Friends and faces When I receive a new blog I am torn between wanting to scan the photos for pictures of you (the look on your face tells more than words ever can) and reading the blog, reveling in your tidbits of wit and wisdom.
Too short is what I say...not you silly rabbit...your blogs. I don't want them ever to end but of course that would mean you would never come home and, well, I would truly miss you.
If there is any light and luv to be found, even amidst cockroach infested trains, you will find it. I love that about you.
modern girl
The Best of Times Honey, It's not so much that you realize how lucky you are (that's a given) but that you are connecting more deeply with WHO you are. I'm lovin the blog, your words and being a part of one of the greatest times of your life.
Yikes!! I have heard about those holler monkeys...scarry! Also, I have never had thai food, so I will wait for your return to try the authentic version, before I get used to the americanized style!
Grasshoppers What, you don't love Nescafe!?
The trick to reading foreign languages is to learn words instead of characters. For example if one day you order your meal and get a plate full of seasoned grasshoppers, it would probably be a good idea to never again order anything that contains the words in the name of the dish you ordered...unless it turns out that you like grasshoppers.
Thaii aiiaiiiiaiiaiiaiaiaiii I want me some of that Tom Yum soup. Ya'll got chicken on a stick with that peanut butter sauce, I reckon I like that stuff
The good things wow - massage seats on a bus! That's pretty fabulous. Sounds like you got to experience the nice kind of squat toilet - you'll come to appreciate those too :)
I'm breaking out of a life of familiarity in order to challenge myself, hoping to learn a thing or two about other cultures, and of course, have a little fun along the way.... full info
Sachi
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Friends and faces
When I receive a new blog I am torn between wanting to scan the photos for pictures of you (the look on your face tells more than words ever can) and reading the blog, reveling in your tidbits of wit and wisdom. Too short is what I say...not you silly rabbit...your blogs. I don't want them ever to end but of course that would mean you would never come home and, well, I would truly miss you. If there is any light and luv to be found, even amidst cockroach infested trains, you will find it. I love that about you. modern girl