these two weeks I mostly hung out with three of the top dating instructors in the world... but personally, I hadn't approached a girl in basically forever. I was hanging out in my cave writing books, emails and sales letters until Sasha sent me that email asking me if I wanted to go to Bangkok the next week.

Despite that, I didn't need to "warm up" before talking to these girls. It's understandable if you do, but once you reach a certain level of emotional autonomy, you are automatically 100% comfortable in any situation... because you know. You know who and where you are. You don't take anything seriously, and you accept everything and anything that shows up in your life.

I'm not sure how to express this idea more clearly, but I'll try. Here you go.

When you reach a certain level of emotional autonomy, you have to do literally nothing except be in the immediate vicinity of another person to make them automatically like you.

You become magnetic. Effortlessly. There is no try. There's not even a do. Just be there.

Women know within three seconds whether or not they would sleep with a guy. Based on their energy and vibe alone. Then, you simply need to spend enough time together for it to naturally happen. During this time, women screen for incongruity. They want to see if you really are that guy that you made yourself appear to be in those first three seconds. So they'll say things just to see how you'll react. They're testing your emotional resilience.

The trouble comes when you don't have emotional autonomy and you're operating at the level of "trying to make her like you." Because then, you're NOT the person you looked like you might be in those first three seconds. You're doing things to impress her, to get a reaction from her.

When you have emotional autonomy, you're the center of the universe. You're completely aligned with who you are, and there's not ever a reason not to be yourself.

The irony is, of course, that your mama was right all along. Just be yourself.

But it's easier said than done, and you need to work hard to peel off all the layers of bullshit that are currently clogging up your personality. Learning how to approach solidified a few things for me, but most of my work becoming emotionally autonomous was accomplished by journaling. Nothing has had more impact on my life than hardcore journaling.

Here are some posts about journaling.

Also, if you liked this post, you're gonna freaking love my book. Just saying.

Picture is of a cool dragon thing, near the river, somewhere in Bangkok.

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Sun, 09 Mar 2014 13:20:20 +0000
Bangkok Protests & Media Hype Online news outlets make their living on pageviews. The more people click a headline, the more money they make in ad revenue. Same with paper & ink newspapers. Eyeballs equal money. I was actually slightly concerned before getting on the plane to Bangkok. About the "]]>

Online news outlets make their living on pageviews.

The more people click a headline, the more money they make in ad revenue.

Same with paper & ink newspapers. Eyeballs equal money.

I was actually slightly concerned before getting on the plane to Bangkok. About the "violent protests and riots."

Okay, yes. A few people died and things got a little heated.

But overall it was a PEACEFUL protest.

We were right in the middle of it. My second day in Thailand, we were watching the leader of the rebellion on stage holding a passionate speech. None of us could understand a word, but it was pretty cool. Thousands of people in the crowd, all blowing their lungs out through whistles. Eardrum murder.

It was a little surreal. This was an unprecedented event in Thailand, a truly historic moment. What was going on was a BIG deal.

Very cool time to be in Thailand, and I wish I understood Thai so I could get a better picture of what was going on.

But yes, anyway. The media was exaggerating the "dangerous" nature of this whole thing.

What really happened, from my point of view, is that the protesters blocked off a few of the main roads in the city... and people set up market stalls, selling t-shirts, wristbands and all sorts of food. Sasha bought some socks.

And the average thai I spoke to? Most didn't care about politics, and didn't pay any attention to the protests. They were mildly annoyed because the protesters blocking off the streets made Bangkok's already-horrible traffic congestion even worse.

(The traffic is seriously the worst part of Bangkok. I got in a Taxi at 5pm - bad timing - and a 7km ride took an hour)

Guess what?

Most scandals you read about in modern media are fake media scandals. Or, at least they start that way.

Do you honestly care if some pop starlet twerks on stage? Or whatever the latest thing is?

It's only "outrageous" because the media outlets says it is. They're telling you it's supposed to be outrageous, and the sad part is, the masses buy into it.

They do it for the pageviews and tv ratings, but the ignorant masses accept it as truth while the people who matter don't care.

Parents get upset because she's setting a bad example. Is she? The 12 year olds watching don't actually care. Not one fuck given. Only the parents care.

There's no such thing as a real scandal, there's nothing you haven't seen before.

Stop letting media tell you what to think about the things that happen. Evaluate for yourself.

Same with profanity. People still get upset when I use the word fuck or a variation thereof in my writings. Seriously? IT IS 2014!

People who get upset about trivialities do not take their own life seriously. Fact.

Same with the Bangkok protests. Dozens of countries were even issuing warnings not to go to Thailand. Having been there, I can tell you that these news outlets and even the governments had no clue what was actually going on, and just jumping on the bandwagon proclaiming Bangkok "dangerous."

Not once did I ever feel I was in danger or threatened. Thai people are remarkably gentle and soft-spoken. Bangkok is a surprisingly quiet city. It has some of the worst traffic in the world, and not once did I hear someone even honk. No one yelled, no one was angry.


Photo: me, Ryan, Sasha and Isabelle in front of the main protester stage. The leader of the rebellion was speaking right at this moment.

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Fri, 07 Mar 2014 14:34:07 +0000
Bangkok I didn't get my face stomped in by hordes of angry thai protesters. Win. So let me tell you a little about my time in one of the world's great capitals, Bangkok. A week prior to my trip, a client (Sasha) emails me. "Hey, wanna come to Thailand? My whole team is flyin]]>

I didn't get my face stomped in by hordes of angry thai protesters. Win.

