Reykjavík Grapevine - 04.05.2007, Blaðsíða 12

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Prior to my life-altering, three-month backpacking
trip to Southeast Asia, I was aware of the strict smok-
ing laws in Singapore. But since I was not planning
on going there and nothing suggested the situation
was similar in other countries I was visiting, I set off a
happy smoker, looking forward to many smoke-filled
and joyous days in the sun. Upon arrival in Bangkok,
Thailand’s capital, I was pleased to note that smok-
ers smoked on the streets without much trouble and
that most restaurants were also smoke free. After all,
that is how I like my restaurants. Soon my partner
and I headed off to the tropical paradise island Ko
Pha Ngan, famous for being home to the biggest rave
parties in the universe, held every full moon. Our goal
was of a different kind though, as my partner planned
on enrolling in a weeklong detox programme in a hip-
pie place called the Sanctuary. The detox programme
consisted of drinking mud shakes, eating nothing,
and, to top off the fun times, rinsing your colon with
coffee twice a day.
Taking my cue from her healthy lifestyle, I decided
in a delirious state of mind that I should quit smoking.
Which I did. For the next five weeks I did not smoke a
single cigarette. Now I am not a casual smoker, I have
smoked close to a pack a day for the last 13 years,
so this was no small feat. These were enjoyable five
weeks, although I did regret a little not being able
to sample the local tobacco in Laos, which included
some exotic brands. My travels then took me to Viet-
nam and five weeks after my decision I found myself
in the bustling capital Ho Chi Minh City. Angelina Jo-
lie the humanitarian was in town shopping for a new
minion in the Brangelina army and my deluded mind
took this as a sure sign that I should take up smok-
ing again. Sitting outside the massive Sheraton hotel,
where Angelina was staying, way out of my finan-
cial reach – even in Vietnam – I fired up a local cigar
and fantasised about Angelina and her surely exciting
life.
Newfound Freedom
My new freedom meant that in Cambodia, my next
stop, I was able to taste the unexciting brand Libera-
tion, which frankly tastes like dried horse shit. But
these were easy places to be in for a smoker. Every-
body and their grandmother smoked, so I fitted in
rather nicely. My partner frowned upon this, hav-
ing enjoyed being around a non-smoker for over a
month. But life isn’t fair, and to her credit she is fully
aware of that fact and left the bickering about my
habit to a bare minimum.
After some very enjoyable smoking in Cambodia it
was time to head back to Thailand for the last days of
the journey. I spent twenty days taking in Bangkok,
which is an exciting place to be in. There I smoked
on the streets with locals and tourists alike, carefree
and happy. On my last day I ventured to the city’s
shopping centres for some last minute purchases. I
was hell bent on acquiring a mobile phone and the
massive MBK shopping mall was the perfect place to
go. MBK must have the biggest selection of mobile
phones in the entire universe. I am more fussy about
mobile phones than I am about cigarette brands, but
after a few hours I managed to find a phone I both
like liked and could afford.
Any smoker can tell you that they would rather
be outside smoking than inside shopping so it should
come as no surprise that I fired up as soon as I got
out. Usually I exited at ground level, but this time I
was going to take the futuristic sky-train to my ant-in-
fested guesthouse, so I took the exit on a walkway on
the third level where I noticed a few smokers indulg-
ing themselves by the door and took that as a clear
sign that it would be ok to smoke.
That was my mistake. Soon after I had extin-
guished my cigarette a surly, young policeman ap-
proached me and pointed me to an even surlier look-
ing colleague of his. I was asked to sit down and the
interrogation began. “Do you smoke a lot?” Yes, I
said, instantly thinking of Sir Mix-A-Lot, snickering at
my own wit. “In Thailand it is forbidden to smoke!”
he said, instantly setting me straight. I stammered
something incomprehensible. “Where are you stay-
ing? How long in Thailand?” I instinctively lied about
the length of my stay, hoping that the policeman
would take pity on the novice traveller. He did not.
He explained to me that I would have to pay a 2000
baht fine, roughly equal to 4000 ISK, the same price
I had paid for a new mobile phone minutes earlier. I
swallowed hard while he shuffled some papers in a
manner only people with authority can do. He then
explained that there were two ways to handle this. I
could go with him to the police station and fill out a
report, which would result in my name and picture
“being available on the internet”, or I could pay him
and everyone would live happily ever after, not add-
ing that he could then buy a new mobile phone, but
I got the hint. I hesitated for a second and then paid
the man. He quickly pocketed the money and shook
my hand, smiling and waving as I left for the train.
The Most Expensive Cigarette
I Have Ever Smoked
Text by Páll Hilmarsson
Angelina Jolie the humani-
tarian was in town shop-
ping for a new minion in the
Brangelina army and my
deluded mind took this as a
sure sign that I should take
up smoking again.
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