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If you walk about a block and then turn right and walk another two blocks, past the woman selling fried chicken and meat on a stick from a cart, you'll find the closest 7-Eleven. If you turn left at the sleeping dog, right at the temple, walk a few blocks, turn left again, walk another block or two more, you'll find my favorite spot to get khao soi for lunch. Before you get there, across the street and a few doors down, there's a good place for a massage and a couple of funky boutiques. If they're open on that particular day,...

I have a lot to say about my two week vacation in Thailand. I just haven't yet found all the right words. So instead, for now, I'm just going to share with you what I ate. Because, really, food was one of the things I was most excited about in going back to Thailand. As someone who orders Thai food on a regular basis at home the idea that I could eat Thai food for every meal, every day, for two weeks straight, and not go broke or be judged, had me salivating....

I've been trying to recap my months, every month, in Instagrams, a platform I've been at least somewhat diligent in keeping up to date (follow me here), so I can collect for you all the things I haven't gotten a chance to blog about yet. Some months this year it's been the only thing I've managed to say. In October, I actually pushed out several blog posts and I hope, in the coming weeks, months, years, I can start consistently updating again. Soon, hopefully soon, I'll have a few posts my recent two-week vacation to Thailand. But, for now, this...

Jaime, who I met online a year before we both left to travel, who I first met in real life in Brussels, who I threw tomatoes at at La Tomatina in Spain, who I traveled with for three months through India, finally found his way to Thailand. We only were able to meet up for two nights, but we went to the lake and we had a slumber party with Jenny. But it was great to see him one last time before I go home. Because who knows when I will next see him again. But no worries, we certainly...

I've been spending many of my days and many of my nights playing pool at my hostel in Chiang Mai. I'm not going to lie: I suck at pool. But every so often I manage to win. And every so often out of those times it's an honest to God legitimate win that doesn't involve a fuck up on the other player's part. I did manage to inspire a spit take when someone witnessed me breaking while taking a swig of Chang. It's something you really have to see to believe how bad I am at breaking. If nothing else, I like...

"Valerie," the woman at the front desk said, "the orange one died." She said it with a smile on her face, in the way that Thais always have a smile on their face. Even when they're telling you that someone you care deeply about is dead. And it makes it confusing to understand....