Hello friends and family!
Here I am in Chiang Mai--it is a beautiful city surrounded by mountains. At first it reminded me of Mexico . . . the stray dogs, signs, run-down homes, etc. Very Asian, though. The orphanage is situated out of the city--they have three large bamboo huts for the children, a guest house (where Rachel and I are staying) and a church. The property is also fenced in and has a nice gate. They have just raised enough money to build a new orphanage--praise God! It will be so nice to see the children in actual homes!
Speaking of children, they are absolutely wonderful!!!So sweet, beautiful, always smiling. I fell in love right away! :) Their names are so crazy! They laugh at me when I TRY to pronounce their names. Oh, about 6 kids came to the airport to meet me, Dave, and the Doc yesterday afternoon. They brought me flowers and hugged me! I knew I was a goner--I give my heart away so quickly when it comes to kids:)
Today was rather relaxed. I slept like the dead because the good Doctor gave me drugs! I was so loopy. . . it was kinda funny. I also met another team fromVirginia who were visiting for the week. Yeah, I had to re-meet them all today. Rachel, the girl from my church whom I've never met (she was at school and now is teaching in Taiwan) also came today--I am so grateful for her! It's nice to have another person who knows and understands English!
We played with the children today--I played a crazy game of "Follow the Leader" and tried to teach the kids using a Phonics book. They were so hungry to learn any and all English words. It was fun to teach them but also very exhausting. I love the way that they imitate me perfectly--inflections, tones, etc. It can get pretty amusing. Rachel and I also attended a church service for the young people at the student center. The singing was the same but in Thai, so that make it kinda hard to follow along. Pastor Dave preached a sermon, and someone translated, so that was good. We then went to a Mexican restaurant in ChiangMai--it was good (but not as good as Chipotle!:)
Now we are back at the guest house preparing for bed . . . jet lag and all. A busy day tomorrow! I will write more soon!!!
Susannah
PS. The title of the blog is in reference to the king of Thailand--he is absolutely revered. They are celebrating his reign because he is the longest living monarch in the history of Thailand. They even have merchandise everyone wears in homage--T-shirts, bracelets, etc. It's quite interesting.
PPS. I tried squirrel today . . . all I can say is, interesting. :)
"Life is either a daring adventure or nothing." (HelenKeller)
"Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus." (Phil. 2:5)
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It appears that you've slipped right into life in Thailand. Squirrel...hmm, now do you eat that for breakfast, lunch, dinner, or after-hours snack?
Where do you update your blog? Internet cafe?
Matt
I don't actually believe that you ate squirrel. Get me the recipe so we can have it when you get back;) I watched Jane Eyre tonight, and all I'm gonna say is that they didn't follow chapt.23 verbatim (why not? For heaven's sake, why screw with something so perfect and wonderful?) but they pulled it off. The tape is waiting for you. Too bad you have to come to NY to watch it!! Love you!!!
Hi Susannah--It was so good to hear from you. How exciting!!!I am SHOCKED that you tried squirrel. Gramma and I were just talking today how we would never eat those kinds of animals. Anyway, God bless you and keep you. Love always, MOTHer
Long live the King? Did you see ELVIS over there????????????? from Moshie
Squirrel huh? You still dont have me beat since I ate Dog in Korea! Enjoy the weather since we are getting dumped with snow here! I thought I would leave you with a funny simpsons quote:
Kirk Vanhouten: I sleep in a racecar bed Homer.....ha! Do you?
Homer Simpson:No, I sleep in a big bed with my wife!
I miss you Sis. Stay safe! I love you!
squirrel... "What were you thinking"
Not to worry there will be no squirrel served at the wedding!
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