across a 90 mile water wall

Well here I sit, it’s about 9pm on a Wednesday and I’m watching my first 100 B(Baht) movie [adam sandler’s Greenburg]. I’ll let you google the conversion. If nothing else, the soundtrack’s pretty good. So, today, CrossFit, ISDSI’s version of twice a week boot camp, was a sweaty-sweaty half hour and I’m sure I’ll be sore tomorrow or the next day, but the endorphin’s are well worth it. I’ve been kind of gross sick for a couple days now but last night my Mae gave me something strange and minty for my stomach and some tea for my headache, and something in there worked. Today after I survived my rice soup breakfast, I actually felt significantly better, and after sweating out the bad whatever in CrossFit I felt great. Honestly. I’m feeling good. Tomorrow’s Thursday, duh, but the week’s gone by fast, Friday we don’t have real school because we’re going rock climbing at a climbing gym in Chiang Mai. I’m pretty pumped about that. And my Mae said something about going to see elephants Saturday, hopefully we’ll go to the market on Sunday, and boom its 4^th week. Time is strange, moment to moment feels like forever, but on the other hand I can’t believe I’ve been here for 3 weeks. And then again it feels like I’ve been here forever.

Anyway, Chiang Mai was beautiful today; I’m trying desperately to live in the moment so there isn’t time to be missing Michigan. In a little more than two weeks we, being ISDSI students, will move from the safety of our host families into apartments in the city. It’ll be nice in one sense, and strange in another. We, or I atleast, will be much closer to the city and will be able to, if nothing else, control my eating a little more. Mmm. Much more fruit! Much less meat and rice!

This movie’s a little odd.

Anywhoo, after this one I’ve got two weeks left in Foundations, and a week after that for the start of Agroecology and then we’re off! Two and a half weeks out and about in Thailand somewhere.

Things I miss:
Going to Horrock’s with my mom.
Sleeping with my dog.
Running in Okemos.
The Growing Matters Garden and staff.
Rising my bike all over the place.
Something about American farmers’ markets that Thai one’s lack or have too much of.
Yogurt and Granola.
The slow fade into autumn.

Also, I’d like to send a Thank you to my friend TJ’s blog for helping me feel connected to America if only through music.