I know Thailand has poisonous snakes but, luckily, until recently, I had managed to dodge them. I recently finished my teaching job in Rayong and I’m back here on Koh Phangan now. I love my new house, it’s awesome and the view is amazing as you can see in the picture, but, lately, I learned the downside of it as well. This area where I’m now is rocky and as my good friend described it: “If I was a snake, I’d be down there.”
Snake number 1
So, a couple days ago I got my first snake. I heard a thump on my patio and my dog started barking. It was an ornate flying snake. Only mildly venomous. Likes climbing trees and apparently can do a gliding flight and “jump” from one branch to another. Moreover, they can live inside bungalows to prey on geckos and mice during the night. How lovely to hear that, super good news! So they can accidentally jump down on my neck whether I’m sunbathing outside or sleeping inside, woohoo! My landlord came to rescue this time and took the snake farther from my house.
Then there is the cane toad. My Australian friend pointed out that it is actually poisonous and can kill a small dog. Chase is not a very big dog so this alarmed me. I really don’t want to start killing innocent creatures but I also don’t want to take risks because of my beloved pet. So, I pushed the bastard down from my balcony. It’s about 2,5 metres drop. Again, a loud “thump” sound but I wasn’t sure if it had gone to frog heaven.
And it gets worse…
The next day, in the morning, my dog starts barking so I know there must be something there. Went to check it out but couldn’t see anything. After a while, Chase continues woofing. This time I see a black tail swirling into my bathroom. Dear lord, this is not what I wanted!
I panicked and called my good friend who has lived in Australia a long time and has gotten used to snakes. She hates them, though. Marcia comes around, sees the bloody thing which has moved into my kitchen, behind a box. And It’s a big one, about 2 metres. We both decide that “Fu** me, I’m not touching that!” So we call our landlord again. He takes one look at the snake and says, “Aw, this one is NO GOOD.”
We are very lucky to have a Reptile Rescue guy living next door to us. He loves snakes, reptiles and the sorts and is called in to help people with similar dire straits as I was. Stephan comes over, recognises the snake as a cobra and gets on with it. The bloody thing is over in 2 minutes. I really wanted to take pictures but he wouldn’t let me (please don’t grass me on this one that I took). He says that measuring the size, the particular reptile has lived here about 8-10 years already. Usually, we just can’t see them because they hide from humans.
A surprise in a bag
Anyway, Marcia told me that I should sort my things out because after moving, I still have a lot of stuff around, and apparently, this makes perfect hiding spots for reptiles and spiders. I get on with it after everyone’s gone and soon I scream!
It’s the freakin’ cane toad again, hiding in my yoga mat bag. Once again, I show no mercy to this guy and drop him down. “Thump” again. But I’m still not sure if it’s alive or dead. My Finnish friend Vesa happily announces that cobras are good for keeping toads away because they eat them. Thanks, Vesa. This is exactly what I needed… If the toads keep on appearing, no wonder the cobra is hunting for his supper.
But it’s not over yet. Spiders! Can you believe my luck?! All this in just 1, or 2 days, depending on how you look at it. No-one has lived in this house for about a year, so no wonder the animal kingdom has taken it over. Luckily, my landlord said they will spray some repellant stuff on the ground which the snakes don’t like. This should keep them away. I reaaaaally, really hope so. The cobra was a bit too much.
Marcia made her research on Google and apparently, you have about 20 minutes to get to the hospital, to get antivenom, in case it bites you. The other option is that it can spray poison into your eyes which basically leaves you blind. Don’t you just love these poisonous snakes Thailand has? Really can’t decide which one I’d prefer, getting blind or having 20 minutes to get to the hospital.
Until next time!
Yours truly, the “brave”, Finnish junglist girl
PS I have one tip for you if you live in Thailand, keep your house clear of things lying around unless you want to create hiding spots for venomous reptiles and amphibians