Hello, Thailand!

I kept saying I wasn't going to Thailand. Everyone goes to Thailand, I said. All there is to do is sit on the beach and eat and drink and get massages, I said. I say the darndest things.

Luckily, I decided there are worse things than a beach vacation, and it might be, you know, fun. With my first bites of Thai curry, I was wholeheartedly eating any naysaying words. And then I had dinner again at a different restaurant, because the food here is that good.



The beach vacation part of this journey hasn't actually started yet. After saying goodbye to the rest of the family in China, Eric and I hopped on a plane to Bangkok, where we spent the last two days mostly asleep, since he's been sick and the cold I picked up in September (!) still hasn't disappeared.

Sick or not, we couldn't resist a visit to Bangkok's Grand Palace, which is really, really ridiculously sparkly and so good looking that Eric and I snuck back in for a second peek, because we got outside and decided we hadn't seen enough yet. Did I mention that I'm smitten with this place?

Ok, so we've been learning about other cultures--when will the vacation start?! Never fear. After an overnight train and a high speed catamaran Eric and I made it to a tropical island this afternoon. I'll let you know how that beach relaxation thing goes soon (assuming it stops raining!).