After my last post I've found misery gazing deeply over my shoulder at every friend I dare try to keep. Well I think I know why! (Well other than being replaced AGAIN) 
                      I'm a bird. And I'm Caged
No no my compadres I do not mean "I'm have no life boo hoo" like I've been complaining about for the last forever and a half. Even if I did get to participate in this thing we call "life" and even if I had one outside of this pig stye, I'd be miserable. I've come to the realization that indeed, maybe, just maybe....I am a born traveler.
                                                 Proof:
                  1. I have had odd cravings to join the army XP
                  2. The only real smile you'll get out of me is when I step onto another countrys soil
                  3. I've wanted to study world cultures
                  4. I want to marry a foriegn man
                  5. I WANT to be a linguist
                  6. If college doesnt work out I want to be a flight attendant
                  7. Mamas worked with 3 airlines now. 
                  8. Grandmas worked for the same one for 40 years
                  9. Grandpa was an airplane mechanic
                 10. My cousin is a TSA agent.
                 11. I've seen more in this world than some people here ever will.
                 12. And I want to see more
                 13. I look up travel blogs just to read about the countrys people/culture
                 14. Love the travel channel with a blind passion
                 15. I have the deepest desire to learn as many languages as humanly possible
                  16. I look up homes in other countrys just to see what they live like 
                  17. Sleeping in airports do not bother me.
                  18. I wake up and go "I want to go to Tunisia....now..."
                               Next day: "Cambodia :D" and the next "South Korea ;D"
                           I HAVE COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT I AM JUST LIKE DEAR MOMMY! ;_;
Yes ladys and gents, the person I have avoided becoming has been there the entire time, wanting to go to odd countrys no American has ever dreamed of going.My mental escape is across the sea or at an airport waiting to see if we got on the list; and most importantly the flight. 

                        Well back in North Carolina: things are miserable. I've gotten lost in cheesy romantic novels, "Yesterday",Dr.Who, and the fur of my creature.I swear: if dog is mans best friend, cats are womans. My cat follows me and uses that mothering instinct to its extent. The one thing in this world I know that wont (intentionally) leave my sorry ass is a cat. sad.
  
 It turns out I've been replaced by the people who followed me with eager glassed eyes. In the end the friends I've isolated myself to have left me. 
     NOTE TO KIMI: DO NOT BECOME BEST FRIENDS WITH YOU BOYFRIENDS *and eventually ex's* BEST FRIENDS. 
 I cant blame them though, they knew him first. I knew if I were Best Buds with Saras Boyfriends Best buds I'd defend her 10000% .......But in the end all I have is The Band, Sara,Claire and my cat. Basically what I had in the first place.

     Then again there is Germany. 
 I have only 3 weeks untill I go to the adventure that is  living in a house with people who hardly know english. No, I'm not upset by that at all. I'm over joyed. What had made Thailand THE BEST TRIP EVER for me was sitting there with my aunts family who didnt understand a lick of english and yet we understood everything. I really loved when Aunt Pens Sister started to point at random objects, naming them in Thai and asking  for the english word for it. The language nut in me was bursting with joy!  Oh and the fact German is close to english just makes it better. Not to mention the beer. 
          Thats where me and mommy are different ;)
The Beatles make everything better. "One for you, 19 for me" "Sunday morning creeping like a nun" Two different songs, I know, get over it. Random too...lol

