chok di = good bye and good luck

dear thailand

thank you for lessons learned, dreams experienced, adventures granted, weight gained, comfort zones obliterated

for your people (oooh the people), beauty, vivacity, humility, hospitality, sticky rice, pulse, colors vibrance, skies, warmth, revelations, humor, realness, frankness, foreigness. for a summer of transcendence.

my last view

ode to nim

a quick story-

once upon a time a month ago, in a rot dang bound homeward, i saw a table of puppies and pressed the let-me-off-buzzer. maybe i walked away minus 400 baht but plus a newborn, tick infested nugget of love with a then-unknown perpetual diarrhea and a then-dormant inclination for skin boils tucked under my arm in the thai rain.

goodbye nim. may you grow big and strong, stop losing hair and get over your liquid bowel syndrome. i bet my host family is grateful for my impulsiveness. ( i couldnt just bring him home. dont worry. pee loves him)

dissa

apparently the only thing funnier than a sweating white girl in a tank top with bare shoulders trotting down a cattle path at the break of dawn is a white girl in a polka dot bathing suit with bare thighs lying in the sun at high noon. score!

(my morning runs were starting to lose their shock factor, so i had to whip this one out. they never expected this)

from back in the days of phi phi island <3

(ps....my 293 day absence from the internet was due to the end of working ((and thus wi-fi)) and a transcendental week in laos.)

isa-careem = ice cream

as the queen of detrimental self deception

i have tricked myself into believing i earn one ice cream every day

oh i most definitely will miss it here

(i shuffled the chronologicality so you cannot visually track the weight gain. so dont try.

also yes, i do only have one ice cream eating face)

sunset #2984

i keep getting surges of gratitude, love and most importantly, life.

adventure: meditation retreat

he's better at meditating than i am ^

morning