Some questions have no answers. Like, why would one build a market on railways? Even a journey to Maeklong Railway Market wouldn’t resolve this mystery.I have no clue how the Maeklong Railway Market in Thailand was formed.
At first, some distant sound of air horn was heard,
people went about acting in a scurry.
The vendors gave cautious looks shortly, soon then the wail of sirens began to ease.
They collapsed the tents in a swift manner.
Just for a bit you could see a well-packed bazaar.
The train emerged, growing bigger and bigger.
It rumbled through the market, sparing tiny gaps.
Within seconds, the iron beast crawled through.
“Pop”. One of the stall owners unfolded his tent.
The others followed, a series of ripples, or waves I should call, were set off around. The market came alive again in a while.
“Interesting? That’s livelihood. . .” asks JL as she is trying to fix her wind-blown hair when the train passed.
“Yes, livelihood.” I nod my head, “it is a brilliant idea to have the railway as a featured attraction.”
“I believe many Thai markets have to be preserved as features.”
“I actually did the counting, they need around 10 seconds to pack their goods on the railway and fold their tents as the train approaches, ” I say with a dry laugh.
“They need around the same amount of time to put their goods back and pull out the tent after the train passed.
It runs like that 4 times a day.”
“So fast?” asks JL, ” there must be some sort of triggers in it. Or it will be quite frustrating to do this 4 times a day.”
“Yes, there are triggers.
Most of the goods placed on the railway are put on wheeled sliding tables.
They just push the tables in as the train passes.
“I cannot imagine.” JL says, with her shoulders lifted in a shrug, “I think there must be some goods scattered on the rail.”
“Oh, yes. Those kinds of small stuff.
Such as vegetables, soft things. . .
They are just left in the place safely.
Placed on both sides of the railway, when the train comes it will just pass over without touching them.”
“To be honest, I think it is so unhygienic. . .” says JL, staring at the merchandise on the railway.
“Just avoid looking at it.” I smile,
“Do you think you will still like the food from any restaurant if you see how it was dealt with?”
“Well, out of sight, out of mind. I understand.”
“I saw some sort of over-roasted animals being sold there. I didn’t ask what it is, but I believe it is something like a mole.” I gag at the smell, “I would love to try, but I changed my mind once I saw the over-roasted head.”
“I remember you even ate fertilised duck eggs in Vietnam, I think that mole thing isn’t big deal.”
“Yeah, but when you think of a train just passing over them…” I shake my head and frown.
“In a case of diarrhea, not to forget the language barrier, I’ll be the most helpless guy on the planet.”
“I can imagine. . . But I think it should be convenient as this is a tourist attraction after all.”
“Yeah, tourist attraction.
Mostly Chinese tourists. I believe they come to visit the temple more than to tour here.”
“I heard that there is another market nearby?”
JL tilts her head to one side while listening.
“The Amphawa Floating Market.
Not far away, it is in one of the scenes in the film ‘Bangkok Dangerous’, and it is also in the TV drama ‘City Hunter’ episode one.”
“Ah. . . One of Nicholas Cage’s bad movies. I do not know that you also watch Korean drama.”
“Oh, the film is bad, it is a B-Movie after all.
By the way, Amphawa Floating Market feels decent, I haven’t seen another Thai floating market crowded like that.”
I manage a deadpan expression,
“As for the drama ‘City Hunter’, I finished the first episode, then I gave up, it is far from my understanding of city hunters . . . It is a digression anyway.”
Victor Tai | Freedom is a Right
- LocationKasem Sukhum Rd., Mae Klong,
Mueang Samut Songkhram District,
Samut Songkhram, Thailand
- CameraCanon AE-1 / FD 28mm f2.8 S.S.C / ILFORD 100
Ricoh GR1v / Kodak Ektar
- Other Language繁體中文