     DREAM I HAD!
  This only proves the fact that I'm a "Closet Freak" as Norris would tell me.
 Well at first I was in my room at this bordello, I open the door and theres Sara and Norris! They pull me by the arms out of said building and lead me into a marketplace. There were beautiful dresses everywhere I looked. I wanted to stop and ask "how much" but they pulled me to this stand where there was an old lady selling men. And ironically dresses for high class call girls. I asked her if she wanted a woman on her staff but she turned me down. Sara kept pointing to a rather southern looking fellow and said "THAT ONE NORRIS I WANT THAT ONE!" 
                    ---END OF DREAM
OTHER DREAM I HAD!
 Tayler was in this one. I was sitting in the bandroom when he comes walking up saying "Congrats your a size 0,you can go to this camp thing now!" The dream flashes to a high class type reception area where Mr. McCaskill pulls me, Tayler and some other person outside. He told us we were going to go to some caves. Me and Tayler were both in a basket boat thing that was half floating. I remember myself warning...myself...that the water was dangerous (in a poisen type way) even though both me and Tayler were in it to our waists. Mr.McC led the way to an area where we had tall rocks towering on both sides of us, the river was curvy, and we couldnt see around the corner. We made it to the opening to the cave. And then we were back to the green grass field near the camp thing. Except it looked like the woods behind my home were behind it. Mr. McC tells us to follow again. I exclaim "These are the woods behind my house! But everythings changed since I was last here!" The usually tangles of thorns and fallen trees were replaced with neat rows of trees, the small creak back there (only as deep as a puddle) was two seperate deep rivers, perfectly straight and parellell. There was a boat. We got in.
                        --End of other dream
  Another Other Dream I had!
   I was living in a 2 story apartment in China with this old widow. I cared for her like a nanny. (She aparently had given me a place to stay while I was a dream-whore) I remember her telling me storys of her husband. Upstairs it was small except with 3 doors. It had wood walls,doors and floors. The old lady had died a little bit into my dream and the first thing I wanted to do was to look at her stuff. I was looking for something that wasnt there. Before I had dared not open any doors. But once she died I opened all three. Her bed room. Her bathroom. And her closet. In her Closet there were a few wire shelfs but only one shoe box filled with old pictures. Her bathroom had a retro green blue toilet and a TINY bathtub. Her bed room had a toddler bed with thin white sheets. I remember my mother taking over the house hold and I trying to sleep in the old ladys bed. I remember the smell was of my Grandmother. I also remember, while the old lady was alive, pestering her about teaching me chinese art.

              Thats it for today~!
  "I'd love to turn you on" The Beatles
                 

 This past spring break my parents, uncle, and our family friend, Martha, went to Thailand. It was my first time to Asia, butI fell in love. Da Buddah took me under his wing * I believe* and I was never happier. 

 This was our first hotel .It was in a place called Lumphini. It was like 2 in the morning there and the first Charlie House *a hotel branch there* was over booked. So the guy suggested this a guest house down the street. It was like a home made hotel. It was steral, but it was D-U-M-P-Y! They had two beds made of the same material as bus seats *pillow as well* Air conditioning was uncontrolable, you either cooked or froze. There was only one blanket and guess who got it? :D 

 The bathroom was the shower. Ok; for Ashby sake let me explain, the shower is not singled off like everywhere else. Theres a shower head *as deminstrated by the lovely Mrs.Hayes* and a drain next to the toilet. My fair warning, do not wear socks into a Thai Bathroom. :)

 There were MANY of these shines in Thailand. You will see them at every business *maybe not the more American ones, but you get the idea* and every home. There were even wearhouses filled with them!! This is also were my cat friend came from *Thanks to...dabuddah!!!*

 Pardon the blurryness...I have a very unsteady arm ^^" As you will see. This is a stray sweet heart that popped out from near or behind the shine. She looked like the Siamese version of my Reichu *R.I.P* and just as protective. She sat next to me looking out at the road...somewhat like "Cant touch this..." 

 This is the Charlie House in Pinkloa, as you can see..IT WAS WAYYY BETTER! Nice and clean. The pool was beautiful and there was a laying out type thing with books of every language. And the people were so sweet. We met Charlie,and he was really nice as well. His son is the youngest music star in Thailand. We promised to buy his CD, we never got a chance sadly. 

 Bananas Martha had bought and fresh mango. The Bananas were small, thick and sweet.

Me and mom infront of a statue shop. 

 Me taking pictures of food...I did that quite a bit, but papi found it amusing. This one is a better picture than the one I was taking, so I'm using it. Behind me was a clothes store, with this cute little poodle sitting there in the heat. He was a doll. I was eating a standard stir-fry, with some hot ass peppers, to give it a Thai touch :) 



 Over there everything is *well pretty much* from either scratch or close. Also lots of coconuts. I saw lots of food in drink being put into plastic bags, kind of a to-go sort of thing. I saw lots of balls. Balls *like meat or other wise rolled into balls by hand, perverts* on sticks, grilled and I think I've seen them fried as well. Fish and pork balls are the most frequent. 
 
That was Marthas "Puc" *pork* fried rice. They like their cucumbers and limes there too. 

