Bangkok is one big chaotic jumbled mess-roads filled with mopeds and scooters and tuk tuks (three-wheeled taxis) that weave around and between buses and cars and taxis and spew black exhaust which just lingers in the thick, humid air. The sidewalks are a mass of foreigners and Thais trying to decide whether to walk on the right or left, all the while maneuvering around food and wares laid out on the ground and bursting forth out of shopfronts.
Bangkok is as undecipherable to me as the run-on sentences in the previous paragraph would be to a Thai :) It is intimidating and gritty and just too disordered for me. And thus, into this, arrived Mum and Auntie.
Located just north of the Cambodia's border off the far south coast of Thailand, Koh Chang is white sand as fine as powdered sugar, fresh fruit shakes and soft evening air, the smells of flower blossoms and incense mixed with fires burned to fertilize the soil and the salt from the sea.
Mum and Auntie love the food (at least the rice with vegetables and tofu they've had each night). They love the people and their slow, deliberate and thoughtful way of life-they've even learned how to say hello and thank you in Thai (sawadee ka and khap kun ka).
From Chiang Mai, we're not sure where we'll go. But that's for another post.
Pop kan mai (see you later)
Jordan
Hi Jordan...
ReplyDeleteYour pictures are wonderful! I thought Thailand a country of wonderful people and many surprises!
I think your blog is just great! Love, Mum