Thais are remarkably different from Indians. Most noticeable are
The quietness on the streets: no shouting, no fighting, no rowdyism, no drunken brawls, and no honking. Thais are God-fearing people, and they respect their king as much as they do the lord Buddha.
Hawkers vend their ware, but don't shout like they do in India.
Foreign travellers to Thailand will do well to note, however, that lese majeste laws are in force in Thailand, and criticism or discussion of the royalty may result in arrest and jail.
The cleanliness: Each one is neatly dressed, with clean attire, clean hands and (mostly) sparkling teeth! No one spits or litters on the pavement, and fruit-sellers and street food vendors who end up doing so, clean up afterwards with brooms and detergent!! Even the street vendors are smartly and cleanly dressed. And so importantly, everyone has a smile for you.
Fruit sellers near the Prince Palace Hotel
Smartly dressed driver and conductor (conductress?) of a VIP bus
Our taxi driver and tuk-tuk driver at Chiang Mai
Our car gets a compulsory free windscreen wipe
Smart ladies at the reception of the Gems Gallery - everywhere you go, "sawaddikhaaap" in a lilting tone is a standard greeting!
Bellboys and waiters don't expect to be tipped - indeed, tipping is not a custom in Thailand, and a 10THB tip makes them really break out in a big smile!
The artistry : Sure, Thai art does not hold a candle to Indian art and its variety, but the heritage they have is preserved with a quiet pride and patriotism that we wish was present among us. The typical architecture of Thailand is easily recognizable (though for me it got boring after a while), with its lavish use of golden paint, and every tourist destination in Bangkok and elsewhere is being perpetually restored and brightened.
I fell in love with the way they present their food items! The way the green coconuts are trimmed and served, how cut fruits are sold in a clean and hygienic manner, add to the pleasure of the Thai gastronomical experience.
The language barrier: All Thais speak only Thai, except that 5% who inhabit Bangkok and Pattaya, and regularly come in contact with English-speaking tourists. But the English we speak (or for that matter, the British do) sounds entirely Greek to them in most instances. So Safari World becomes "Suffely wull" and trousers are recognised as "long pants". Of course, away from Bangkok, it is a great stroke of luck to find someone who even understands or reads English, never mind speaking it.
At Kanchanaburi, we had a trying time locating the Tiger Temple, which was not marked on the GPS. People I'd ask would respond in Thai, and ask another person on an attempt to figure out what we wanted. finally, after umpteen attempts we managed to find someone who understood us. With an "Aaaaah' signifying he had understood us, he told us the way. Wrote out the name of the place in Thai, and told us to ask for the "Luangta Bua"! And that worked wonders. We would show the Thai script, and get directions later on in a jiffy.
Thai helpfulness: The internet spews horror stories about how everyone is out to fleece tourists to Thailand. Yes they do try to take you for a ride, but back off soon if you stand your ground. However. I shall never forget the kindness of a lady near the Bridge on the River Kwai, where my wife fell and hurt her leg. She also had a vasovagal attack, and sank to the ground and blacked out for a few seconds as she tried to stand up. This was in the few minutes that I was away, getting the car from the car park. the lady sat on the ground, took my wife's head in her lap , fanned her, applied an ice pack to her head,
and along with a few others (including a tourist police personnel who spoke about 20 words of English) managed to revive her as well as reassure my MIL that everything was going to be all right. Fortunately, she was fine after a short while, except a sprained ankle which bothered her no end for the rest of the trip.
Just once were we
taken for a ride, this at Pattaya. Unable to get directions to the Ripley’s museum from the shopkeepers, we asked a group of cabbies. Our mistake. They convinced us that it was quite far, and would cost us 100 THB. The place happened to be round the corner, and we could well have walked down in 15 minutes (we actually walked back). But then, even before this incident, Pattaya was one place that gave us bad vibes – we enjoyed the shows, but not the city.