Those were hot ass peppers

Oh boy...The Squatters. Ok in non westernized places such as markets and homes, they have these things we call squatters. Its flat and on the ground, thus you gotta squat. Where theres a squatter there is no flush option, hense the bucket of water to your upper right. To flush you pour it into the toilet squatter thing and if you missed, then all around it. The floor was soaked so thats what I assume they do at least. Also, if you dont have toilet paper you use the water. It took me a bit to figure that out. I assure you I took this before I used it lol. 

 Yes my anime geeks, rejoice at the sight of...POCKY! Unlike us, our Thai friends have Japanese food in good supply. They have candies, pocky, drinks etc. Hense the stuff I got you Jonny boy.  This was in mall type thing, that also had a grocerie store within that. And the reason I didnt bring back pocky was because it would have melted into goo, stick and all. 

Did I mention, Toilet Paper not included!

I was in the middle of saying "Dont you take a picture of me in this thing!"

 A very pretty musician who played for us. I sat there the whole time and clapped at the end of every song for her, its a band thing, I guess.

She always smiled for the camera

 Monks at the pier. There are plenty in Thailand!

 Us on a boat trip around the back routes of Thailand, the real place. We saw homes made of ads for movies. Lots of people waved, as they knew where we were from I suppose. Over there they dont wave, they bow, so if they wave their acknowlaging the fact your western, and their respecting it.(Except for a few instances where they were laughing uncontrollably.) On this boat ride I recieved my first bug bite, it looked like a hicky, and it hurt like a bitch. This river smelt highly of incense. And at the end I saw a monk sitting on a boat. I bowed, he bowed back. The work of!!! Da Buddah. *he really is a cool guy*

The next day, the entrance to the Grand Palace. We have looottss of pictures of it, so I'm going to just show them instead of commenting on every single one :) The women in black were in mourning for the late princess. 



Ok this one I gotta talk about. This was in front of the Temple of the Emerald Buddah *whom I bowed to* In front was a basin of water and water lilly bulbs, you put the bulb into the water and pat in onto your head. 






My thai family *from left to right* Dum Chai, Monk kid #1, Doie, Monk kid who gave me his wrist band

Dum Chai's mama. 

 These are grape type things that have a thickers skin than our grapes. you peel  off the skin and eat the fruit underneath. YUM!
Ok...this was candied and softened sugar cane.
A better picture of the food and the family. From left to right. My uncle; John, Wut, Dum Chai, Aunty Penny, Aunt Pennys sister, some other guy, And here you can see these pear apple like things...oh they taste better than genetically altered pear apples. And as Doi said "Look! Thai Fruit!" as he put down an apple. There we're only allowed to drink *water wise* bottled water, or else you'll get the thai version of Montezumas revenge. 

Those were AWESOME. It was this sweat and creamy thingy....yuumm

 Red Snappers. Oh..it was the best meat ever~!

The bottom of Wuts house

A shot of both Wuts and Doies houses

Doies home

Oh this was delicious.Doie took me out on a motercycle out around the farm and town. We went to the market and he gives me all of these odd things to eat. All of which were very good. This was my favorite. They were like the other brown fruit but more tart. Their skin is verry sharp, but its worth it.
 Papaya, it was really sweet and fresh, just from the market.

A bag of sugar cane. There you bit, chew and spat. I didnt know that and well I was walking around with a cheek filled with sweet prickles, tasty but oww, so driving down the street Doie notices and stops the motorcycle and shows me how to eat. I gave off a relieved look and I spat proudly. We met up with his friends who also wanted to show me around and he laughed at me!...meany...
 A better picture of the brown fruit.

 Aunt Pennys fathers sister, Mum, and Martha. She kept hitting my mother *playfully* oh did I smile. She brought us a gift of oranges. They were sweet.

 This was awesome. Rice cooked in Bamboo.
 
The mix of our culture and theirs in Hua Hen.

Hua Hen beach

Daddy and me at the beach

Penny, Martha and Uncle John

A street in Hua hen

They look so stuipid lol

Kalamari

Wait a seccooonnddd

Mum and me

A make it yourself soup, broth, onions cabage and other stuff

Real Pad Thai
A sea food market

Hey I dissected those!



Well to sum it all up...Thailand was amazing and you could come up to me on my wedding day and ask me to go and I would. I love that place