[RotsLoado]

Thirty some years ago, I was uprooted from my small world and put down in a place where the language and culture was quite different from what I had known. Sights, sounds, smells opened my eyes with curiosity. Landing at Don Muang, in the middle of the day,the heat and humidity engulfed me as I entered a new world.
Gazing through opened windows of the bus transporting us to our hotel,views of klongs , rice fields ,and country living. Greenery everywhere,houses on low stilts, water buffalo, farmers living their life.

... The thing that I remember the most is the welcome feeling( on a individual level) with kon thai. I was not Italian,Scottish, Irish,English, nor Spanish. I was farang.
Thirteen months later,pulled again from the pace of life I was getting to know ,thrown back into a world so familiar yet now totaly different ,Thailand was permanently etched in my heart.