here again

Is the Tuesday night at ten o’clock the week before Will’s wedding a good day to dredge up the old blog?  I think so.  I’m teeming with significant thoughts, but I can’t quite grab on to any of them.  I wanted to just delete this old blog and start something fresh but I decided that was unhealthy.  So here goes…

I’ve always struggled with blogging because it seems as if I’m always trying to cater to people with what I say.  Don’t say anything too embarrassing, try to make it interesting, blah blah blah.  What I really want to write about is my life, and what has happened to me so far, which no one may find interesting at all.  I want things to make sense.  I want perspective.  I want to be able to sort everything out into chapters and verses like I used to.  Maybe this will be good, maybe it won’t be.

Will is getting married.  The mind reels.  One time Will Katherine and I took a plane from Bangkok to a little airport in Krabi.  We took a boat taxi to Railay and stayed in little huts on one of the most people beaches I’ve ever seen.  Overall it probably has to be the most tropically exotic place I’ve ever been.  There was a little coffee shop right on the sand.  It had a raised up platform made of bamboo where you sat with pillows scattered around everywhere and candles in the middle.  Another time me and Will flew to Thailand after our stint in Korea teaching English.  We took the 8 hour winding bus ride from Thailand to Sangkhlaburi and passed the bridge over the river Kwai on the way.  The kids at the home were so glad to see us.  They love Will so much.  I helped organize the building of a medical clinic adjoining the school, and we just hung around and ate that great fried rice for breakfast with the orange Burmese tea.  Of course we stayed again at the famous P. Guest House…or maybe that time we stayed in someone’s house.  I do remember watching that scary Will Smith movie with the people-eating dogs on our laptop and being Freaked Out.  We had to come  back to Korea via bus to Bangkok where we first had to stop at the. greatest. mall. ever.  to buy Will a knock off Northface backpack.  When we finally made it to Korea we were so exhausted.  The flight home was without incident, but surprise suprise we got stuck in Chicago in a blizzard.  Obviously we eventually made it home.  It feels good and sad to remember all this.

 

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