I had a great time in Australia but it is now back to my Bangkok. It is a sometimes bizarre existence, a sometimes demanding daily schedule, a sometimes mind-blowing experience of humanity but it is my Bangkok, a place I call home.
As I discover from my recent travels, I have two homes and I have to say that the two are very different but still the two are home.
The picture shows my surrounds as I leave my apartment for work at 6am. It looks pretty and peaceful but I have always saw myself as living in the midst of a massive conurbation with lots of traffic and people. Yet I can see that it is much more. It does have its own beauty and it does have its own sense of peacefulness. Looks can be deceiving, they say. Still maybe I judge my Bangkok too harshly at times. It is what it has been made - messy and chaotic but with its own particular beauty. Maybe that reflects life and our humanity.
Welcome back to my Bangkok!
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