One hundred and ninety years ago the human population reached one billion. It took 110 years to reach two billion, 45 years to double again, and here we are in 2007 at around 6.6 billion. Until about the Renaissance, the population had remained near 400 million.
What kind of impact do nearly 7 billion people have on the world in which we live, from an ecological point of view? Surface water polluted, forests destroyed, species eliminated, and, possibly the most menacing, modification of global climate. To what do we owe this devastation? In a word, progress. The development of science, in particular, modern medicine and sanitation engineering, has allowed humans to change from being in a state of commensalism with the Earth, to a state of parasitism. In every other species, a state of equilibrium is reached as a result of predators, food sources, and other factors acting to limit growth. Not so for humans. “Progress” has eliminated the natural parity between the birth rate and the death rate, resulting in an exponential growth rate.
Sustainability is new buzzword these days. We can still have our lifestyle, with imported food, imported electronics, global jet setting, and no worries, because we recycle and turn off lights, therefore it’s all sustainable. Don’t forget the Prius, dude! Being green is cool! We can pay that guy in Ecuador pennies a day to pick those bananas, have them shipped all the way to Canada, where we can buy them for $0.56 a pound, and have one for breakfast as we’re reading the morning paper. Sure, we need huge shipping vessels spewing out pollution, and big rigs to haul them from ports, but we like bananas. Local berries simply will not do.
What about C02? How can we keep doing just what we’re doing, and still be “carbon neutral”? Of course, carbon credits! It’s just a little bit of smoke and mirrors to keep the rich polluting. Don’t worry Al Gore, you want to use 20 times the electricity of the average US household? No problem, just buy carbon credits! From your own company! Let’s make a little analogy. There are two countries on opposing banks of a river. Both are pumping mercury into the river. The rich country wants to assuage its conscience (and maybe pay off some friends too), so it pays a company in the poor country not to increase its mercury output, and hey presto! We’ve got mercury credits! The rich country gets to keep pumping toxins into the river, and the poor country may or may not reduce its output of mercury. The end result? Everyone’s happy! Except there’s still poison going into the river. There’s another problem, too. All those third world countries like China and India and Bangladesh see our stupidly high standard of living, and they want it too. Hey, why should the citizens of other nations have to die of malaria and dysentery, while we’re whooping it up, jetting around to all the nice, whitewashed locations of the world and eating our nice, processed foods and dressing in clothes they were paid $0.25 a day to make?
Growth is the keyword in the Western world. Be it corporate earnings, personal wealth, or even the size of your SUV, bigger is better. Those earnings better be increasing at 10% per year, ad infinitum, or else shareholders will be upset. But we live in a finite world. Divide 70 by the rate of growth, and you get the doubling time. China’s economy is doubling every seven years. The Chinese are building coal power plants at the rate of around one a week. Their pollution is visible from space. Um, do we think this can continue until the Chinese have our rate of consumption?? This world isn’t big enough. We don’t have enough resources.
The delicate balance of nature is rapidly becoming unbalanced. “Progress” has resulted in a level of population and excess consumption that cannot be handled by Mother Earth. The ONLY truly sustainable lifestyle for humans does not include imports, exports, automobiles, or any but the simplest technology. The aboriginal population of North and South America lived in harmony with nature for thousands of years, but in just 500 or so years Western Civilization has come perilously close to causing a cataclysm of biblical proportions. To the point: what the world needs is an influenza epidemic, one that is about 95% fatal. Then the world would once again have a sustainable population of humans. This is pretty drastic, but what is the alternative? 8 billion people fighting for food (and more importantly, water), and at the same time destroying the Earth with pollution and ever increasing waste.
-Written by Shawn K
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Thursday, July 19, 2007
The Winner is...
Shawn! Congratulations Shawn, you get to write the first of three "guest editor" articles. A close second was Justin, followed by Tara in third.
Your article can be on any topic you choose as long as blogger won't shut me down because of it. So sharpen the pencils and email me your article when it's ready.
Thanks everyone for all the entries!
Your article can be on any topic you choose as long as blogger won't shut me down because of it. So sharpen the pencils and email me your article when it's ready.
Thanks everyone for all the entries!
