Sorry that it's taken me so long to post my promised first entry from Thailand. Honestly I'm suffering from extreme writers block...or rather writers unblock I should say.
This place is just so...FILLED. Filled with love and color and culture and nature. Its overflowing with open ears and searching hearts, abundant in smiles and laughter, surprises and adventure. I feel like everyday, every hour, every 10 minute trek I learn something, see something, wonder something new.
How can I explain it?
My senses are just OVERWHELMED!
I see.
I see the untouched beauty of some of the greenest palms, clearest waters, and brightest designs my eyes have had the priviledge to behold- trying to capture even a glimpse of this kind of candid beauty within a film strip ends in vain time and time again.
I smell.
I smell the struggling shrimp being lifted from their home pond to my left, the o-so-romantic scent of pig manure wafting from its glorious origin to my right, and the always present aroma of fish and crab carried from the fishing pier just down the way.
I hear.
I hear a water buffalo in the back "yard" (aka-pasture) commanding his true calling as rooster of the village, Gatete scratching at the door for his belated second breakfast, and the Burmese children singing praises in full-range Thai from the CDC warehouse.
I taste.
I taste the curious manogsteen flesh in my slushy, a sharp punch of Chili pepper embedded in my noodles, the sweet nectar coming up from my bag of iced sugarcane juice.
I feel.
I feel my toes squish within the virgin sands, my skin swim through the blankets of ladden air, my hands pet the beautiful silk black locks of Nong Eem and Nong Ode (precious babes of the P'Lek next door).
I experience the rich destitution, the hopefilled hurting, the smiling people of the lost land of Thailand.
**For those of you that demand photo evidence that Im indeed alive and well...go to this link for pictures of Thailand. More to come soon!
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