sabato 27 giugno 2009

29/03 Playing Joseph Conrad: ORIENTAL HOTEL.


Is there one place in Bangkok I cannot miss to visit every time I come to this amazing capital of Thailand, the cypher of anything civilized: the Oriental Hotel.
I could abstain from eating for weeks to have the pleasure of coming everyday here to have my coffe and cake... It is also my favorite place for writing: and that's why by now I feel like home here. Coming
recurrently for my afternoon snack and for writing I became a regular, as waitresses started to know me by name and address me as “the writer”, I play ball as I love to act Joseph Conrad in an elegant environment.... My personal attendant is Ina, every time she comes to take my order or to assure that everything is good she kneels at my side... even if she already knows my favorite cake and cup of tea, she knows also (and even better than me) that I like to choose, so she bring me the whole cakes tray to show me the daily delicatesse...
I know, I know... somebody there would now disagree and say that all this luxury doesn't match the adventurous spirit of my travels... well nothing wronger: time to time even indiana jones needs to restore isn't it? And what is better than having an aperitif on that beautiful terrace on the bangokok river?
What is better than the warm and wealthy atmosphere of the palatial lounge with elephant statues and livery attendants? After all the “artist lodge” isn't my natural place?
I need it time to time... especially as tomorrow I will get a 36 hours train north to changmai...



3 commenti:

franco carlo ha detto...

Ma sì perchè nò,la passione per il mare,la barba e i baffi,una buona padronanza della lingua inglese e uno spirito avventuroso,in fondo vi accomunavano!La tua foto all'oriental hotel ti mostra con la baldanza del "the writer"con
in più un tocco di modernità che al povero Joseph purtroppo mancava:un paio di occhialoni scuri molto trendy che ahimè
in quel secolo non esistevano.Comunque anche senza occhiali,come scrittore.. se la cavava discretamente,anche se era un pò più triste e pessimista di te(tu non scriveresti mai "un cuore di tenebra")Ma erano altri tempi!!In quanto al lusso
mi sembra giusto che un Indiana Jones,dopo aver lavato i vetri su i lussosi yachts e dormito nel backpacker in Ostelli
di periferia,assapori qualche, ohimè rara volta,la calda atmosfera "of the palatial lounge with elephant statues and
livery attendants?"E poi che non si farebbe perl'arte e per essere ispirati!però confessa,dopo l'aperitivo che hai
dovuto fare?Ritirarti in buon ordine e sospirando,oppure con un pizzico di acrimonia,ripetere i famosi versi:
"quia tangere ut non potuit,discendens ait,nondum maturam est nolo acerbam sumere"magari in cuor tuo pensando che l'acerbo, in questo caso,eri proprio tu!Ah!Ah!

Maximilian ha detto...

I agree that there is nothing wrong about giving from time to time a material expression of the spiritual aristocracy (smirk).

Anonimo ha detto...

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