I think this will be one of Cheryl's hangouts. There is a great deal of western influence all over and In town everywhere there is more than a  a subtle western flavor  but in the country with the clothes hung on bamboo poles and dogs sleeping in the road...you are in Thailand.

 This was a shot from the hilltribe market yesterday.  It reminded me of the dust bowl pics I took when I took the class. I was hanging out around the corner and eventually everyone forgot me.  The 1st generation is watching her daughter sleep while holding her child... and all in the sewing and materials room.   The copy does not pop like the picture will when printed... I think this will move into my favorites.


   
Breakfast at Juniors before class

The scooter stalled out on me several times and I eventually had to push the damn thing back to the shop.  They would not give me a refund...but I was a afraid for my life.  I left Mr. Mechanic and went to Jaguar...what a difference... so I hoped on the scoot and went to the country.
I never feel more adult than when I am alone..and knowing  I am OK when alone.  I laughed at dinner when  I picked up a book that compared growing up with learning to swim at age 42.....then another book said the only reason we love is because of our fear of being alone....lordy...that is where I scooted home.... ...