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Hangovers and headaches

I woke up in the morning, curled up in a ball on my bed. I looked to my right, Katie and Isabelle were just waking up, too. My head. I sought to put together the pieces from the previous night. Whiskey and Coke bucket. Chang Beer. Which, apparently, is super strong. Dancing at the reggae bar. AContinue reading “Hangovers and headaches”

Fight the jet lag, drink whiskey

I rubbed my eyes. Holy. Crap. Katie had just walked into the room. Suddenly, the exhaustion which had overcome my body melted effortlessly away. “KATIE!!” I jumped out of bed and ran to her. “Oh my god!!” “Surprise!” She said, smiling as we wrapped our arms around each other. I held onto her for a momentContinue reading “Fight the jet lag, drink whiskey”

Hello, Chiang Mai

“There’s a smell to Thailand,” my seatmate from Narita to Bangkok had explained to me upon our arrival to the country, and before we walked off of the plane and down the stairs to the tarmac. “I don’t know what it is, but it is distinct. And I love it.” We walked towards the doorContinue reading “Hello, Chiang Mai”