Sunday, July 08, 2007
fred 4.0 Guest Editor Competition
In order to kick things up a notch on my site, I want to have a little competition. Personally, I think I have some of the most intelligent readers so I want to prove it. Introducing fred 4.0 1st reader competition.
The Prize - the opportunity to write an article on fred 4.0 for the top three finishers. The article can be about what every you want.
The Competition - Be the first to successfully answer the puzzle below. Email your answers to f.reibin@gmail.com. Once the first three people email me the correct answer, I will post the answer and the competition will be over.
Here's the puzzle:
On one street there are 5 houses and all of them are in a different colour. Every house has a different owner that drinks a unique drink, smokes a unique cigarette brand and has a unique pet. They all have different nationalities. The question is: who has fish as a pets?
Facts:
-British lives in the red house
-Swedish has a dog as a pet
-Danish drinks tea
-Green house is on the left from the white house
-Owner of the green house drinks coffee
-Person who smokes Pall Mall is growing birds
-Owner of the yellow house smokes Dunhill
-Person who lives in the centre house drinks milk
-Norwegian lives in the first house
-Person who smokes Blend is the neighbor to the person who has a cat as a pet
-Person who has a horse is the neighbor to the person smoking Dunhill
-Person who smokes Bluemasters drinks beer
-German smokes Prince
-Norwegian lives next to the blue house
-Person who smokes Blend has a neighbor who drinks water.
This is not a trick question, but pure logic. And, there is a correct answer.
Good Luck!!
The Prize - the opportunity to write an article on fred 4.0 for the top three finishers. The article can be about what every you want.
The Competition - Be the first to successfully answer the puzzle below. Email your answers to f.reibin@gmail.com. Once the first three people email me the correct answer, I will post the answer and the competition will be over.
Here's the puzzle:
On one street there are 5 houses and all of them are in a different colour. Every house has a different owner that drinks a unique drink, smokes a unique cigarette brand and has a unique pet. They all have different nationalities. The question is: who has fish as a pets?
Facts:
-British lives in the red house
-Swedish has a dog as a pet
-Danish drinks tea
-Green house is on the left from the white house
-Owner of the green house drinks coffee
-Person who smokes Pall Mall is growing birds
-Owner of the yellow house smokes Dunhill
-Person who lives in the centre house drinks milk
-Norwegian lives in the first house
-Person who smokes Blend is the neighbor to the person who has a cat as a pet
-Person who has a horse is the neighbor to the person smoking Dunhill
-Person who smokes Bluemasters drinks beer
-German smokes Prince
-Norwegian lives next to the blue house
-Person who smokes Blend has a neighbor who drinks water.
This is not a trick question, but pure logic. And, there is a correct answer.
Good Luck!!
Monday, June 04, 2007
Thank you Mosaic!
Each year, Regina hosts a festival of cultures called Mosaic. The festival features various pavilions around the city with food, drink and entertainment from a specific country.
This year Mosaic is celebrating its 40th anniversary in the city. To build some hype, they teamed up with a local car dealership to give away a vehicle. It so happens that I work with the President of Mosaic in marketing. About a month ago he sent me the link to enter the contest on their website. To enter, I had to build a mosaic tile on the site.
To my surprise, I received a phone call on Thursday that I won a 6 month lease on a 2007 Pontiac G5. Me and the people I was with could not believe the news.
Here's to a fun next 6 months...
This year Mosaic is celebrating its 40th anniversary in the city. To build some hype, they teamed up with a local car dealership to give away a vehicle. It so happens that I work with the President of Mosaic in marketing. About a month ago he sent me the link to enter the contest on their website. To enter, I had to build a mosaic tile on the site.
To my surprise, I received a phone call on Thursday that I won a 6 month lease on a 2007 Pontiac G5. Me and the people I was with could not believe the news.
Here's to a fun next 6 months...
Thursday, May 10, 2007
The Unsuspecting Champion
I came across the story of Cliff Young in a recent course I took. To me, it truly proves that: despite something being deemed as "impossible" there really are no limits to human potential. The story goes something like this...
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Every year, Australia hosts an 875-kilometer endurance race from Sydney to Melbourne – considered to be the world’s longest and toughest ultra-marathon. It’s a long, tough race that takes five days to complete. Normally, this event features world-class athletes who train specially for the race. Backed by big names in sports like Nike, these athletes are mostly less than 30 years old and equipped with the most expensive sponsored training outfits gear.
