This is a continuation of a longer story that will make so much more sense if begun by reading Part 1!
On my first trip to Thailand all those years ago we went up to Chiang Mai via overnight train. I had a top bunk with a window that opened so that I could gamble with decapitation if the notion struck me. Continue reading “That One Time We Went to Thailand with My Parents (Part 3)”
This is a continuation of a story that will make much more sense if read from the beginning… Start with Part 1!
So there we were, standing around looking lost at the canal boat terminal. I may have had a guidebook in my hand. We may have all been pointing in different directions. We may have looked like we needed some help. Continue reading “That One Time We Went to Thailand with My Mom and Dad (Part 2)”
When I was 25 years young and working for the summer at a resort outside of Denali National Park in Alaska I got the big idea in my head to go to Thailand. I was in the process of breaking up with a boy and also breaking up with my life as a parkie (serial employee of park concessioners) to go back to school. Continue reading “That One Time We Went to Thailand with My Mom and Dad (Part 1)”