MicahJohn

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  • Of Creepiness and Tortillas

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    The creepiness first. Today I got my other Thai driver’s license (the car and motorcycle are seperate). One of the girls behind the counter who had flirted with me some last time, was over the top this time. After I had left I got a call from her. She had taken my number off my…

  • Front Porch Classroom

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    The conversation tonight on the front porch of room 10 was very instructive this evening. I learned some of the culture of laundry. The traditional Thai way to sort laundry is male-female. To sort by colors is a foreign thing. Thai would never hang pants to dry above the height of their head. Thai hang…

  • Guitars

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    My new neighbor Craig and I just had the first of (Lord willing) many fun jam sessions. I think we will be able to learn a lot from each other in the guitar category, and have fun in the process.

  • Motorcycles and Aerobic Dance

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    Last night Pi Silk took me to a Thai fair. There, for 75 cents I watched a seventeen year old ride a motorcycle around the vertical walls of a cylindrical tank. As he was riding around (necessarily quite fast), he swung his one leg over the bike, so that he was sitting side saddle. He…

  • Three Guitars on the Roof

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    Yesterday was a good day. The week had been admittedly a little rough. The sudden addition of 60 people to the building made sleep a little difficult for the first two nights. Additionally I was having a hard time feeling like I belonged. There were lots of groups of people, but none of them seemed…