So let me tell you a little about my time in one of the world's great capitals, Bangkok.

A week prior to my trip, a client (Sasha) emails me. "Hey, wanna come to Thailand? My whole team is flying in."


Woefully unprepared, and my first time getting on a plane by myself. To one of the world's craziest cities, no less. Whilst said city was in the middle of historic protests.

Parents freaking out.

I was surprisingly calm about the whole thing. But I'm always calm, so I have that going for me. It makes people think I'm three to six years older than I am. Truth. I make people guess my age all the time.

February fifth. I packed up a single backpack, headed to Landvetter airport, and got on the plane. Sat next to a philosophy professor from Gothenburg University who was relatively uninteresting.

Switched planes in Amsterdam. I thought the airplane food was surprisingly good. That's not saying much considering my prior expectations. Couldn't sleep a damn second for the whole 10+ hour flight to Bangkok.

I arrived in one piece. I thought, this is supposed to be the biggest airport in the world, it doesn't feel that big. Where are all the people? We were all just walking down an endless, empty corridor.

Then I turned left into immigration. Oh. There they are.

Stepping out of Suvarnabhumi Airport you walk into a wall of humidity. Welcome to Thailand.

The heat wasn't as bad as I expected. Honestly, not entirely different from Sweden in high summer (my city has high humidity). But it was far from being high summer in Thailand, so not exactly a fair comparison.

I got on the Airport Rail Link into the city, a high speed train connecting the city directly to the airport. Cost of train ride: 45 Baht. About $1.40. Sasha's girlfriend, who arrived the day before, had gotten a taxi and paid 400 baht to get to the exact same location.

My client's apartment, where I was staying, was a 5 minute walk from the station. I found my way to his building, and tried to get some sleep.


Before my trip, I thought I would sit down each night to write about my experiences. I thought I'd get a lot of writing done. I'm a writer, this is what I'm good at! Writing about my travel adventures is what I've always wanted. Perfect.

Ummmm nope. Not a chance.

Maybe next time. I hope so. I'm an inexperienced traveler. I'd like to be able to get up in the morning and write for a couple hours, regardless of where I am. This time, there was just no way in hell that would ever have been possible.

Frankly I could have left the laptop at home. That would have been nice, since it constituted about 50% of the weight of my backpack.


Ryan had found a restaurant online with high ratings. Korean BBQ place called Salang.

We had it marked on Google maps. (Which we soon found DOESN'T HELP AT ALL if in Bangkok.)

It's a slightly confusing city. We knew we were on the right street, but we didn't know exactly where we were in relation to the restaurant.

We showed the map to a local and asked them to point us in the right direction. They pointed up the street the way we were already going. Great.

Eventually, way up the street, we got to a place which was like a weird mix of mall and market. There were regular stores and restaurants, and places like Dunkin' Donuts and KFC, but they'd also put up market stands all over. We went up and down the elevators. No Korean BBQ place in sight.

We figured the place was impossibly further up the street, so we headed back the way we came.

We asked more people for the right direction, and everyone pointed... somewhere. Eventually we figured out that Thai people are WAY TOO POLITE. Even if they had no idea, they'd still point in a direction. Any direction, apparently. Because they didn't want to appear not to be helpful. Jesus Christ.

Change of strategies.

Now, instead of asking which direction for the restaurant, we just brought up the map... and said "OK. We know we are on this street but we don't know exactly where. So WHERE ARE WE NOW?"

This time, we were met with shrugs.

Yes. They DIDN'T KNOW THEIR OWN LOCATION. Amazing. Discussions ensued between the four of us:

"So. How does mail get delivered?"

"It's amazing how no one knows addresses here. Even the address listed for our apartment building just signifies the general area of the building, not an actual precise location."

"We should order pizza with home delivery. And when they get here just ask them 'So... where exactly are we?'"

Someone joked, "I guess people 'just know.'"

Later, we met a local who actually spoke perfect English, who we asked about this.

Apparently, we were correct. He said "people just know."

Further, "Mailmen have like a sixth sense about where to deliver the mail... they just know, even when buildings aren't marked with numbers. They just have a weird kind of intuition about it."

"It's like a cultural thing."

Sasha lost it. "Come ON! It's not a cultural thing!! Everyone has addresses, it's just something you do! That's like saying 'Nope, we don't murder babies! It's a cultural thing.' No it's not, it's just something you don't do! Addresses are not a cultural thing!!"

It took us an hour to find the damn Korean BBQ place. IT WAS LITERALLY RIGHT OUTSIDE OUR APARTMENT BUILDING. Walking time from building entrance to restaurant: 30 seconds. We laughed at our dumbasshood.

It was worth it though. Place called Salang off Phaya Thai road. All you can eat for two hours for 330 baht. About $10. Amazing food.

They brought all the plates overflowing with meat and we said "there's no way we're gonna finish all of this." We finished all of it in less than an hour and didn't have to eat for the rest of the day. Check it out if you're ever in Bangkok. Show up early, they close around three.


Photos: First one is the view from our apartment balcony on Phaya Thai road. I moved out of here after a few days.

Second is from Salang.

Note: I was planning on doing a single big post of all my Bangkok stories. And I realized it'd easily be 10k+ words. So I'll just post them one at a time as they come back to me. Stay tuned :)

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Mon, 03 Mar 2014 12:05:03 +0000