The sun is following me

I had this theory around 14 years ago. When I was 5. When I lived in an apartment and it was my mom, my dad and me, only the three of us. Nevermind, If I was 5 my brother was 2…

In the afternoon my uncle would come and pick me off to bring me to the kinder garden. I would see the sun while the car was moving, that bright yellow thing following me. I would notice the same with the moon. Whenever I moved it appeared to me that the sun was there, following me.

I think I was vocal about that and I don’t remember a good explanation, it’s likely that nobody explained to me why the sun was following me, to be honest it didn’t bother that much. Maybe the sun liked me.

Without knowing I was doing science from a very young age, maybe it was following the car I thought, I would be walking and seeing the sun and checking if he had moved with me and it appeared obvious that I was right, the sun was there whenever I was. The sun is following me.

I also remember trying to decide what was better, the right hand or the left hand. It was a big dilemma. I don’t remember how I made my mind but the right hand ended up winning. Very rational.

I remember the first and the only serious speech I have given in my life, I misread something and remember saying “oh, true” loud in the microphone, when the teacher silently pointed it out. That was the day I graduated from kinder garden. The whole room laughed. I should have been a comedian.

Extreme Paragliding

I know, the title is an oxymoron. Paragliding is very very safe far from extreme.

This is basically something that happened last year in Colombia and I think it was something like this…

Luis and I were in this very small town in Colombia and we heard this town was famous for some “extreme” sports they had from tubing in a very fast river which we did (a story for an other day) to paragliding.

We booked a day before and the next morning we were going to flight. I let Luis do it first since I think that was going to be his first time. That’s a lie. I said something like “you go first in case, of you know…”

His flight went as smooth as a flight could possibly go. I was next in line and here we were, in the top of a mountain with not a lot of people around. In fact getting to the top of the mountain was very extreme, or kind of.

Where I was? Right, Luis flight went smooth so I am next, I get ready,I pick the jacket, the helmet and I am confident even though I always get dizzy in this kind of things, I have done it before, I know paragliding is very very safe, so really, no worries.

My flight starts, I think the normal amount of time in the air is around 15-20 minutes, until my pilot I think his name was David, I am not sure I will call him David anyway. David somehow got carried away by streams of air and instead of going to the place that he always flight to he went to the other side. I was dizzy but I thought that David had it under control. We kept sightseeing and flying until David tells me, “I am lost”.

Now I don’t generally freak out when I get lost since getting lost in the streets or whenever is a habit of mine, although this was my very first time getting lost in the air…

I think David tried to return but he couldn’t find the place so we had to improvise. And I really mean “we”. We started flying over this big electricity cables and David start telling me to guide him… I tried but I was dizzy and not feeling very happy about the future so I kept telling him careful, cables! I think anything else was really out of my control.

It was scary but David was a good pilot so even a year after I am still alive. We landed in this small farm, a local guy received us and started laughing at us, I couldn’t help it and laugh too. He said he would never flight. David decided to call his wife and say that he just had the most incredible flight of his career, a very long career from what I gather. I guess I can’t complain.

Paragliding @ Santa Fe, Colombia

After that David called the taxi (a motor cycle that resembles tuk-tuk’s here in Thailand) and we continued with our life’s, luckily.

The small town is called Santa Fe, really nice place, nice hosts and they indeed have a lot of outdoor sports to do that are not that common.

Gambling Like a Pro

Is somewhat of a generalization that the life of poker players is full of gambling. Depending of your definition of gambling I will have to agree to some extent.

Besides poker there are some “gambles” that are more or less common in the poker world. Such as: Credit Card Roulette, Flipping coins and playing Rock, Paper, Scissors for money (don’t judge).

Since I am not a math wiz and chances are neither are you, I will try to explain each game and the expected value of each in a simple way.

Credit Card Roulette

A game of chance to decide which person pays for a restaurant meal. Every party contributes a credit/debit card into a hat and the waiter/waitress removes one card at time. The last card removed pays the entire bill.

This is my favorite game since I don’t like paying, although I probably have the worst record among my friends.

Let’s explain it:

Let’s say that there are four friends on the restaurant. Everyone puts their credit card out and give it to the waitress. Before, you see the bill is $100.

