I’m sure many Mums have felt a touch of lifeache from time to time. I tasted it last year. But in beautiful Chaing Mai, with the mountains in view, I found my tree.
We sat under it, ate under it, played under it.
Although the lure of constant motion is strong, there comes a time when I wish I didn’t have to go out for breakfast, and a bit of bread and cheese at home is all I want for lunch. So we rented an apartment for a month. It had one bedroom and a couple of spare mattresses. It was easy to buy a few kitchen things, and make do with the microwave, fridge and sink. For the first week, we lay about sick; coughing and aching. We slept, rested, then slept again. We hired another scooter for a whole week, and raced about. Chiang Mai streets are highly navigable and orderly. Even safe-ish at times.
We hit the spelling, maths and journal writing with fresh enthusiasm, and got back into to doing ABR therapy with Sparky at night.
Living, right opposite the university, the only other ‘farangs’ were the occasional English teacher. We coped ok with the karaoke bar below us, and the cheerleeding practice on Fridays. We witnessed graduation day and funeral processions. We ate cheap tasty food very often at the student refractory.
Almost daily the children bought fried banana and fried pumpkin on the street below us, which was lined with cheap food for the hoarding students who rode about on scooters, texting talking and driving at the same time. We practiced our Thai on people, they practiced their English on us. We visited monks and watched a sit-com being filmed in a restaurant.
Chris played soccer with the students a few times. He also bought a badminton set and we played on the grass at the uni. Sport is absolutely not my strong point, my four year old nephew has better ball skills than me! So badminton is a good option, I do so appreciate the way the shuttlecock slows down as it approaches me.
We visisted the night safari, and the zoo.
We also saved a lot of money by getting some things done in Chiang Mai instead of at home. Tintin’s new prescription glasses, our Japanese Encephalitis immunisations, and a once over at the dentist were all very affordable. Sparky loved having a few massages, her favourite treat!
We walked often to “Bear Grylls lake’ to build stuff out of sticks and catch other stuff with other sticks. We went to the same church for four weeks, meeting people and enjoying the community and strength of purpose we found there.
We met some lovely blogger friends and visited the Bhubing Palace and flower gardens together.
But mostly we just hung out together, and a whole month passed very pleasantly. And my symptoms began to fade.