Thailand

I’m trying to get caught up. It turns out that I don’t blog (or walk) when I’m busy. But that inner monolog doesn’t shut up.

On a crisp November morning last year, the Friday before the week of Thanksgiving, Vivian and I hopped on a flight to Bangkok. We spent the first three days at Sharath’s 60th birthday party at a Hua Hin, a beach resort town about three hours from Bangkok on the Gulf of Thailand side of the Malay peninsula (it was on the other side of this narrow strip of land that the 2004 Indian Ocean tsunami had killed over 5000 Thai residents and foreign tourists 19 years ago). Then we moved on to Bangkok for Sanjay’s son’s wedding – which was a marathon 4 days of even hardier partying. Over the week I got to spend quality time with a dozen school and college friends and their spouses and some of their kids while partaking in the ongoing birthday and wedding festivities. Vivian was doted upon by my friends. A grand time was had by all. Special thanks to Professor Ghosh – I borrowed from his extensive wardrobe of designer label Indian clothing without which I wouldn’t have known what to wear.

Before Vivian was fully un-jet-lagged we were back at the airport enjoying a last mango and sticky rice and heading back to Schiphol where Jo had booked us an overnight stop at the airport hotel. By Thanksgiving Sunday morning Ouiser and were doing our thing at St. Edward’s park wondering if it was all a dream.