During our trip to Cha-Am last month, it was so hot, there was nary a smile…
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Raising a family in Thailand // Documenting Issan food, culture, music, and people
I’m not sure what the context is, but I like their expressions:
Taken about a month ago at a restaurant barge in Don Wai Floating Market (which is no longer a floating market, but rather a very hot and crowded indoor market crammed with people), on the banks of the Nakhon Chaisri River, Nakhon Pathom province.
UPDATE: Kevin provides dialogue.
Summarized well at the Irrawaddy: Thailand’s Insect Farms Creating a Buzz
I still prefer bacon to fried grasshoppers, but not by much.
Oh, my Gac! Or should I say, fuck cow?
The tree I planted a handful of gac vines under, in a pot, allowed just one enough shade to survive a full year. I’ve only spotted one fruit so far, but I’m looking forward to see if it will fully ripen.
The morning market in Laos has been replaced by a multi-story shopping mall… Vientiane has been hugely developed in the seven years I’ve been travelling there. The best way to describe it is as a medium-size Thai city with more third-world bright color gaudiness and even more garbage on the streets.
We stopped by a coffee shop where the waitresses wore silk skirts and platform shoes.
We sat at a really cool coffee bean-filled table.
Taro came over a few weeks ago, and we stopped by a recently-opened music shop while the kids were at Tae Kwon Do. It’s the largest music store in Sarakham with possibly legit big brand stock, and also has 5 studio rooms in the back. The owner is super-friendly and let Taro try out the gaudiest German electric I’ve ever seen.
(I took this photo with T’s camera)