In 1983, these top class runners were in for a surprise. On the day of the race, a guy named Cliff Young showed up. At first, no one cared about him since everybody thought he was there to watch the event. After all, he was 61 years old & showed up in overalls and galoshes over his work boots.
As Cliff walked up to the table to take his number, it became obvious to everybody he was going to run. He was going to join a group of 150 world-class athletes and run! During that time, these runners don’t even know another surprising fact - his only trainer was his 81-year-old mother, Neville Wran.
Everybody thought it was a crazy publicity stunt. But the press was curious, so as he took his number 64 and moved into the pack of runners in their special, expensive racing outfit, the camera focused on him and reporters started to ask:
“Who are you and what are you doing?”
“I’m Cliff Young. I’m from a large ranch where we run sheep outside of Melbourne.”
They said, “You’re really going to run in this race?”
“Yeah,” Cliff nodded.
“Got any backers?”
“No.”
“Then you can’t run.”
“Yeah I can.” Cliff said. “See, I grew up on a farm where we couldn’t afford horses or four wheel drives, and the whole time I was growing up– until about four years ago when we finally made some money and got a four wheeler– whenever the storms would roll in, I’d have to go out and round up the sheep. We had 2,000 head, and we have 2,000 acres. Sometimes I would have to run those sheep for two or three days. It took a long time, but I’d catch them. I believe I can run this race; it’s only two more days. Five days. I’ve run sheep for three.”
When the marathon started, the pros left Cliff behind in his galoshes. The crowds smiled because he didn’t even run correctly. Instead of running, he appeared to run leisurely, shuffling like an amateur.
Now, the 61-year-old potato farmer from Beech Forest with no teeth had started the ultra-tough race with world-class athletes. All over Australia, people who watched the live telecast kept on praying that someone would stop this crazy old man from running because everyone believed he’ll die even before even getting halfway across Sydney.
To their surprise, not only did Cliff finish the race, but he won it... by a day and a half.
Every professional athletes knew for certain that it took about 5 days to finish this race, and that in order to compete, you would need to run 18 hours and sleep 6 hours. The thing is, old Cliff Young did not know that!
When the morning news of the race was aired, people were in for another big surprise. Cliff was still in the race and had jogged all night down to a city called Mittagong.
Apparently, Cliff did not stop after the first day. Although he was still far behind the world-class athletes, he kept on running. He even had the time to wave to spectators who watched the event by the highways.
When he got to a town called Albury he was asked about his tactics for the rest of the race. He said he would run through to the finish, and he did.
He kept running. Every night he got just a little bit closer to the leading pack. By the last night, he passed all of the world-class athletes. By the last day, he was way in front of them. Not only did he run the Melbourne to Sydney race at age 61, without dying; he won first place, breaking the race record by 9 hours and became a national hero! The nation fell in love with the 61-year-old potato farmer who came out of nowhere to defeat the world’s best long distance runners.
He finished the 875-kilometre race in 5 days, 15 hours and 4 minutes. Not knowing that he was supposed to sleep during the race, he said when running throughout the race, he imagined that he was chasing sheep and trying to outrun a storm.
When Cliff was awarded the first prize of $10,000, he said he did not know there was a prize and insisted that he had not entered for the money. He said, “There’re five other runners still out there doing it tougher than me,” and he gave them $2,000 each. He did not keep a single cent for himself. That act endeared him to all of Australia. Cliff was a humble, average man, who undertook an extraordinary feat and became a national sensation.
In the following year, Cliff's record was broken and the year after that it was bettered again. His no boundaries thinking changed the way the race was run forever.
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Every year, Australia hosts an 875-kilometer endurance race from Sydney to Melbourne – considered to be the world’s longest and toughest ultra-marathon. It’s a long, tough race that takes five days to complete. Normally, this event features world-class athletes who train specially for the race. Backed by big names in sports like Nike, these athletes are mostly less than 30 years old and equipped with the most expensive sponsored training outfits gear.
In 1983, these top class runners were in for a surprise. On the day of the race, a guy named Cliff Young showed up. At first, no one cared about him since everybody thought he was there to watch the event. After all, he was 61 years old & showed up in overalls and galoshes over his work boots.
