The photo above was taken at the blessing of Crust Bakery. I love the kitten and the monk!
I can only blog when something really hits me and it did this morning.
In the first week of arriving in Thailand, I got the bacterial infection that results from food and water. The western system has been so pasturized that it's difficult to eat foods that aren't 'samely prepared'. What a terrible five days it was. Like having the flu really. I even went to the International Clinic on Koh Chang to make sure I didn't get dehydrated. That cost $400!
Then I got it again about a month later. Only this time it wasn't as bad or as long. Since that time, I have the perfectly functioning system. Better than anytime in my life. I won't go into details but I'm sure you can use your imagination! I'm returning home next week for a month and wondering how my system will react to the American diet. I'll let you know.
Went to Cambodia last week to get my visa renewed. Our great friends from Nashville, Tami and Lep, drove us. My husband was last in Cambodia during the Vietnam war and to say it affected him would be putting it mildly. But it went very smoothly and many of the men hanging around the immigration center were very curious about America. They know New York, Los Angeles, Texas, and Long Beach City (as they refer to it)! We were in Cambodia a total of 30 mins and were so happy to see Lep and Tami waving to us as we walked back across the border into Thailand. I have to admit, I'd like to see a little more of Cambodia one of these days.
Our English friend, Martin Rattigan, is back on Koh Chang for a few weeks. He lives in Spain and works on an oil rig off the coast of Scotland. It's so nice when people come back and so sad when they leave again.
Again, I have to say that the beauty of this island for us has been the wonderful people we have met. It's so cool to ride my motorbike down the road and see at least one person I know passing me in the other direction. It's actually a lot like living in a small town.
My husband, Morrise's youngest brother died this past weekend, and it was so wonderful the way our friends here have supported him. Needless to say, because of the size off the island, word travels fast, and he was very touched by everyone's condolences.
That being said, I'm excited to get back to the States to see my family and all of my friends there. I wish they could all meet.
I've noticed on fb this past week that several friends of ours are doing what we are doing - just following their dreams. One couple is selling everything and traveling the States in their car and a
camper with their pets.
As we were reminded this past week with the passing of Rickey, 49 years old, life is so short!