There was so much about Bangkok, Thailand that I still can’t get out of my head. And it’s been almost a month since our trip. I spoke before about how special it was for me to be able to take time from my work schedule to travel with my parents across the world to see family and take a few days to discover this city that is new to us. It was very important for me to make this time. And it was a time that was unforgettable. To this day, my parents and I still laugh about all the thing we saw and did in Bangkok. None of us have been before, so we weren’t sure exactly what to expect. We did know that it was going to be loud and bustling. But man, was it a thousand times more than what we just imagined. The city truly is alive. Larger than life. Almost turned upside down on its head with hecticness. Walking down the street was always a process. Everyone going this way and that way. Even under the humidity, the city never succumbed to a lazy sort of slowing down that sometimes overcomes NYC in the summer. The people friendly and always wanting to spark conversation. We started to know some of the tuk tuk drivers on the street of our hotel by name. They all wanted to know where we are from. If we want them to take us here and there. The fed us bits and pieces of Thai history and culture. Maybe they just wanted that extra tip, but that didn’t matter. We wear learning and taking it all in.
It was astonishing how plentiful food was. The most plentiful out of any city I have been, too. This made me happy to see, in a country where the locals make very little income, a family could always eat. And really good food at that. Pad See Ew was my dish of choice, with a bottle of Singha beer on the side to cool me down. One of our favorite restaurants was a tiny family own one on a side street close to Khao San Road. It literally like eating in a family’s kitchen. Fresh and traditional and super cheap. Exactly how it should be. Our stomachs drove this trip, that’s for sure. In a place where spices lead, one must always allow the tastebuds to try it all. We never started our days with an exact plan, just a general idea, and that was a nice change. Bangkok is large, and it’s stressful thinking about all the millions of ways to fit it all in. Instead we took our time exploring. Our strides were slow. In the end, what we fit into our three days in Bangkok felt like it was exactly what we were meant to see. No worries or regrets about not being able to see it all. And like that, the days felt long. And every night contained a heavy sleep. And that meant we had a good day.
Despite the noise, the terrible traffic and the sometimes dirty nooks and crannies of this hectic city, I felt myself right at home. It’s hard for me to describe really. But the feeling that I love the most out of traveling is the one that makes me feel small within this world. It brings me down to earth the closest I can be to it. To know a place like Bangkok exists, yet far, far way there is also New York City, and Los Angeles, and everywhere else that we may never get to explore in our lifetime . . . all existing at the same time. Just thinking about it, bursts my bubble of the life that I live in. It stops the action of the world revolving around my routines. It makes me just stop and think . . . WOW. My story is just one of many, many stories. And it just keeps going and going. That is what fascinates me. And the conversations about culture. Political realities. The lack of freedom of speech. Environmental changes. The media. How our world effects theirs, and vice versa if we really stop to realize it. So much of what we learned about Thailand came from our conversations we had with our drivers (we used the app Grab to get around). We heard so many honest opinions about life in Thailand. The king. The day to day life and struggle. The poor air pollution. Perspectives about what it means to be an American. How much many Thai people would love to come to America, but cannot because of the cost. The exchanges made everything about this trip worth it. To see the world through the eyes of others. The world keeps turning, people keep on living in their own unique ways, and no one is more important than the other. Different yes. But no less important. The world’s differences, from Thailand to NYC and everywhere else, is beautiful. And there is still so much more to see.
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