As Cliff walked up to the table to take his number, it became obvious to everybody he was going to run. He was going to join a group of 150 world-class athletes and run! During that time, these runners don’t even know another surprising fact - his only trainer was his 81-year-old mother, Neville Wran.
Everybody thought it was a crazy publicity stunt. But the press was curious, so as he took his number 64 and moved into the pack of runners in their special, expensive racing outfit, the camera focused on him and reporters started to ask:
“Who are you and what are you doing?”
“I’m Cliff Young. I’m from a large ranch where we run sheep outside of Melbourne.”
They said, “You’re really going to run in this race?”
“Yeah,” Cliff nodded.
“Got any backers?”
“No.”
“Then you can’t run.”
“Yeah I can.” Cliff said. “See, I grew up on a farm where we couldn’t afford horses or four wheel drives, and the whole time I was growing up– until about four years ago when we finally made some money and got a four wheeler– whenever the storms would roll in, I’d have to go out and round up the sheep. We had 2,000 head, and we have 2,000 acres. Sometimes I would have to run those sheep for two or three days. It took a long time, but I’d catch them. I believe I can run this race; it’s only two more days. Five days. I’ve run sheep for three.”
When the marathon started, the pros left Cliff behind in his galoshes. The crowds smiled because he didn’t even run correctly. Instead of running, he appeared to run leisurely, shuffling like an amateur.
Now, the 61-year-old potato farmer from Beech Forest with no teeth had started the ultra-tough race with world-class athletes. All over Australia, people who watched the live telecast kept on praying that someone would stop this crazy old man from running because everyone believed he’ll die even before even getting halfway across Sydney.
To their surprise, not only did Cliff finish the race, but he won it... by a day and a half.
Every professional athletes knew for certain that it took about 5 days to finish this race, and that in order to compete, you would need to run 18 hours and sleep 6 hours. The thing is, old Cliff Young did not know that!
When the morning news of the race was aired, people were in for another big surprise. Cliff was still in the race and had jogged all night down to a city called Mittagong.
Apparently, Cliff did not stop after the first day. Although he was still far behind the world-class athletes, he kept on running. He even had the time to wave to spectators who watched the event by the highways.
When he got to a town called Albury he was asked about his tactics for the rest of the race. He said he would run through to the finish, and he did.
He kept running. Every night he got just a little bit closer to the leading pack. By the last night, he passed all of the world-class athletes. By the last day, he was way in front of them. Not only did he run the Melbourne to Sydney race at age 61, without dying; he won first place, breaking the race record by 9 hours and became a national hero! The nation fell in love with the 61-year-old potato farmer who came out of nowhere to defeat the world’s best long distance runners.
He finished the 875-kilometre race in 5 days, 15 hours and 4 minutes. Not knowing that he was supposed to sleep during the race, he said when running throughout the race, he imagined that he was chasing sheep and trying to outrun a storm.
When Cliff was awarded the first prize of $10,000, he said he did not know there was a prize and insisted that he had not entered for the money. He said, “There’re five other runners still out there doing it tougher than me,” and he gave them $2,000 each. He did not keep a single cent for himself. That act endeared him to all of Australia. Cliff was a humble, average man, who undertook an extraordinary feat and became a national sensation.
In the following year, Cliff's record was broken and the year after that it was bettered again. His no boundaries thinking changed the way the race was run forever.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Back in Bangkok
The rest of our time on Koh Chang consisted of shopping, Thai massages, and sun. Feeling very relaxed, we boarded our Bangkok Airways flight back to the mainland. The flight began as any other: sit down, safety message, take off. However, once we were in the air, we were very surprised to see smoke coming out of the air vents in the cabin. As mothers covered their babies’ faces, we sat there calmly seeing what this mysterious mist was. It turned out to be nothing more than the air conditioning system, but hilarious none the less!
We arrived back into hectic Bangkok and quickly caught a cab to the Holiday Inn Silom - a hotel of which Tara’s uncle is the manager. The hotel was located right in the heart of Bangkok, right next door to a major shopping district as well as Patpong (the red-light district). We were greated as royalty at this very luxurious hotel. That evening we were treated to some drinks, laughs, amazing Thai food, and a night in the Patpong!
