Moving On

We left Chiang Mai last Thursday, and I was sad. I will miss fencing class, the food, the warm weather and the wonderfully eclectic people who kept me entertained.

At Chiang Mai University near our condo.
Our condo (Thanks, David!). We were on the 13th and 14th floors and had a great view of the surrounding mountains.
Our kitchen… It had everything we needed to cook, but who needs to cook when there is tasty, cheap food right outside the door! So we ate out every lunch and dinner… a decision I do not regret. The kids did use the microwave for popcorn and Logan made lots of french toast.
Every morning Dave (second from right) opened up his condo to all comers for coffee, Nova Scotia oatcakes, scones and random trivia questions. The group changed from day to day, but never tired of debating all things important (and unimportant). Kampy (right) and David (middle) are the best Airbnb hosts… and Kampy, a great cook!
We initially nicknamed Don, who we met at the coffee group, “the skeptic.” But the nickname doesn’t capture his genuine kindness. He was the first to agree to listen to the kids present current events at the coffee group, and he did so with enthusiasm.
Steve kept me company while the kids fenced, sharing stories of his life around the world. He also assisted my homeschool efforts. Our family watched the Ken Burns documentary on The Vietnam War; then Steve shared his experiences from Vietnam and the effects of the war on his life. Infinitely better than a textbook!
Muay and Mo pose beside Ethan while Logan is getting ready to fence Jai Jai. We enjoyed dinner at Muay and Mo’s house with their mother, Pen (fencing coach), and step-father, Wes (fencing coach).

Logan loves this photos. She is re-creating the face she made when she discovered her father tricked her into eating seafood by telling her it was a root. He claims he thought it might have been a root (and he doesn’t look the least bit upset about her despair).
Logan pictured sitting in the back of a songthaew (public transport). They lack seat belts… and doors.
Happy New Year! 2561!
Logan fighting “grandpa” in the ring at Muay Thai.

This is what happens when the stylist realizes that drying Ethan’s hair is not going to produce the desired result.

I still have lots of pictures to post from Thailand… and Cambodia… and Laos. We just arrived in Vietnam and are settling in. We love the view from our house, but right now it is shaking from the karaoke outside. Really, not an exaggeration.

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kim
kim
7 years ago

life is sweet for the fowler-feldt family… i enjoy the vicarious adventures. maybe in my next life i can traverse the globe! but thank you for bringing this joy to this life!!!