Anecdotes, Volume I
I’ve realized in recent weeks that there are a lot of fun and interesting moments I’ve encountered that I wasn’t quite sure how to share. I don’t like long Facebook posts and tweet wouldn’t quite do. So I’ve decided to start a running series of posts on small anecdotes that don’t quite merit their own post but may be of interest nonetheless. Here is the first installment.
You know you’re in Thailand when…
A trip that should’ve taken three hours turned into a SEVEN hour ordeal today as I was trying to make my way home from Mae Sot. I got on a a bus from Mae Sot to Tak at around 11:00 in the morning thinking I’d be back at my place by 3:00 at the latest. About 20 minutes later our bus is parked on the side of the road and we are waiting for a new bus to come get us. Something had broken on the front axle, and you could feel the left side wheel wobble precariously. The delay was only about 30 minutes, and it actually was a bit of a blessing. What had been a horribly cramped bus that me and my long legs could not move an inch in became a slightly larger bus where I stole the much-coveted door-side single seat.
The rest of the ride passed in relative comfort and we arrived maybe 45 minutes behind schedule. The next leg of the journey passed relatively uneventfully except for driving over several unfinished road which caused dirt to invade our open-aired songthaeew. The last leg, which should have been a simple, painless 35 minute drive was marred by the fact I had missed the hourly bus by minutes and had to wait for the next one. The next one turned out to be 30 minutes late and it also so happened to be a traffic-packed road home due to some construction on the highway. And so I eventually arrive at the bus stop in my home town just to have my motorbike fail to start.
The kitten who is there when I need it most
There are definitely some tough days when living abroad and trying to stave off the utter loneliness and isolation that occasionally strikes . Everyone has them and I haven’t been able to avoid them either these past few weeks. When these days happen it’s important to focus on the little things. For me, one of these little things came in the form of a kitten who lives in my building. I think the owner lives upstairs but the kitten is occasionally in the lobby area. The other day, after a particularly rough day at school, he was just inside the door when I came home and ran into my room after me.
…And now I tutor kindergartners
Help! I agreed to tutor one of my coworker’s sons after school and it was a huge mistake! I tutor two children, one is four years old and is an absolute nightmare. The other is six and is a pure angel. The younger boy runs around the room and tries to destroy everything he can reach. The last time he threw paper out the window and de-shelved a row of neatly organized books. The girl meanwhile colored in a tree and learned the numbers 1 to 100 in English. For my readers who have experience teaching young children please, please, please send me advice!