It always goes a bit like this: the first few days are slow and mellow and I guiltily think about all the culture I should be soaking up in Bangkok, instead of floating around in the pool with the baby – then suddenly I am bone-tired because I am trekking around the city (with baby) and up late socializing with Sue and Joss’ interesting friends and I’ve hardly been in the pool at all.<\/p>\n
Today I walked with Sue down to the BTS (skytrain) station intending on picking up a few groceries while seeing her off to work, but then ended up riding all the way to work with her and checking out the hospital market. It’s a small market, but mostly shaded inside the carpark, and the stalls change every single day of the month. Then I took the train back myself and picked up the few things we needed for tonight’s supper: salad from the vendor in the station, veggies from the local produce stall, French bread from the fancy western market called “Villa.”<\/p>\n
It was my first time out alone in Bangkok this trip and I realized suddenly how unadventurous I am feeling this time around. I am perfectly content to walk Sue to work and have that be my explore (and exercise) for the day.<\/p>\n
But then of course the maid came today, so Joss and I slipped out for lunch. We had another decent long walk at a leisurely pace down totally different streets. We walked slowly, because as Sue would say, What, are you trying to break a sweat? Nabi Grace fell asleep immediately, which allowed us to have a very slow lunch at a nice place down the road. I ordered a “sum tom” which is a cold shredded papaya salad, but it was waaaaaa-aaay too spicy so I had to painstakingly remove as many chili seeds as I could find. Then I had to order another dish, “rat na” again, to cut the spice. Whew.<\/p>\n
Nabi Grace woke up very fresh-faced and fuzzy while we were still sitting on the patio there. I think these few shots capture her baby-ness and motion.<\/p>\n
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