Let’s suppose one of the friends it’s called Bill. the expected value of Bill in the long run is going to be equal as the expected value of everyone else. Everyone has one card and one chance of losing hence the equality of the game.

Let’s review the possible outcomes. Bill don’t pay for the meal 3 times out of 4 and pays 1 time out of 4.

The same can be said for everyone. In that case, when Bill pays he pays $100 and when he doesn’t pay he pays $0. In simple math terms we can put it like this

BILL= Amount of money loser pays / Number of possible outcomes.
BILL= $100/4
BILL = $25

As you can see in the long run if this game is played over and over everyone will pay $25. There are some tricks and angles though.

If the bill is $100 and you got a $50 dollar meal is a hustle if you decide to gamble for it. Although most of the times this is an ongoing thing which arguably in the long run could even out itself unless of course you are always the one picking the most expensive meal. This bring some game theory problems but if this game is being played by friends I think they are not worth discussing.

Flipping Coins

The title itself is self explanatory, “flipping” doesn’t necessarily means that you should use a coin, it implies however that a game must be this form: (A, B) outcomes being (A, B) equally possible.

That’s it, flipping a coin is a “fair” game. There is no edge (assuming the game is not rigged) and over the long run if you flip a coin no matter what, results are going to converge closely.

In itself this game has to be one of the less interesting games and is a good way to decide for things that nobody wants do to. For the sake of joy, it can be done in settings of extreme boredom. I have some semi-funny stories, once we were bored and I asked a friend if he wanted to flip for the sake of it, only ten times… I won ten times in a row and decided to do ten more, if my memory is not failing me I am sure I won 7/10 the second time.Total 17/20. Variance is a bitch, sometimes.

Rock, Paper, Scissors

This is a very famous game I will not bother in explaining the game itself.

This game could be treated in the same way as flipping a coin. Rock, Paper, Scissors is particularly fun if you are drinking and feeling a bit retarded. There can be speculations that game theory wise you could have an edge over your opponent but in reality I doubt that’s true although sometimes it might feel like you are inside other’s people head I would argue that the Gambler Fallacy would explain that.

As you can see, when professional poker players (in general) gamble they probably look for neutral games where edges are not bend way one or an other.

For what is worth all casino games are designed in such way that you always lose x% of your money for every wage. To be more concrete in a double-zero roulette the house has a 5.25% edge. A simple way to understand that would be to understand that for every $100 you gamble they are winning $5.25 of every $100. In other words, you are losing $5.25 for every $100.

One of the general rules that I would use in any case, either equal fairly games and casino games is:

If losing money won’t bring any emotional pain but winning would bring joy then gambling makes sense.

On the other hand if losing money brings pain gambling is nonsense.

Gambling by definition:

Gambling is the wagering of money or something of material value (referred to as “the stakes”) on an event with an uncertain outcome with the primary intent of winning additional money and/or material goods.

My stoic advice would be: Gamble on things that you don’t care if you lose and things that will bring joy if you win. That’s why I don’t think that buying the lottery is particularly foolish even though it’s clearly a game with negative expectation.

I think the majority of people don’t particularly care about the money they spend on the lottery ticket, on the other hand they are buying a potential what if that ultimately brings joy to them therefore their gamble make complete sense in a semi-crazy way.

Personally every time I “gambled” playing Credit Card Roulette/Flipping/Rock Paper, Scissors I was following the same logic and at the same time in the long run the games are equally fair.

Irrationally it made me happy not to pay for every time I didn’t pay and it didn’t hurt when I had to.

Disclaimer: If my math is wrong don’t hesitate to call me out on it, please.

Uncertainty

I was a bit nostalgic today.

I went through some old archives in the time machine and started to read some of my old writings, when I was 14-15 years old. Now it seems like that was long time ago but it has only been 5-4 years since then.

Life has change in so many ways and it will continue to change in way one or an other. According to statistics I have lived around 20% of my life. To be quite honest, every single time I think about age and becoming older I freak out a bit.

I generally avoid those thoughts, sometimes they are inevitable. What would be of me in 5 years? I am sure 5 years ago it didn’t occur to me that I was going to be in Bangkok writing this. I thought I was going to be either in school studying something in a way or an other related to computers or my alternative reality was that a special program from Google was going to recruit me because why would they miss out on me?

