Our final days in Chiang Mai were spent walking the city, finding parks and pools to play in, touring the traditional paper parasol making area and getting over to the night market. Scott doesn’t like a big busy crowd, so we avoided it when it was likely to be a max capacity. These were nice,...
Scott to me, “I don’t know what it is, but my feet hurt. The salt in the pool is stinging for some reason.” Me, “Oh, I know what it is! You’re cutting your feet on the tiles.” Him, “Come again?” I pointed to the signs posted every 3 feet around the pool: TILES ARE SHARP!...
“I like it,” said Evie. “Me too,” said Jack because Jack always says me too no matter what Evie says… for now. Internal eye roll from me. My whole being was crying out, “I can’t stand this ****,” but I slapped a smile on my face and tried to fake cool confidence. “Great! Wow! What...
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...
If I have a superpower, it’s picking the cream of the crop when it comes to friends. Seriously. It’s my strength. (I also collect weirdos, misfits and creatives so… you know… if you’re reading this and we’re buds, just know you fall into one of those 4 fun categories.) The difference between getting off a...