So I flew home a couple weeks ago on a much anticipated trip back to the land of cheeseburgers and football (the one where they carry the ball).
It’s tough for me to write when I’m at home, or even for me to write about home. It’s personal. Suffice it to say that I needed to go home, to recharge and be with people I know and love in a familiar comforting setting. It was the perfect amount of time. When I landed in Bangkok, the familiar smell peculiar to this country was immediately refreshing and welcoming.
I do love Thailand.