What to Pack for Rainy Season in Thailand

Rainy season is my favorite time of year in Thailand. Without a doubt. I love the fresh air that washes the smell of diesel away. The sound of the droplets hitting the metal roofs. The downpours that come charging out of nowhere, and then disappear as quickly as they came. During the months of JulyContinue reading “What to Pack for Rainy Season in Thailand”

Thailand: That Old, Familiar Smell

“There’s a smell,” the man seated next to me explains as we circle the airspace above Bangkok. “I can’t describe it … but … it’s this smell. It’s distinct. It’s Thailand.” I smile at him, weary from traveling for 24 hours and not looking forward to an overnight at the airport. “Ah,” I remark half-heartedly.Continue reading “Thailand: That Old, Familiar Smell”

The most horrifying Thailand moment

Today started like normal. 6 a.m.: Mr. Lucky starts digging between my pillows and pulls out The Bloggess‘ new book, “Let’s Pretend This Never Happened” (which, BTW, is super hilarious). 6:05 a.m.: I kick Mr. Lucky out of the room. 6:30 a.m.: I. Am. Awake. Damnit. 6:45 a.m.: I get ready for work, lock myContinue reading “The most horrifying Thailand moment”

Tourists behaving badly: how to be PC in Thailand

Tourists behaving badly. It happens everywhere. I’m sure you’ve seen it: drunken bar fights with locals over a bill. Tagging an historic landmark. Taking smiling group photos in places which are disrespectful (like Auschwitz). Living as an expat in Thailand, I am treated to this display of very non PC behavior/stuff to make Thais blushContinue reading “Tourists behaving badly: how to be PC in Thailand”

The fat girl in Thailand

This post is a part of the year-long Comfort Zone Project. “Oh, why you so pom pui?” People ask me. Strangers. Friends. You name it. Pom pui. You’d think one of the first words I would learn in Thailand would be how to ask someone’s name, or how to ask for directions. But, nope. OneContinue reading “The fat girl in Thailand”

Winter in Chiang Mai, Thailand: when the blood goes jungle

The morning market by my house changes in November. Once the days shrink and the night comes on early, the warm clothes come out. Racks and racks of used jackets, knit caps, scarves, pants and more replace the skirts and dresses which hang during the hot months in Chiang Mai. Technically, there are four seasonsContinue reading “Winter in Chiang Mai, Thailand: when the blood goes jungle”

Fact vs. Fiction: the Thailand Sex Industry

The sex industry in Thailand is a vast and complex organism — something that cannot be defined in concrete terms. Also, the concept of ‘pay-to-play’ relations in regards to morality is subjective to the individual and their social and cultural background. For the purpose of this — a post examining the ins and outs of the sex industry (and a topic that is nearly impossible to fit into one concise piece) it is more prudent and beneficial to give a holistic description of Thailand’s industry.

Old and Lonely: an expat tale of (not) dating in Thailand

It’s one of those thick and gorgeous nights in Bali, when the air gently whispers in your ear, the ink black water of the Indian Ocean licks the soft butter-colored sand, and you can just barely make out puffy clouds lingering in the night sky. Sitting outside at the Jukung Grill at Grand Mirage Resort,Continue reading “Old and Lonely: an expat tale of (not) dating in Thailand”

Daily Wanderlust: Chiang Mai, Thailand

I’ve been in Thailand a little more than one week now. (Yes, my blog is behind, sorry about that.) Each night, after work, I head here, to the little line of restaurants that line the road en route to Chiang Mai Gate. There are three restaurants in a row — Indian, Thai, and French/Italian. AllContinue reading “Daily Wanderlust: Chiang Mai, Thailand”