This is the story of what happens when the author's plans to ordain as a Buddhist monk in Thailand are derailed after he has arrived in the country. Next Life in the Afternoon is spiritual, funny, at times irreverent, and full of personal lessons learned along the way.
This is the story of what happens when the author's plans to ordain as a Buddhist monk in Thailand are derailed after he has arrived in the country. Next Life in the Afternoon is spiritual, funny, at times irreverent, and full of personal lessons learned along the way.
I’m squatting naked on a concrete floor in the predawn coolness of Udon Thani, pouring water from a washbasin onto my head to rinse off the bar soap I used as shampoo. My hair is long and stringy. I had counted on it being shaved off by now, so I had let it grow out a bit leading up to the trip. It’s about fifty-five degrees, and I am trying to be as quiet as possible so as not to wake the monks and my traveling companions. The splish-splosh of water is punctuated by my sharp, pronounced inhaling, a result of being doused with such breathtakingly cool water. My toes tingle against the cold floor, and I am momentarily brought back to Boston, where my trip began. It seems to be a different planet, almost, although the air and water hold a familiar chill.
A week into the trip, I still haven’t acclimated to everything, and I am stuck somewhere between amazement and culture shock. My mind tries to escape like the cool sudsy water that pools at my feet. The sun is nearly on the horizon, and the temple is coming alive with slow-moving footsteps along the rainy paths outside. I should get going. The morning alms rounds have begun, and I hear familiar voices muffled outside the door. I can’t make out many words, but hear one that is familiar: Farang. A half-derogatory Thai word for “foreigner” and the name I have in this country that keeps me at arm’s length.
-From Next Life in the Afternoon: A Journey Through Thailand
Excerpt
I’m squatting naked on a concrete floor in the predawn coolness of Udon Thani, pouring water from a washbasin onto my head to rinse off the bar soap I used as shampoo. My hair is long and stringy. I had counted on it being shaved off by now, so I had let it grow out a bit leading up to the trip. It’s about fifty-five degrees, and I am trying to be as quiet as possible so as not to wake the monks and my traveling companions. The splish-splosh of water is punctuated by my sharp, pronounced inhaling, a result of being doused with such breathtakingly cool water. My toes tingle against the cold floor, and I am momentarily brought back to Boston, where my trip began. It seems to be a different planet, almost, although the air and water hold a familiar chill.
A week into the trip, I still haven’t acclimated to everything, and I am stuck somewhere between amazement and culture shock. My mind tries to escape like the cool sudsy water that pools at my feet. The sun is nearly on the horizon, and the temple is coming alive with slow-moving footsteps along the rainy paths outside. I should get going. The morning alms rounds have begun, and I hear familiar voices muffled outside the door. I can’t make out many words, but hear one that is familiar: Farang. A half-derogatory Thai word for “foreigner” and the name I have in this country that keeps me at arm’s length.
-From Next Life in the Afternoon: A Journey Through Thailand
Professional Reviews
Two-fold Journey
This is a very good book for people who like spiritual as well as travel adventures. Here's a man who decided to try and become a Buddhist monk and shares what he learned about a country, a culture and a religion; but his greatest discoveries are what he learned about himself. With many books you drop them quickly because you just don't care about the characters, but the author reveals a profound, if quirky, sense of humanity. His observations of subtle cultural differences and his sense of the absurd separate him from spiritualists who know all the answers and travel writers who try to impress. This is someone we can all identify with: a determined, but sometimes fragile,human being in a strange land on a quest for truth and understanding. And just when he lulls you into the story line, he brings fresh insights that make you think and feel. Do not read this book all at one sitting. Let it come to you like the revelations came to the author.
It took me there
This book was amazing in its descriptions of the landscape and sights. I felt as if I had been transported halfway around the world and was looking out on the scenery as I read. Having met the author I could picture him in many of the settings. I could picture him being cramped in the back seat of a small car, which made that part of the book that much more enjoyable. A must read for anyone who has an interest in that part of the world!
Loved It!!
This book tells a wonderful tale of travel and adventure. As a confirmed arm-chair traveller, I was entranced by Weaver's description of Thailand it's culture. I was especially impressed with his own spiritual journey.. I am definitely looking forward to more from this author.
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