Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Jambalaya
Is it possible for two months to seem like two weeks? Yes, yes it is. I'm not sure how i feel about the whole time phenomenom. One minute time seems as slow as molasses. Then on the other hand you wake up and say, "I'm 24 year old. I don't think that age is old, but i feel like a 13 year old. Where am I, anyway?"

Yesterday, I went to get my hair trimmed. Mostly for the experience in Thailand. There are many males here who like to dress up as women and since Thai people are REALLY small, sometimes you have to deeply analyze whether or not you are talking to a she or a he-she. So, she (actually he, but probably in some distant life) began cutting my hair. The first words she spoke were, "You look ugly long hair. I make you pretty short hair." I appreciated the honesty. What I should have forseen at that moment was a drastic change in hair. After a tedious hair cut, the product is frizzy hair cut appoximately at my jaw. When I say frizzy, I mean it. It's a little scary...

Does anyone know what the "Diso Cybone" is? I tried to google it and found some Japanese website with a bunch of songs on it. I don't know, but I did buy a shirt about it the other day. I found it at a market and thought, "This looks a little cool." I'm always so wrong about fashion stuff.

I've developed a deep passion for banana pancakes. I pretty much eat them any chance i get to eat farong (white people) food. On Saturday, we sat on the porch for 6 hours eating pancakes and watching the rain. My favorite memories here are just being still. Just enjoying people's company and not having to remain busy.

Last weekend, we rode on elephants, renewed my visa (again) in Burma, took a long bus ride, and I started reading an incredible book "A Thousand Splendid Suns". I would recommend it to anyone. That was a busy weekend. This past weekend was kit ghet mak (very lazy).

"Say it ain't so," I leave in 7 days.

I've driven here in Thailand 4 times. The first time, Jason had to reteach me to drive in a parking lot. I literally felt like I was 16. There are several challenges involved in driving in Thailand for me:
1. 15-year-old truck with a mini-bus attached to the bed
2. no power steering
3. They drive on the opposite side of the road
4. And for the kicker...it's a standard
The last time I drove to a grocery store .4 miles away. I stalled 5 times total including on a round-about. I've never laughed so hard in my life.

Here's my serious and very real thought for this blog. God is telling to ask. He's telling me to ask for anything in His name and He'll give it to me. I want to ask and believe that it will happen.

I tried to download a few pics, but it didn't work. Apologies.


Monday, July 09, 2007
The Telegram Version
I've been here a month. People are kind, friendly, a little shy at times, but that doesn't bother me. I live with 5 americans...all good. Getting to know students on campus. Ironically busy hanging out. Thailand is relaxed, laid back, little plans. I'm horrible at speaking thai. Can't remember anything.
Getting to know people, but relationships take time. The culture is ultra respectful, non confrontational, smiley. I'm constantly being rude, but not on purpose. Walking on grass, pointing my feet, talking too loud, walking over people. Ahh!
There's lots of time for discussion. We spent time in a hill tribe village. Taught at the school unexpectedly. One morning, the entire school was having an assembly. Our Thai friend asked us to give an anti-drug speech. Before we could deny the offer the entire school turned around and began clapping. My speech in front of 200 thai kids consisted of, "drugs are bad...umm...bad for your heart, mind, body," pass the microphone. Brilliant!
Jason and I went on a 10 HOUR motorcycle ride to get my visa renewed. Intense with rain, sun, and cold mountain weather. It was fun...but probably won't do it again. I'm used to the food. It tore me up for awhile, but now it's better...way better.
The christians here are amazing. it's really difficult for them to become Christians. Basically, they must deny their culture. I respect their persistence so much. I'm learning a ton about ministry, what it means to evangelize, and what i would like my life to look like. This has been one of the most amazing experiences of my life. Thank you, God...
Anyway, I'll leave some pictures to tell the rest of the story...






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