I made it to Thailand! After 26 hours of flying, what felt like 546 hours standing in customs lines, and a 6 hour bus ride, I have finally made it to Phitsanulok, Thailand. My hair is already an afro, my skin is sticky, and I can see that I completely over packed(which is also cool cause I won't have to do laundry). Thailand so far is hot, humid, and GREEN. I finally found some Diet Coke and to be honest I cried a little. I was sooooooo happy, I think everyone in that Thai Market was so confused because the tall white girl was sobbing while looking at soda, but it's cool. Also I washed my hair about 24 hours ago and it has yet to dry. My room is beautiful. It's full of windows, natural light, and white tile floors. It's very bright and tends to cheer me up. I don't have culture shock, but I do miss my peeps at home. I can't believe I chose to do this for 4 freaking months. I want this blog to be completely honest and so basically I am going to pour my emotions out to this keyboard so sorry.
As of right now I am wishing that I didn't do ILP. I hate it actually. I wish that I was travelling the world with a backpack and alone, it's weird to be so structured and I am not a fan. A common thought I have is "I am wayyyyy to much of a free spirit for this" But I know that I need to do this because I can do hard things, and this hopefully will make me a much cooler person. Teaching 44 little thai children is hard work, especially when you aren't trained. Like, I feel so bad for these children. They love me so much and call me "Teacha Hannah" and they already are giving me hugs, gifts, and so much love. I am so inadequate as a teacher but they haven't caught on yet so thank God for that. Like I really didn't take into account how hard it would actually be to make paper binoculars with 44 children. Everyone says the first 6 weeks are the hardest so I mean it can't get worse than the first day right? Just pray that I can teach these little kids at least some English okay?
We have our own personal chef who is SO CUTE. Her name is OOY which I pronounce wrong every time but she's the best. She writes down what she makes us and draws us pictures in case her English is wrong. Today for lunch she tried to make us an american meal...hot dogs, green beans, and broccoli with ketchup and rice. It wasn't that great but she just tries so hard. Last night we stopped at this noodle stand and had the most amazing noodles of my life! When I told the Thai woman how much I loved spicy food she said, "I have never met an american girl like you! this is amazing!" She added so many spicy things to my bowl and it made me soooo happy. They have this chili paste that is to die for and I am bulking up on it so I never run out of it at home.
Well all in all I think I am just bummed because I want to explore and backpack around. I commonly think I should just pack up all my stuff and runaway until it's time to go home. But soon I will be free and get to do what I want, and also the kids are pretty cute, and they make me never want to have kids so GREAT birth control. (also that picture is my suitcase FULL of american food)
Miss all Ya'll,
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