) on the other side of the river.We talked about going to Ban AYO on the way back as I wanted to see if we could find out the real story on Chom-nom's arrest. It is our understanding that he is in jail for two years for the controlled substance of Yaba, a methamphetamine drug.
The sentences, for first offence, seem to be about one or two months for one pill. It goes up about an month a pill until you get to the one year term. Then, I'm told, it gets into years.
There are no recovery programs in Thailand so it's not "Jails, Institutions and Death". It is "Jails or Death". Jail is not a very good place to be either as it is not "three hots and a cot". It is sleep on the floor and eat just rice or be someone's bitch for better food.
That is one of the reasons there are so many "opium orphans", as I call them. They are kids of parents that commented suicide.
Daeng talked to me about a "farang" visiting a drug house in a remote village. The police may think I'm involved in drugs, also. Then they stop and search me but don't find anything and want to save face so they plant some. I go to jail and spend all the money we have getting me back out even though I'm Innocent.
I agreed with her as it is also a big part of the recovery programs: "Stay away from slippery people and slippery places." Like my Grand-Mother Johnson always said: "You can be guilty by association, too."
I just feel sorry for the kids and everyone else that was involve in this project as his arrest stopped the completion of the children's shelter, at least for now.
We were pretty beat when we came into Mae Sai but did stop to see friends, Peter and Nok, that were at the District Land Office filing a lease. We had a little talk and headed back to our guest house.
Tomorrow is another day, maybe it will be typical.
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