THESE ARE THE SIGNS THAT I LOVE!!

Originally, i tried to avoid them, hoping for the more authentic taste of Thailand. But "authentic" has occasionally turned out to be not actually what i was going for... more resembling "sketch", if you know what i mean.

For instance, encountering my first Thai massage taught me that "Thai" -at least in this context- is actually code for "a lot of inappropriate touching especially since we're strangers". I believe when correctly translated that's actually what the massage is called.

So you see. Sometimes it's good to go the farang* way.

As I've discovered (or just wandered) so much by myself, I've discovered the art of laughing out loud to one's self, and inevitably, "the look" that closely follows. I call it the "crazy farang" look. I get it a lot. But who could blame me? There has been daily, hourly, sometimes even by the minute! moments that are so random and bizarre and unbelievable, sometimes, that it's comical. So I laugh. Then they do their look. It's like we're each playing our parts, it's so consistent.







*foreigner