Sometimes I randomly recall the time a student used the “F” word to graffiti the wall. It was spelled wrong.
Makes me laugh every time.
This is amazing guide/guesthouse owner, Chat, chopping open coconuts on the longtail boat we took around snorkeling around Koh Mook, Trang, Thailand.
Koh Nang Yuan, Thailand
Spent four days diving off of this island. 100% do absolutely do. The most beautiful place in Thailand.
My Host Grandfather
87 years is a long time to be alive. 87 years ago was 1926 or 2469. 1926 is a solid year before the King of Thailand, who has ruled Thailand for 67 years, was even born. This was before TV, before the internet, and even before twinkies. September 18th celebrated 87 years of life for my host grandfather. Born in the country of Siam, which no longer exists, Khun “Boo” Surin is one of the nicest, and most interesting men I’ve ever met.
I’ve never seen a man who is so respected. He’s worked his whole life for Thailand and for his community.
When he was fifteen, Japan and Thailand signed a military alliance during WWII. This meant Thailand allowed Japan to work against the USA and allied troops, imprisoning them, and forcing them to work on conditions which often resulted in death. Not Khun Boo Surin. He joined the “Free Thai” movement. Brave men and women created spy networks, joined with Allied forces hidden throughout Thailand, and spied on the Japanese armies. Boo contributed to this part of the war effort when he was only 15-18 years old. That’s extremely brave.
That’s being apart of history.
Of course, he’s a human like everyone. He has flaws. I’m mostly guessing on that because I’ve seen nothing but kindness. He had three children with his first wife. Then two more, the two I live with, with his current wife of 40+ years. He’s a pillar in the community. He served as a representative to the province for 16 years. Similar to a state congressional member. 6 years ago, the province selected him to be Father of the year. Whenever people ask me where I live, I just have to say is name.
He’s always welcomed me into his home telling me feel at home, to not “greng jai”. He’s a pretty cool guy in my book.
On his Birthday, the seven of us who permanently live in the house sat down to a birthday dinner of steamed chiken and fish, because he can’t eat food unless it’s soft. We talked and laughed. Boo told me about the Princess of Thailand Prathip’s current visit to America. Apparently people are fawning over her. After dinner we gathered upstairs, one of Boo’s grandchildren from another village came, and both granddaughters who grew up in our home were called so we we could all sing Happy Birthday together. After three rounds of Happy Birthday, all with Boo smiling widely, we ate our blueberry cake and called it a night.
Happy Birthday Boo. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of your family.
Creativity happens when you try to make sweet croutons, but upon adding too much liquid, you decide to make a bread pudding instead. It tastes pretty good too. Then again anything that tastes like America(peanut butter and cinnamon) tastes good to me. I’m going to feed this to my host family and see if I’ve lost all my taste buds.
"It’s comforting to know that we’re all going through the same thing. No matter what kind of a front someone puts up, they’ve still got the same worries as I do. And not just here in El Salvador, but Peace Corps around the world. There are Volunteers all over the world that are missing their families, dealing with communication issues, shitting their pants. We all experience “what the hell” moments, but it’s all part of an incredible experience."
PC YiD El Salvador 2013 (via arielinelsalvador)
Nothing like a little game of reader/reporter to get the juices flowing on a rainy Monday morning.