One of my friends jokingly suggested that the Thais would revere me as a god because I was so tall. He had visions of temples being built in my honor. I don’t think it is going to go that far, but I can say that the entertainment at last night’s dinner was having your picture taken with the gigantic farang (foreign) girl. They were all so amused at the fact that they did not even reach my shoulders.

Dogs and motorbikes run rampant in Thai streets. I can’t even imagine how people drive here as motorbike drivers use no signals and weave in and out of traffic. Interestingly enough many also do not wear helmets and bike in shorts and T-shirts (some barefoot). I can’t imagine the road rash if they would happen to crash. Most notable motorbike siting so far: a woman riding a scooter sans helmet with a baby strapped to her chest.

But I can not say enough of how friendly and welcoming the Thai people are. I love talking to them and have managed to learn about as much Thai in one night as I did in all the weeks before my journey, including soy mai (don’t check my spelling, which was solely phonetic), which means very beautiful or what I believe Thailand and its people are.

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