
Hmm.
Here's a challenge for you – make a factual programme about a family visiting
the Bangkok City Palace,
without being allowed to film in the Bangkok
City Palace. Yup, defeats me too! It turns out that item number one on
the schedule was sabotaged by the Thai authorities, who won't allow filming
inside the palace except for documentaries – and apparently that means
general video shots, without any presenters or anything in it. And we
qualify as 'presenters' in Thailand.

So
poor old Ginny had to cope with being told that she couldn't film us inside
the Palace, but she could take film of tourists milling about etc
as
long as we weren't the tourists she was filming! So we spent an hour
and a half looking round the palace, trying to stay out of camera shot.
It was like something out of a satirical movie. (Apparently this is because
a company made a 'naughty' film using the Palace, and since then nobody's
been allowed to do any commercial filming there). Anyway, we got some
nice photos for our photo album, and saw the lovely golden temple.


Click
on the left hand photo to find out what Shanghai's answer to David Bailey
was photographing... The strangest thing was that lots of Asian tourists
wanted to take pictures of the girls – one group of Chinese tourists each
wanted a picture like the one on the right – posing with a palace guard
and Charlotte and Emily. Maybe we should be doing what the long-necked
tribes do in Mae Hong Son – 'One Photo One Dollar'
We finally left the Palace around 1 o'clock (three hours filming anything
but us...) and went to lunch. We were all baking from the hours of standing
in the sun, so it was a huge relief to get into air conditioning and cool
down. Charlotte and Emily were showing signs of tiredeness (they'd woken
up at 6:30 this morning, just a bit excited!) but were bouncing with energy
after ice-cream.

Then
it was off to Wat Po, the home of the reclining Buddha. Even though Sarah
and I had seen it before, it can still take your breath away – seemingly
an endless gold Buddha lying on his side, housed in an enormous painted
temple building.

But
before we could see any of that, we had to wait for the filming permissions
to be sorted out. Thailand can be quite officious in administrative matters,
and we seemed to be sitting on the steps of the temple for an hour before
the Tourism Authority man came back with the paperwork stamped (it had
all be arranged in advance, but apparently still required the signature
of the Abbot of the temple before the camera could go inside). I think
we're going to get used to sitting and waiting for things to happen this
week.

Anyway,
once we were in, it was great, putting gold leaf onto the small Buddha,
dropping 100 coins each into the wishing pots – the girls even got to
have their fortune told, by shaking fortune sticks from a little tube,
and the one that fell out was their fortune – all on camera, repeated
three times from different angles. Emily loved this idea – she thought
she'd get to pick whichever fortune read best.

Finally
I got to collect their fortune sheets, and read them out to them for the
benefit of the viewer. Here's Emily's (complete with typos)
"Good lucks
graduslly approaching. Just like building a bridge, difficelt first but
happy later. Your lover is a rich widow and a good match. Health is excellent".
I will admit to having some difficulty explaining that to her! Anyway,
by the end of all that we were nearly finished for the day, just another
two 'walks past camera', and then we took the girls back to the hotel,
completely worn out. A combination of heat, waiting, early rising and
general apathy, which soon disappeared within sight of the swimming pool.
It was a difficult filming day, because Emily really needed a mid-day
sleep, and Charlotte wasn't "into it" in the same way she had been in
Canada. Fingers crossed for tomorrow.