Public bus from Ayutthaya to Chiang Mai (10 hrs) – doesn’t that just sound sweet?! {That’s a “Hell, no!” from Scott too. It’s half dozen of one, 6 of the other to the kids (for now). Down south they would something like, “Bless your heart,” to me. I take the path less traveled.} I’ve heard…
Evie to me, “Why do people keep wanting to take my picture?” Me, “No idea. Maybe they like oddball looking people around here. ” Eye roll, tongue out. You’ll thank me someday, Evie. When it was time to leave Lisa and Joe in Bangkok, things got real local real fast. To be clear, this is…
We’re still figuring out where to go, when to leave, etc. I’m not gonna lie, it’s a little frustrating. I’m not entirely sure what the hold up is apart from me being flighty and struggling to reconcile some tough requirements (i.e. someplace to stay that averages less than $20/night – we’re no longer well off…
Standing around with all my uncles and Grandpa Mike on Evie’s birthday, someone said, “So Traci, what’s the plan? Where are you guys heading?” Good question. Me, “I was dialed into Thailand, probably Chaing Mai. But Scott lights up when he talks about Mexico. I’m looking at housing options in both places to see if…
Not surprisingly, I may have made yet another mistake. I usually take them in stride now, but this mistake bugs me a little bit. It has to do with hair. Earlier today, Evie pulled me aside from all the excitement and action at Grammy and Grandpa’s house. Evie to me {with hesitation}, “So, who’s going…
