Dear Blog
I'm sorry for the neglect, I am waiting for my new life in a hot land far away to settle into some sort of regular pattern... and maybe to feel cool with it!
I'm not sure what my 'normal' life here in Thailand will be. Slowly each day things are starting to seem a little more familiar. I hardly notice the wires in the street, the uneven pavements, the strange smells wafting in.
I am beginning to feel less like all is foreign and I'm less like a foreigner. Slowly I'm feeling like I belong. I am getting more adventurous, I have yet to make it in the back of a motorbike taxi, but the weird and wonderful street food is starting to be more tempting!
Of course, the Lifers can spot the newbie in town by my huge bag. I never leave home without being properly kitted out. I take my Japanese paper fan, plus my electric fan, a lady can never have enough fans in these sweaty Betty conditions. Together with a face cloth to dab my glowing brow, water to rehydrate, an umbrella for rain, but mostly for shade... I plan my days to avoid the heat.
For such is my new life, in 95% humidity where the sun has it's way all the long day.
I am starting to make some lovely friends. We chatter and we laugh as if we've known each other for years. We have not yet run out of conversation, for the most part, we are catching up on fifty years plus of each other's lives.
Now, where would you start? If you knew no-one and no-one knew anything about you? What would be the most important things you would mention? I smile at how many times one of the first things I talk about is the Crazy Poodle! I miss that chappy!
The ladies here have interesting stories to tell. Especially those who have been here twenty, thirty years. Back in their day, this would have been an adventurous posting. I enjoy hearing all about their lives, how they ended up being in Asia. I love that here, even after all these years, they are open to talking, their dance card is not yet completely full.
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I love all the nationalities that I am meeting. After twenty-five years out of the UK, I am slowly finding my tribe of others with British or Aussie roots with a lifetime of experiences in other countries. There are newer people than me arriving. Bangkok is an ever changing landscape.
Meanwhile up in the sky, the moon watches quietly as the sun burns, hoping soon to get his turn.
Meanwhile up in the sky, the moon watches quietly as the sun burns, hoping soon to get his turn.
Sometimes at the end of the week, we take ourselves off to a rooftop bar. As we watch the sun going down in our new city, we grin. So far, so good but bring on the days when the moon has her turn.
Watch out world!
This post has been inspired by Amalia Rosen who blogs at Handmade by Amalia and wrote a post 'In a cold land far away, where all the birds are sad and gray' and has kindly adapted the post for a little hot bird!!! These are her words:
In a hot land far away
the sun has its way all the long day,
the moon watches quietly as the sun burns
hoping soon to get his turn.
Thank you so much Amalia!
Linking with thanks to all the hosts at Our World Tuesday
and Maggie at Mosaic Monday
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