Goooooood morning, afternoon, evening and night depending on where and when in the world you happen to stop by and read this. Firstly, I realize that it has been ages and ages since I did a T.I.T. cast and I’m really sorry to have kept you guys waiting for so long. Secondly, I decided to sit down today and try my best to rattle off a podcast without any show notes, so if this episode ends up sucking then big sorrys again. I catch myself rambling on a bit, a few times as i went through the episode but i was trying to cover so much information in a very limited time frame. Anyways, hope you guys enjoy and will try to be more organized with notes and such next week! IN the meantime, i wanna send out much MUCH love from the “Big Mango!” Enjoy!!!! P.S. Ignore the episode number in the artwork….it was a bit of a mistake! :-)
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• Welcome to episode 34
• A very Happy Easter and Songkran to you
• I wish I had some peeps or a Cadbury egg
• Was going to discuss Iowa and Vermont, but….
• Thailand in the News again
• Anarchy in the streets of Bangkok
• Tom witnesses a mob vs. tank confrontation
• Where will the police/military draw the line
• Society must have law and order
• Prime Ministers airlifted out of ASEAN summit
• What about Happy Songkran (Thai New Year) ?
• Traditionally it is supposed to be…
• What it has become
• Dirty water with ice and Talcum powder paste
• 3 days and you can’t opt out
• Tom has a well stocked fridge and a bunch of DVDs
• Closing remarks and love to my listeners!
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Easter was a holiday that was second only to Christmas in the amount of excitement it would generate each spring growing up with my family in Alabama. However, one particular Easter experience sticks out in my mind more than any other, and I thought i’d take another trip down memory lane with you. My brother and I shared a room with bunk beds when we were little with me on the bottom, and him on the top. I can remember blinking awake all bleary eyed one Easter morning and getting quite a shock. You see, in our house the Easter bunny was a bit of a trickster and each year he would hide our Easter baskets in various places throughout the house. Well, this particular year he had tied different color strings from our baskets to our beds and our job was to follow the strings to get our gifts. However, the room was absolutely full of a string webbing from top to bottom. We had to crawl over the strings to get out of the room and then we followed our different colored strings all through the house to the hidden baskets of treats. We got baskets crammed full of chocolate bunnies, toys, and my most favorite of all….Cadbury Eggs. My brother and I would fight over them every year if we didn’t have even numbers of Cadbury eggs, and the older we got the more Cadbury eggs it would take to make us happy. Even years later as we aged and long had outgrown baskets, Mom still bought us Cadbury eggs each Easter. I’m telling you even now as I write this, I wish I could get them imported here to Thailand.
Then of course there was always the downside of Easter, which was the obligatory dress up in the new pastels and the family drag off to Easter service at Church. I bet you don’t know any child that enjoys church, and I think everyone has their own individual stories of being pinched, prodded, or poked on Sunday mornings. I remember Mom sitting between us on those horribly uncomfortable wooden pews to keep us from playing with each other but it never seemed to work. So, more often than not she would resort to that perfectly aimed pinch on the back of the upper arm….and years later I still sit and shudder at the thought. :-) I can also remember watching the pastor, wondering why in the world he would go on and on talking for an hour when so many people in the audience seemed so uninterested in what he had to say. People scattered throughout in their Sunday best in various states of falling asleep or mindlessly pretending to read the church bulletin for the 20th time that day. Ahhh, the good memories of growing up.
Also before i close this entry, I wanted to quickly write on a completely different topic for you. I’m very very proud to announce that I FINALLY completed my visa and work permit process after months of effort and stress last week. I received a year visa and can now be officially taxed at a rate 3 times that of the locals….hooray! Anyways, I’m thankful my long wrestle with the endless amount of red tape is finished and thought a few of you at home might be interested to know. So, Happy Easter and much love from Thailand. Hope the Easter bunny is good to you!