It’s pretty hard to find a person on Thailand’s resort island of Koh Samui that isn’t waiting to pounce on tourists, promising
them even more paradise for a price, guaranteeing them his prices are “same, same” as the other guys. On my recent trip there, the only place that didn’t happen was in Ha Thanon, a name people don’t seem to use when mentioning it. They just call it the Muslim Village around the island. Since I’ve been living amongst Muslim villages half my life without ever thinking of them as such and since I don’t think about Thailand beach resorts and Islam together, it was a place I felt drawn to, even thought I’m not sure the cab driver understood why. I don’t think he takes many tourists there.
You can smell the fish drying in the sun long before you hit Ha Thanon’s narrow, dusty pathway. This is one of Koh Samui’s main fishing villages, and it is lined with metal racks filled crowded with gutted fish drying from the early morning catch.
But before you get into the heart of the village, its massive market welcomes you with a plethora of fish and fruits and vegetables alien to both my Western and Middle Eastern eyes. This isn’t a tourist destination and so no one had anything to sell us but produce, which they could tell we didn’t even recognize, and so they had no interest in us. Nearly all the vendors were women, slightly less than half wearing some form of the hijab. Their children ran amongst the stands, escorted by flies and mosquitoes, and they had absolutely no interest in us. I tried to engage one of the women kneading a black ball into little pellets by asking what the black stuff was, but there was no English to be found anywhere, and I think I made her nervous. I wondered if a ‘salam aalakum’ might have given us a Muslim sisterhood to work with, but I hadn’t heard the greeting once since being there so I passed.
We walked on, avoiding the young covered women plowing by on their mini bikes, past the teak wood trimmed homes, all very humble, mostly run down, with chickens and caged birds eyeing the fish racks, and people laying on cushions hiding from the noon heat and steam. Cushions seemed to be the only furnishing in the dark homes, and the only items that looked remotely new and in good condition in any of them were the TVs. As we went on, the smell of the fish got stronger until we reached the fishing boats, brightly painted in red and blue stripes that are the village’s trademark. (I was later told the boat design came with them 120 years ago, when they settled here from somewhere off the coast of Malaysia). The fishermen were clearly done for the day, lounging and laughing about something around a Pepsi carton. And then at the end of the village, we came upon the newest spot in town—the mosque, which I’m guessing was paid for by someone outside of the village. I would have gone in and asked more about if I had a headscarf, or perhaps more importantly, if I could speak Thai. As we made our way back out, we came across a couple of hole-in-the-wall restaurants with signs bearing the only non-Thai writing in the village, signs in Arabic and English letting us know halal food is served inside. I guess they must get passersby going to the mosque every now and then. No doubt, it was halal, but I had no idea what it was. Halal is not a cuisine but a practice, and the cuisine of this village was not the kind I recognized from any other village where the population was predominately Muslim. But in this village, we may have not only seen Islam outside the Middle East, but the real Thailand, so hard to find for all the tourism so necessary to keep most of the people on these islands housed and with food, halal or otherwise.
I appreciated this post. We lived 3 kilometers from the Thai border in Malaysia for a year (92-93) while I had a fellowship at Universiti Utara Malaysia. We spent a great deal of time in Southern Thailand. Many weekends we’d just drive around visiting out of the way villages, national parks, islands and towns. We often visited Hat Yai the largest city in Southern Thailand and it remains one of my favorite spots in Thailand for it’s great combination of cultures. My all time favorite sarong shop is there, hidden away near the train station. Langkawi, just across the border, has done a much better job of attracting and supporting Muslim and non Muslim tourism. We met Muslims froma ll over the world (Copenhagen to Saudi to Indonesia) there last October. I think because the Malay populations is more evenly mixed it has to be more tolerant of all. With Muslims being only around 4% of the population in Thailand, and geographically mostly in the south, sadly the discrimination and lack of education on both sides persists. Violence in recent years seems to have made it worse. Hope things get better there. I still see the beautiful girls on their bikes with their blue baju kurang (traditional tunic top and long skirt) and white head scarves blowing in the breeze against the backdrop of deep green rain forest or rubber trees.
It is such a great part of the world with Buddhist shrines, Hindu Temples, Mosques and all Churches so close. One of my favorite Buddhist temples ever is Wat Naa Tham in Yala province. Penang’s Georgetown is now a UNESCO heritage site, don’t miss it if you haven’t yet been.
So glad you have Air Asia now in Abu Dhabi making Malaysia and Thailand so close!
Hi Carol, I’d never been to Thailand before, and I didn’t realize how vast it is, geographically and culturally. The poverty is pretty much the inevitable cause of the violence, I’m guessing, and I got an earful on the Thai resentment of the “white men” who de facto own all the businesses and real estate on the island,to hear the Thais tell the story. Still would be curious who built the mosque in that village, as it wasn’t the villagers–they couldn’t afford it. If I get to go again, I’ll get your advice on where exactly to go for the sarongs.
Nice short write up. Will be coming here soon on my bicycle from Malaysia.Looks like an ineresting place to stay and avsilability of halal food. tq
The village is cute–and the food fascinating to explore– but I’d recommend staying at one of the beach spots in Koh Samui. Enjoy!