It’s now been over 6 months that I’ve been living and working in Bangkok, Thailand. I can communicate at a bare-bone level in Thai, I can convince a vendor to give me the Thai price at least 8 out of 10 times, and I can teach an entire class of thirty-six 7 to 9 yr-olds how to do long division. I have gotten food poisoning only once, but felt homesick countless times.
I have stayed in bungalows where I step out of my bedroom and onto deserted, white beach. I have kayaked through caves in some of the most stunning cerulean waters on the planet. I have ridden on elephant-back through a jungle to get to the incredible Namuang Falls, and ridden on another elephant's neck, feeling its thick, coarse hairs on my legs while I made my way with her through a monsoon rainstorm. I have seen 8-yr olds hoolah-hoops lit on fire and shared cocktails out of sand buckets. I have been witness to impromptu break-dancing shows, impromptu lady-boy shows, and live music that taught me to appreciate the Thai language even more. I have fed massive giraffes two inches from my face, held a baby tiger cub, and had an intimidating Asian elephant stepping lightly on my back. I have been kissed by an orangutan AND a dolphin, and seen rats the size of cats feasting off sidewalk scraps.
I have ridden bikes through some of the oldest ruins in Thailand, witnessed the harsh yet beautiful evidence of Thai history up close. I’ve crossed through grid-locked traffic – of elephants – and been continuously surprised at the detail of my local temples.
I have seen just the tip of the iceberg in flood devastation, families trying to clean the diseased river water from their homes and bloated animal bodies floating past flooded restaurants. I have seen pervasive Thai smiles despite poverty to levels of absurdity, and seen more adamant religious faith than ever before.
I have grocery-shopped alongside saffron-swathed monks and seen a few handfuls of bums use the sidewalks as personal lavatories. I have been waied by a chubby 3-yr old Thai girl in bright orange suspenders, and I have waied countless elders, administrators, and friends. I have found friendships with Thai bar owners, sushi chefs, coffee-stand owners, security guards, students, and teachers, and lost more friendships with state-side folk than I’d like to admit.
I have been frustrated, furious even, with lying salesmen, cheeky taxi drivers trying to steal an extra ten baht, and the entire cultural difference of Asian lifestyle in general. I have also been amused by Thai cultural idiosyncrasies, moved and motivated by random acts of Thai kindness, and come to truly love living a lifestyle that challenges, surprises, and astounds me every single day.
The past six months has been a whirlwind of cultural experiences for me, mixed in with the realities of becoming an Aunt for the first time and building a serious relationship while living abroad together. Where the next six months will lead is still a mystery to me, with some pretty huge decision to make up ahead. For right now, I am taking each day as it comes, enjoying the freedom of independent travel and the daily struggles of life and work out here in this crazy country. Everyone is asking where I will go from here, but to me the mystery is one of the best parts. If you don’t know where you’re going… the options are endless, right?
Here's a quick slideshow with some of my favorite shots from the past 6 months... enjoy!
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