Perpetual Autumn

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Autumnal sunshine transports me back to memories of Pai. The infamous mountain town in northern Thailand that my friends and I have appropriately nicknamed ‘the land of the lotus eaters’. Many people came and never left. Opened restaurants and made families. Melded into the easy ways of a mountain town. Past lives were forgotten and left behind as these travelers enmeshed themselves in the vibrant sunsets, rich food, and the not-so-subtle cornucopia of ‘mood enhancers’.

I’m left with these memories of this beautiful and grounded town. Where yoga & music & camping & atypical diets are the norm.

It felt like a piece of my soul, a home I had envisioned countless times in my own mind, a place where I felt free & adventurous, connected & appreciated, full of love & wide-eyed.

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Perpetual Autumn

2014-03-04 15.28.32

Autumnal sunshine transports me back to memories of Pai. The infamous mountain town in northern Thailand that my friends and I have appropriately nicknamed ‘the land of the lotus eaters’. Many people came and never left. Opened restaurants and made families. Melded into the easy ways of a mountain town. Past lives were forgotten and left behind as these travelers enmeshed themselves in the vibrant sunsets, rich food, and the not-so-subtle cornucopia of ‘mood enhancers’.

I’m left with these memories of this beautiful and grounded town. Where yoga & music & camping & atypical diets are the norm.

It felt like a piece of my soul, a home I had envisioned countless times in my own mind, a place where I felt free & adventurous, connected & appreciated, full of love & wide-eyed.

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Sawankhalokians: Part 2

As a continuation of this post, I want to delve further into my experience in Sawankhalok by focusing on and giving tribute to those who made my experience all the better. These people created a community for me, helped me navigate a new town and a new culture.

Meet my Sawankhalok community!

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These guys live about 100 yards from our house at the corner of our little soi and the main road. As is common in Thailand, the front of their home has been converted into a shop, specifically a motorcycle shop. Always kind and helpful to this mechanically disinclined young woman: pumping up my tires for free, changing flats, and otherwise fixing my bicycle. Unfortunately, we never exchanged names but without fail they always say hello and wave as I ride past their shop.

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Giresole: Turning with the Sun

Arrived safely, although a bit groggy, in Chiang Mai, which, in my opinion, is the best city for travelers in need of some familiar culture and language. Exactly what PT, Lyndsey, and I need right about now.

Craving some western food, we ate at an Italian restaurant for lunch, to eat a fresh salad with vinaigrette rather than mayonnaise is fresh and light and oh so delicious! But really the important part of this post is the name of the restaurant, “Giresole” which means sunflower in Italian, as Lyndsey, happy in all that is Italian and missing her favorite nation, explained to me. She said that it literally means “turning with the sun”. What a beautiful name for a flower that spends each day following the sun across the sky… ☀️