
We are off to Pattaya to help out with my cousin’s company trip for a few days, then shortly after, to Japan for ten days.
Raising a family in Thailand // Documenting Issan food, culture, music, and people
We are off to Pattaya to help out with my cousin’s company trip for a few days, then shortly after, to Japan for ten days.
@ the Chinese Institute at the old Mahasarakham University campus.
Taken during a walk around my campus earlier this year.
This was at the very end of last year. This cafeteria-type place near our friend’s bakery (the legendary Sang-R-Thit) has since closed down, but it was good while it lasted. This plate was pork panang and long bean stir fry with an egg from khai palo (five spice stewed pork belly and hard boiled eggs). All together about $1.75 US. The food at this place was pretty good, especially at those prices.
Taken at the end of last year, when our faces weren’t melting.
I just yoinked him at work.
Building 4 (the English Program) at Rajabhat Maha Sarakham University
A student told me it was hot like the hell the other day, and I’m not inclined to disagree. The temp is reaching 43°C (109.4°F) pretty much all week, and we just hide from the sun all day, be it at home or at the nearby mall, or somewhere with good AC. I still walk every day at dusk, and I long for even slightly cooler days.
These were taken back in November of last year. This is actually a flooded parking lot (the water was about a foot deep) that has been completely dry for the past few months. It is extremely dry this year, and hotter than usual. The only saving grace is a strong breeze that kicks up for hours at a time, which has an effect like a convection oven during the hot afternoons, but it’s better than that clingy hot and humid feeling like Japanese summers.
Saw this girl being transported to school a while back
I still see something new every day up here.
Mina and I saw this place from the mall across the street and wanted to go thrifting. After talking about it in the mall for a couple hours, she looked it up and it turned out to be a bar, which was pretty disappointing. In retrospect, the RED HOT POLE DANCE STRIPPER advertised in the window may have been a clue.
Sitting on a fence post in front of our house, soaking up the sun.