Last Words

I can’t believe that I’ve been in Thailand for three months.  In two days I will leave the farm and go down to Chiang Mai to pick Jordan up from the airport.  My last day here at the farm will be Sunday.  I’m sad, but I’m also ready to go home.  I really miss pasta.  That’s going to be my first meal: a big bowl of pasta with some lemon juice and olive oil.  That’s my favorite. 

For our last weekend here we all went ziplinning and spent the night at a lake.  It was perfect.  Ziplinning was tons of fun.   Your in these trees hundreds of feet off the ground on a platform ziplinning from tree to tree.  At the lake we rented kyaks and took them out in the rain.  The rain was nice and warm you barely even noticed it.  We all got pretty beat up fighting each other off the rafts, trying to be the last person to stay on.  Also, we had some great food.  Potatoes, corn and chicken.  Mmm, mmm.  I love a good barbeque. 

G and I just played a game of cards with the kids.  They are so great.  Their English is really getting better.  We taught them how to play scum and they killed us. I’m really going to miss them.  So much.  Living with them and being with them all the time has taught me a lot.  And the relationship that has grown between us is great.  It’ll be sad to not play ping pong with them or play tag hearing them laugh and scream.  I’m going to miss this place.  I’m going to miss the rain, reading a good book all day, the great street food, the other BYU students, and of course the kids.