Google missed out on me and I missed out on school, or kind of. I am not regretting any of my choices for what is worth. I am reflecting how little we can predict.

It seems that the conversation of “What are you going to be doing 5 years from now?” seems to be a favorite topic of a lot of people. I am not sure if they just like to speculate for the sake of it, if that’s the case count me in, on the other hand if people have this conversation in a serious way arguing that they can predict what there’s going to be of their existence, count me out, please.

That said, I wonder what’s going to be of me in 5 years. Kidding. I think I told Simon before that the uncertainty principle is what gives my life meaning, to a small and big scale.

The uncertainty principle is not a statement about the limitations of a researcher’s ability to measure particular quantities of a system, but it is a statement about the nature of the system itself as described by the equations of quantum mechanics.

We can not know what’s going to be of us in the next week, how could we know what’s going to be of us in the next 5 years? If anyone says “I know” I will argue I can think of millions of ways that I could prove you wrong,  although to be fair, it might happen. If that makes sense.

Just a rant.

The Highest Bungee Jump in the World

…Or the craziest 24 seconds of my life.

I thought it was 5 seconds (that’s what I have been told), I did the math and turns out is was 24 seconds!

Before jumping I was (honestly) not scared.  In fact I dare to say that I was damn confident that I was not going to freak out. Until I was one step away from jumping, I freaked out and started to wonder why the hell am I doing this? I can still say meh maybe I could come tomorrow, etc… You can see on the video the staff kind of pushing me…

At the end I took a very long deep breath and jumped!

I felt in ecstasy the whole day. A crazy sense of well-being, would do it again, maybe on December.

Bangkok, Traffic Jam

I decided to go and buy some books today, I googled for a library that had English books and found three places to go it seems like I picked the one that was the closest yet it took me like an hour to get there, mostly due traffic jam.

I ended up in this “Emporium Shopping Complex”  it is a fancy mall I was already expecting to be rip off in the book store but surprisingly the prices were very fair.

I spotted this Naraya store next to the mall, somehow my aunties hinted me to buy them stuff from that store and since I am going back for Christmas after buying some books (after like an hour and a half of deciding) I went and bought some purses for them, it was kind of funny to go to a store where only girls shop and pick a bunch of purses, anyway, I hope I made good decisions, I am already doubting my choice of colors, such is life.

On the way back the traffic jam was like 10x worse but somehow I didn’t notice I got into a taxi and after witnessing a small crash which was  funny because it was very dumb, the driver told me that it would be better if I take the MRT (subway), I have no clue how to get back home in the MRT but I said to myself why not try the MRT anyway, right? Worst case I get lost, like I always do.

I took the MRT and I felt I was back in Hong Kong, is pretty much the same thing as the MTR in Hong Kong, I am guessing the same company built it.

Somehow, I managed to not get lost, which made me feel particularly proud, I think I am getting better at this thing called reading maps.

Bangkok reminds me of Maracaibo with the traffic of Caracas.

I think I will be here in Bangkok for a month and then I will go to Phuket for a month and two weeks or something like that closer to the ocean.

I should be busy the upcoming days either exploring Bangkok or working on BlissfulWays that honestly has been slow/delayed; Simon got back to school I moved to Bangkok, etc.

Expectations

I woke up this morning, particularly early, I went straight to the bathroom and I had a shower.

While I was showering I realized that I had many expectations about Bangkok and that’s why I was being disappointed. I have read so much about this place and have been wanting to come for at least a year and a half that without knowing I had set many expectations to it.

From now on I will try to forget my expectations and treat this place as if I have no idea about it and accept all the quirks about this place, incluiding hustlers driving cars.

Bangkok, Thailand

I arrived yesterday to Bangkok. (9/25/2010).

I got some trouble in immigration, nothing too bad. Mostly a misunderstanding “my country my law”, I will use that line one day. In the Thailand consulate in HK they told me that I didn’t had to show a yellow fever certificate because I haven’t been to Venezuela for the pass 6 months. It was a bit of a hassle to explain what I have been told in HK but luckily went alright.

In the airport they have these limousines that are somewhat overpriced, I am the first one to admit that 6 months ago I would have gone with it to avoid hassles (not so expensive to “western” standards actually kind of cheap).