Micheal has a tradition of taking all his guests through the red-light district and to a club called Radio City. The club features, among many other things, Thai impersonaters of Elvis and Tom Jones. The night was pretty much hilarious from the minute we walked in. The rest of the band were pure comedians and the singers were actually pretty good. Another cool thing about this spot was the fact that they let people in the audience come up on stage and dance, sing, play with the band.
Bright and early the next mourning, we set out to see some of the sites Bangkok had to offer. Our main stop was the Grand Palace featuring the World famous emerald Buddha. The palace was stunningly opulant with gigantic temples covered in gold and jewels. There was only one problem, it was 42C outside and all the shiney metal made the palace into a royal oven. So we saw the essentials and headed off to the river to catch a river taxi back home.
One more night of great food and laughs then it was back to the airport to catch my 30 hour flight home. Just like that the time had come and gone. Some have told me it was too short. Do I agree? Yes. Would I do it again in a second? Yes.
With every trip, I learn more about myself and the World. The experience is invaluable.
We arrived back into hectic Bangkok and quickly caught a cab to the Holiday Inn Silom - a hotel of which Tara’s uncle is the manager. The hotel was located right in the heart of Bangkok, right next door to a major shopping district as well as Patpong (the red-light district). We were greated as royalty at this very luxurious hotel. That evening we were treated to some drinks, laughs, amazing Thai food, and a night in the Patpong! 
Micheal has a tradition of taking all his guests through the red-light district and to a club called Radio City. The club features, among many other things, Thai impersonaters of Elvis and Tom Jones. The night was pretty much hilarious from the minute we walked in. The rest of the band were pure comedians and the singers were actually pretty good. Another cool thing about this spot was the fact that they let people in the audience come up on stage and dance, sing, play with the band. Bright and early the next mourning, we set out to see some of the sites Bangkok had to offer. Our main stop was the Grand Palace featuring the World famous emerald Buddha. The palace was stunningly opulant with gigantic temples covered in gold and jewels. There was only one problem, it was 42C outside and all the shiney metal made the palace into a royal oven. So we saw the essentials and headed off to the river to catch a river taxi back home.
One more night of great food and laughs then it was back to the airport to catch my 30 hour flight home. Just like that the time had come and gone. Some have told me it was too short. Do I agree? Yes. Would I do it again in a second? Yes.
With every trip, I learn more about myself and the World. The experience is invaluable.
Koh Chang Shananigans
Despite our hotel being very nice we wanted to be closer to the beach. So the next morning, we set out on a trek to see the island and find a place closer to the sand. My initial impression of the island was that it was very beautiful. In the centre of the land mass were a number of jungle-covered mountains. The majority of the action was on the west coast, which was lined with white sand beach. Along the edge of the beach were a number of shops and restaurants.
We found a place that rented out bungalows, which were right on the beach. So we took one for the rest of our time on Koh Chang. The next days were filled with lounging on the beach and sipping on delicious cocktails.
On Tuesday, we decided to partake in a snorkeling trip. The trip took us to 5 different islands around Koh Chang. In the deep ocean tides, we saw amazing marine life and coral reefs. At one point, I found that I had drifted apart from the rest of the group as I followed various schools of fish. I looked up to see I was surrounded by 3 barracudas. My heart raced as quickly as I did... back to the boat.
One of the most memorable parts of the trip was our guide. As soon as we got on the boat, he called me to the front and gave me his best advice on snorkeling, Thailand, and partying. Basically, this guy was a straight lunatic! At one point, he was hanging off the edge of the speed boat at top speed.
Battered with sun and salt water, we arrived back on Koh Chang. Relying loosely on the advice of our guide, we set out get to a beach down the road to find more excitement. The best way to get around the island was via motorbike, so we decided to rent one from our hotel.
The motorbike of choice for getting around Thailand is a scooter. Being from Saskatchewan, I have never had the opportunity of driving one of these machines before. After a few quick instructions from one of the bus boys at the front desk, we were off. We hopped on, and not know how powerful one of these beasts actually is, I gave it an ample amount of gas. It takes off and starts to go out of control in the direction of a fence. As we saw the fence approaching, we decided to ditch the scooter. We did just in time, escaping with only a scraped hand and bruised ankle. The scooter, however, was not so lucky. It skidded along the ground before crashing into the fence... before the eyes of all the hotel staff. The bus boys ran over and picked up the bike. They took one look at the road-rashed body and damaged mirror and quickly said... "No problem, all OK"! To my surprise, this was nothing but a flesh wound to them. So we continued on to tour the island on our freshly crashed scooter.
