Sunday, January 25, 2009

Indoor Days

Yesterday, I woke up early like always, went downstairs to eat toast and drink tea. I have been drinking tons of tea.

My dad and I were sucked into the internet. But he escaped for a little while:

My mother and I decided to make applesauce. With apples from our trees! Look how many:

These were the bad ones:

We began by chopping.

And wound up with a huge pot full.

It simmered on the stove, smelling like sweet cinnamon and cloves.


Today I'm making applesauce cake.

Now what?

Drink delicious latte:

Clean bedroom?

Fantasize about dinner:

Friday, January 23, 2009

How to Be a Teenager (Again)

First, move back into your childhood room. Read magazines all day.

Think about how cool it would be to have your own money to buy expensive clothes.

Next, get $20 from your parents and a ride to town.

Ponder your outfit:


And bag.

Look longingly out the window.

I used the $20 to finally see Slumdog Millionaire. Amazing. I can't believe I was so close to India and couldn't quite make it there.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Winter and Walk

I have been here a week now. There's not much to do.

So my parents and I go for a bundled walk.

My dad and I bring our cameras to take pictures for our blogs. Here's his.

We pass all the familiar landmarks. The green house that is no longer green:

A telephone pole whose numbers come loose:

When my brother and I used to walk past as kids we would hear the metal pieces tinkling against each other.

The view of our house through the trees:

It's wild and wonderful out here.

Especially back at the house, where I admire the full cabinets.

Saturday, January 17, 2009


I'm home! But very tired right now.

But look at all the wonderful things I've already done.

Sat all morning with my parents at our kitchen table:

Ate cereal with soymilk and raisins:

Oh my god, I missed cereal!

Drank tea:

I brought this red tea dust back from Thailand. With milk it turns an incredible shade of orange.

Admired the snow:

Felt intimidated by how much stuff I own:

I wonder how I ever decided what to wear.

Stayed in pajamas all day, read magazines, ate cheese, drank wine. It is good.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Six days!

Six more days until home. Six days until snow and boots and warming my back on the woodstove. Six days until I see my mother's curls in her big furry hat, until my father and I share the breakfast table from behind our computers. Until I can make phone calls that do not echo to my brother and all my dear, missed girlfriends across the continent.

Right now it seems like a magical world over there, full of old books and soft light, a world I can barely believe exists.

But I know it will be more like this:

And this:

And that will be all right too.

Also, a note about this blog: to recap, since my digital camera was STOLEN! and then the borrowed one broke, posting here has been much less fun, which is why I've done it so infrequently. But, I have secret plans to remedy this situation soon after I get home, and then I will resume posting, though with some changes, since I will no longer be traveling and will have no reason to keep a travelogue. This will be my last post from Thailand, but please check in again often, as I hope to continue and expand this blog soon.

Until then, safe travels.


(pictures from here)