Back in Bangkok

So Michael and I had a brief discussion quite awhile ago in which we determined that I would probably end up doing most of the writing here, which is what I like doing, and he would post most of the pictures, which is what he prefers to do. Unfortunately we are having trouble with my computer. Photos are in the queue to be posted when we get something worked out.

But anyway. Thailand seemed like a small-ish country until I had to travel through it by bus. Let’s just say it’s a long ride.We are in back in Bangkok now, staying, as you might expect, in an area populated mainly by backpackers and the locals who run the businesses that cater to tourists. Our accommodations are basic but comfortable, in a guesthouse called N. Y.B. Guesthouse. We have asked what N. Y. B. stands for, and nobody knows. Not even the staff.

Tonight at about 4 a.m. I will be missing the wedding of my dear friend Jessie and my other dear friend Eddie. I cried and cried when I had to make the choice between being there for their wedding and coming to do the TEFL class we took. I wanted to come back to the US for the wedding, but it was just not feasible, money-wise and logistically. Okay, not going to let myself think about it anymore because I actually will cry again. Congratulations, Eddie and Jessie! I truly wish I could be there wearing the bridesmaid dress I bought.


Hello friends and family!

Due to popular demand, we are starting a blog. I (Rose) hope it will be interesting, as well as letting you know that we are still alive and happy, etc. Please let us know how *you* are doing, too!

Our first week was pretty hectic–and I mean our first week *after* arriving on the island where we’re staying. We arrived at our lodging on Lamai Beach, Koh Samui, after taking just about every type of transportation there is over the course of four days or so (I think). We had an unexpected day-long “layover” in Bangkok, which was kind of nice since we didn’t think we would get to see Bangkok at all.  Once we got here, both of us quickly settled into a routine of waking up early, walking down the beach to class, and falling asleep around dinner time. I think we’re both finally adjusted now to the time difference and the increase in physical activity.

And the change in weather. Thailand is HOT. I cannot emphasize enough how hot it is. I have been drenching my clothes in cold water and then putting them back on. That’s how hot it is. I *like* the heat, though. 

There are some negatives, but overall it’s great. Our commute is a 15-minute walk on the beach with the waves lapping at our feet. There is a street market, also within walking distance, with tons of cheap, delicious Thai food, deep-fried scary-looking things on sticks, and (oddly) pizza. There are tiny geckos scampering all over the place. There are also a lot of 7/11’s, which I find hilarious–because how much sense does it make that it would be easier to find a 7/11 here than in Knoxville? (If you answered, “Well, given that we live in an interconnected global community where multi-national conglomerates have virtually unlimited power to effect cultural homogenization, it’s really not that surprising,” you are WRONG. The correct answer is “none.”) According to some things I’ve read, there is a “honeymoon” period before culture shock sets in, but so far so good.

Please, please, please, leave a “comment” letting us know what you are doing and how you are! We miss you all. (By the way, if you’re wondering if we miss the US yet, the answer is no. Our British and South African classmates know more about American culture than we do.)