Craseonycteris thonglongyai, also known as the bumblebee bat, is the only extant member of the family Craseonycteridae. It occurs in western Thailand and southeast Myanmar, where it occupies limestonecaves along rivers. But
Craseonycteris thonglongyai is not what I want to talk about right now. I would like to share an experience I had a few years ago. It's just one more short story about a camera and some strangers. There was me, Vaggelis Kousioras. And there was this friend of mine. Johnny Bak. And there was his father who had the rank of brigadier working for the Hellenic air force. One day, while being with Johnny and making jokes almost about everything, he said that if I wanted I could visit a shooting range with him and his father and also make some photos. Yep.. That would be my first time that I would enter a military place with people wearing military uniforms and planes dropping bombs and me walking around and making photos.. It seemed nice. And it was not a joke.
It was early in the morning when we started our trip to the shooting range. It was about 100 km away. Me driving, my friend Johnny at the back, and his father, the brigadier, the co-driver. My car is green and maby the soldier at the gate who was standing at attention thought that it was a military vehicle. But then he looked at the car plate and knew that it wasn't. But next to me there was a very serious man dressed with a military uniform full of military insignia on his chest. But then again, he sees me and my friend at the back and he doesn't know how to react. His mouth turned into a big O when he heard me calling " Γεια χαρά ". Which means something like " What's up ".
We are inside the shooting range. Two people wearing jeans and shirts. One is having a big old military phone in his hand pretending that he is talking to someone about something very important. The other guy (me) is taking photos of him. That was the first time I had to explain that I am a good friend of Johnny who is the son of Mr Bak. who is the brigadier. It worked fine, but we had to stop playing with that big, old phone. I walked around and made some photos inside a place which was of course forbidden for me to be at. Even more crazy was the fact that I had a camera in my hand.. I don't remember how many times I had to explain that I was friend of Johnny who was the son of Mr Bak. who was the... You know what I mean.
The planes were dropping the bombs at targets on the hills. It was quite impressive. There was smoke rising up on the sky and too much noise when they were flying over our heads. Some people were taking photos with their phones. Others were using binoculars. Everyone was serious.
All the targets were destroyed. There was a successfully military exercise. One by one, the vehicles were exiting the gate. The soldier (not the same) guarding, was making the typical greeting everytime a car passed Infront of him. His mouth turned into a big O when he heard me calling " Γεια χαρά ". If I had some time, I would explain that I am a good friend of Johnny who is the son of Mr. Bak. who is the...
P.S. 1. The first and last name of my friend Johnny Bak, is not the real one. P.S. 2. The photos were taken 10 years ago. I guess that I would act more responsibly if it happened now.