Raising a family in Thailand // Documenting Issan food, culture, music, and people
New years day, 2012. It was our first trip to Cambodia. Casinos are always sad, but this one was even more so, packed full of dirty gambling addicts and their offspring. Why did we go? We were close to the border, at Nam’s grandmother’s house in Surin Province. We wanted to see it. Done. Never have to see a Cambodian casino again.
You would think that it would be hard to get hurt on such a small slide. You would be wrong (blooper reel to follow).
Yes, please use the whole goddamn highway (@ Rayong outskirts).
We came to visit students on a side trip. Much fun was had. We’re on the ferry back now to rendezvous with the university van back in Pattaya.
Last night we were rolling with five-0. More on this later.
This is a highway rest stop outside of Bangkok we always stop at when headed to Rayong, Pattaya, Hua Hin, etc. It used to have just Thai food shops and a KFC, but it seems to be getting a lot more international now. I saw a Muslim restaurant and an “Indian fast food” place among others.
Buses painted like these are a common sight at highway rest stops in Thailand, but this just might be the worst I’ve ever seen.
Breakfast of champions: Char siu and crispy pork combo plate with two cloves of industrial strength stankbreath on top.
I got around to pulling photos from the camera today, so here’s what we did for Christmas this year:
Yes, the fish sanctuary/Buddhist temple. This is one of Max’s favorite places to visit now.
