I’ll be the first to admit I have lacked a kind of “reliability” lately on this website. There is no real excuse for my lack of commitment other than, simply, I have been in a bad mood. I know, you’re wondering “why” and “how” well I’m here to tell you that just because I live in a tropical paradise doesn’t mean that real life has just left the building. I’ve been dealing with some things but I assure you I am back and more dedicated than ever. You wanna know why I am feeling dedicated? Because I literally thought like 3 people were reading my blog, including my mom. But as I was exploring the analytics of this fine site just a week ago I got the data that about 5,000 people looked at my last post. Up until now I have had shitty grammar, terrible writing, and an all-around lack of care for the logistics of this little travel experiment, but who knows, maybe this will lead to something other than my crippling self-esteem when I figure out 4,900 of those were bot sites. But, here I am, still writing. Due to my lack of writing the past 2 weeks, I have a lot to tell you, clearly. I mean I have been to another country for hells sake.
First things first, I’m the realest, jk, I come home in 2 weeks, OMG. Are you kidding me? Two weeks and I move back to America? That’s literally insane. It feels like I got here about 2 weeks ago, but also feels like I was born and raised here (if this is not a true testament to time being an illusion idk what is folks).
Okay, so obviously I still teach the little children. Its summer camp now so it’s more relaxed and way more my jam. I teach 6 classes a day, and all different ages ranging from 2-11. I love my students so much but I will admit I haven’t really taken the time to learn my new student’s names, yet. But like I mean I only teach them for 2 weeks so what’s the point ya know? It’s fun teaching now, even if it is essentially more crazy, I am enjoying the chaos of it all. I only teach 9 more days, so wish me luck.
I probably experienced the most rad thing ever while being abroad. ATTENDING THE COLDPLAY CONCERT IN BANGKOK. Getting to the concert was INTENSE. We flew from Phitsanulok to Bangkok and then decided to catch a bus to the concert right? WRONG. The bus was moving at about 50 feet per hour so eventually we had to jump off the bus and walk 3.6 miles to the concert. It was hot, dirty, and I am convinced my feet will forever be full of blisters but it was so worth it. Honestly, I already love concerts, I am obsessed. I would rather spend every dime I have on concerts than even food, that’s how much I love them. So, going to a concert in a foreign country was so RAD. Everyone was singing the same songs, and feeling the same feelings and it just was so neat. Coldplay has such good, positive music and it made me feel optimistic and so damn happy. It was so cool, and I wish I could re live that night over and over and over.
The next weekend we went to Cambodia which was EH. I wasn’t a huge fan of Cambodia. I felt dirty and unsafe at all times. It was just a weird place. It was just dirty, their money was confusing, and it wasn’t that cool. What was cool was Angkor Wat. I loved Angkor Wat. It was so cool to see these structures that were built over 900 years ago, it was intense. It’s just cool to walk around and think about how people used to live here and this was their home. It was a lot of walking but so worth it. We also went to the Killing Fields which were pretty intense. It was one of many in Cambodia where thousands of Cambodians were killed in a genocide about 30 years ago. It was a pretty eye opening experience. They let you walk around and you can see bones and clothes coming out of the ground, and they give you all this crazy history. At one point they were killing 300+ people a day and just throwing them in ditches. There was a mass grave with over 450 bodies and you could see the bones and it was intense. The killing fields were one of my favorite parts of the entire trip, it was just so heartbreaking.
Cool Fact: I have celebrated over 5 New Year’s this year! I celebrated Americas, Chinese New Year, Balinese New Year, Thai New Year, and the Cambodian New Year! And let me tell you everyone is doing it wrong except the Thai and Cambodians. They have 3 days’ worth of water fights and it’s a blast! Everyone Is just running down the street with water guns and baby powder and shooting water at everyone and then throwing baby powder on you. We went to one of the main streets during the New Year and joined in and honestly, it was probably one of the happiest moments of my life. It was so fun and just joyful. One of the Thai guys said, “It is a happy new year, no one is angry, we just play for three days” and I think he put it perfectly.
Well, that’s my last two weeks very briefly. It’s been fun and I am so sad that my time is coming to an end, but I am also so excited to be home. I miss America, I miss wearing normal clothes, I miss In n Out, and most of all I miss my mom. See you guys soon!
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