Both sides of the fence

The IDC (Immigration Detention Center) visit did not go as I had imagined. Bjorn and I went to the IDC as part of a service project. People are held at the IDC for a variety of reasons, including: they have overstayed their visa and don’t have enough money to pay the fees; they are refugees;…

The weather in Bangkok leaves me pale-faced

“Winter” in Bangkok has definitely ended. Forget everything I said previously about humidity being manageable. I can not handle it.  I laugh now to think that I once wrote that humidity is “negligible; I wouldn’t even know it was there except that my hair is in perma-fuzz mode.” Yesterday, when I stepped out of our…

You meet the most interesting people on the street

She was throwing hunks of fresh vegetables into the small lake in front of Queen’s Park at night. Curious to see what animals were benefiting from the bonanza, I stood by her (but not too close, of course) and watched in amazement as several dozen catfish (or something similar) floated on their backs, open mouths…

The mangosteen of my dreams

Move over durian; there’s a new kid in town.  Mangosteen has set up shop in my mouth, bought all the surrounding property and run everyone out of the neighborhood. Now that I’ve  finally tried mangosteen, my mouth won’t settle for less. (Curious side note: my friend Y told me that durian and mangosteen are supposed…