Reader Nation!
Don't you hate when people start blog posts with that sentence about how it's been a while since they've written? Yeah, me, too!
Here's what you need to know...
Thailand was awesome! We had such a great time that this has been a conversation I've had quite often over the last few weeks:
Someone: What did you do over Spring Break?
Me: I was in Thailand.
Someone: Whoa! That must have been awesome! What was it like?
Me: Yes. It was awesome!
Someone: (waiting with anticipation of a great story)
Me: (*blinks*)
Someone: (still waiting, but also starting to make the same face that they make when asked a tricky math question)
Me: (*blinks again, smiles*)
So, let me just go ahead make the PSA that I'm not an idiot. It turns out that I have this weird brain that really likes to cater stories to whomever it is that I'm speaking with. So, if Gertrude really likes cheese, I'd go right into telling ol' Gertie about how I didn't see anything that constituted recognizable cheese in all of Thailand, but we did eat lots of mysterious (and tasty!) noodles and curry. Including one day when we tried to walk to this restaurant called Chote Chitr in Bangkok. You see, it got really good reviews in all of the books, so we had just visited the Grand Palace and were starting to get hungry. It wasn't too close, so we started walking and passed by this very elegant elephant statue.
And soon enough we realized that we were kinda lost, and didn't have a compass, or any way to ask anyone where the restaurant was, because we didn't know how to say anything other than the first syllable in "Thank you" (it's kop). At this point, we were both fresh-out-of-the-swimming-pool soaked, because it was a million degrees outside and we were baking in a concrete oven. After a series of rights and lefts, we magically stumbled upon the sign "Chote Chitr!" And we were so excited! Until we realized that it was closed. I tried to make a joke about it being a metaphor for the tough times that E and I will rise above throughout the course of our married life, and we quickly learned our first Honeymoon lesson: it will be difficult to rise above said challenges when we are sweaty and starving. And so, we called upon outside help... Tuk Tuk to the rescue! Our first Tuk Tuk ride was to return to the Grand Palace, so that we could find food. E found a place in the Lonely Planet guide that basically said, "it's got good food, it's near the Grand Palace, kinda by a bank. There's no sign with Roman Letters, but you should totally eat there." We walked up and down the street, creeping on all these little food stands, trying to see if there were signs that we could read. If we could read anything, we moved on. If we couldn't, we made a mental note before doing the visual pat-down of the establishment. Anyway, hunger won and we eventually sat down at a place and had a tasty lunch. Was it the place we were looking for? No idea, you guys. I can't read non-Roman letters. Know what I could read? This cup.
Okay.
So, why did I just tell this story to an imaginary Gertrude who likes cheese? Because I think she'd like the story, and I like the story, and I like cheese, so that's what came to me!
So why have I been blinking so much at the requests lately? Because my brain is totally bogged down with nearly 250 photos-worth of memories, slowly clinking around the slide reel in my brain, trying to pick the perfect story. And then my brain realizes that I'm just blinking and staring and looking like an idiot. And then my brain does this thing where it's like, "Why are we even trying here? Let's celebrate blinking and staring instead." Anyway, sorry about that. In retrospect, it's super weird. To make up for it, here's EXACTLY what I've been thinking when that question is asked:
And here's the second part...
And the final episode!
It was a fantastic trip and I must say a huge THANK YOU to everyone who helped make it possible by contributing to our Honeyfund. We are so grateful!
And, as is typically the case when one travels abroad, we were also super grateful to return to our puppies and get back to some authentic #ourterraceliving. So much so, that we also created this video for you, to celebrate our return.
We really do like Dairy Queen and the magic carpet in the Seoul airport.
If you've made it this far, thanks for reading. And, hopefully, also watching. Leave me a comment!
Have a lovely, lovely, lovely week, Reader Nation.
Until Next Time!
K