I am trying to be a bit more conscious with my expenses so I am avoiding unnecessary stuff like a limousine ride. Who needs a limousine anyway? I want a private jet though. (this whole paragraph is sarcasm for those that don’t speak sarcasm. I do want a private jet though).

I took a public taxi with a meter instead of a limo. First thing the driver tried to do was to convice me that the meter was a bad decision and we should settle for the price “only 450”. Obviously I insisted about the meter and we ended up using it.

The taxi driver forced me to lie, which I am guessing that’s why I really disliked him. Is this your first time to Thailand? No, Second time, I said.

This is obviously my first time here but somewhere I read that this is the metrics cab drivers use to hustle so I lied to see if he leaves me alone, in general I am extra nice to people that give me a service like a cab ride or whatever but I was feeling like being the best asshole I can be to this guy, I still kept calm though…

All in all yesterday I ended up taking four taxis, two tried to hustle me, the other two were pretty decent and I ended up tipping them for not hustling me…

The last cab I took from my hotel to my new apartment was one of the most stressful taxis I have ever had.

The guy at first told me “Far Away, no meter, 240 baht, no meter” I obviously said “meter, please” and insisted very politely (maybe I am being too polite these days?) he ended up saying “OK OK”.

Looking back, what would’ve been a 15 minutes ride ended up being 40 minutes. At some point I started to worry and was already thinking what to do in case of kidnap or something like that. I very very rarely get paranoid.

He was just driving me around so he could charge me more, sigh. I am keeping count. 3/5 taxis have tried to hustle me.I can understand why this happen, I guess what makes me angry is that I know what’s going on and often times I find myself helpless.

I admit that yesterday I had a very bad headache in the middle of the day so I was in particularly hating life and I was hating Bangkok too. This is the first time I hate a new city.

Tomorrow I am going to give Bangkok a second chance. I will keep up with my mission “Explore Bangkok”. I was going to stay here initially for 2 months and 20 days. Possibly going for 20 days to one island and do a bunch of nothing but maybe I change my mind on that.

My To-Do for my Mission: Explore Bangkok.

  • Canal boat
  • Recreational Bangkok Biking
  • Old City – BKK
  • Thai Boxing
  • Elephant riding
  • Puppet Theatre
  • Theatrical perfomances
  • Thai Dance
  • Spas
  • Horse Races
  • Tennis (Thailand Open)
  • Meditation
  • Night Market
  • Patpong Night Market
  • Books: Japanese chain Kinokuniya (Buy lots of books)
  • Thai Soup: Tom Yum Goong
  • National Museum
  • Museum of Siam
  • King Prajadhipok Museum
  • Lumpini Park
  • Santichaiprakarn Park
  • Dusit Zoo
  • Safari World
  • Queen Saovabha Snake Farm
  • Siam Ocean World

For what is worth the staff in this building have been extremely nice so maybe I have ran terribly bad with the people I have encounter (cab drivers for the most part). Maybe it was my headache and the fact that I didn’t had a good sleep before arriving. In particular I know I get too moody when I have a headache.

Bangkok don’t disappoint me tomorrow, please?

101 Days & 15 Books

I read 15 Books in 101 Days. 1 Book every 6.7 Days in average.

List of Books: I will try to use only one word to describe each book. Why? I am lazy.

  1. The Purple Cow by Seth Godin: Remarkable
  2. New Rules of PR & Marketing by David Meerman Scott: Meh
  3. Fooled by Randomness by Nassim Nicholas Taleb: Genius
  4. The Black Swan by Nassim Nicholas Taleb: Clever
  5. SuperFreakcomics by Steven D. Levitt & Stephen J. Dubner: Compelling
  6. Blink by Malcolm Gladwell: Fishy
  7. What the Dog Saw by Malcolm Gladwell: Interesting
  8. Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell: Ah!
  9. How to Win Friends & Influence People by Dale Carnegie: Solid
  10. How to Stop Worrying & Start living by Dale Carnegie: Careless
  11. Increase Your Financial IQ by Robert T. Kiyosaki: Decent
  12. The Art of War by Sun Tzu: Boring
  13. A brief History of Time by Stephen Hawking: Thought-provoking
  14. Man And His Symbols by Carl Jung (and many other people): Spooky
  15. The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho: Inspiring

My favorite one is under the word “Genius”.

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