We found a place that rented out bungalows, which were right on the beach. So we took one for the rest of our time on Koh Chang. The next days were filled with lounging on the beach and sipping on delicious cocktails.
On Tuesday, we decided to partake in a snorkeling trip. The trip took us to 5 different islands around Koh Chang. In the deep ocean tides, we saw amazing marine life and coral reefs. At one point, I found that I had drifted apart from the rest of the group as I followed various schools of fish. I looked up to see I was surrounded by 3 barracudas. My heart raced as quickly as I did... back to the boat.
One of the most memorable parts of the trip was our guide. As soon as we got on the boat, he called me to the front and gave me his best advice on snorkeling, Thailand, and partying. Basically, this guy was a straight lunatic! At one point, he was hanging off the edge of the speed boat at top speed.
Battered with sun and salt water, we arrived back on Koh Chang. Relying loosely on the advice of our guide, we set out get to a beach down the road to find more excitement. The best way to get around the island was via motorbike, so we decided to rent one from our hotel.
The motorbike of choice for getting around Thailand is a scooter. Being from Saskatchewan, I have never had the opportunity of driving one of these machines before. After a few quick instructions from one of the bus boys at the front desk, we were off. We hopped on, and not know how powerful one of these beasts actually is, I gave it an ample amount of gas. It takes off and starts to go out of control in the direction of a fence. As we saw the fence approaching, we decided to ditch the scooter. We did just in time, escaping with only a scraped hand and bruised ankle. The scooter, however, was not so lucky. It skidded along the ground before crashing into the fence... before the eyes of all the hotel staff. The bus boys ran over and picked up the bike. They took one look at the road-rashed body and damaged mirror and quickly said... "No problem, all OK"! To my surprise, this was nothing but a flesh wound to them. So we continued on to tour the island on our freshly crashed scooter.
Arrival in Bangkok
I arrived in Bangkok on Friday night after 5 flights, totaling 31 hours. I was greeted at the airport by hundreds of local taxi driver who wanted to give me "good deal". Needless to say exhaustion was in the air along with a distinct smell of fresh summer air.
After a few quick hours of sleep in an overpriced hotel, my traveling partner and I headed back to the airport to catch our next flight to the island of Koh Chang. The Bangkok Airways plane was small, but the service was amazing - great food and very friendly.
After being in the air for 40 minutes, we landed in the village of Trat where we would catch our boat to the island. By saying Trat was a village was a bit of an exaggeration - it was basically an airport with some huts and small stores around it.
By saying we landed in an airport, I'm also stretching things a bit. This airport had no walls and grass roofs. But still, it had all the commonalities of an airport - a departures and arrivals hut, a security desk, and a snack area. It was quite obvious that this was only built to cater to the huge influx of tourist to the area, but none the less, it was a very neat little spot.
Our arrival in Koh Chang was in the dark, so it was very difficult to see the beauty that awaited us. The taxi dropped us of at a place I booked the week before. We arrived to a very confused Australian telling us he didn't receive our booking and his place was full. Luckily, the driver was able to recommend another place for us to stay for the night. This place ended up being much nicer, so we were actually very happy.
After a few quick hours of sleep in an overpriced hotel, my traveling partner and I headed back to the airport to catch our next flight to the island of Koh Chang. The Bangkok Airways plane was small, but the service was amazing - great food and very friendly.
After being in the air for 40 minutes, we landed in the village of Trat where we would catch our boat to the island. By saying Trat was a village was a bit of an exaggeration - it was basically an airport with some huts and small stores around it.
By saying we landed in an airport, I'm also stretching things a bit. This airport had no walls and grass roofs. But still, it had all the commonalities of an airport - a departures and arrivals hut, a security desk, and a snack area. It was quite obvious that this was only built to cater to the huge influx of tourist to the area, but none the less, it was a very neat little spot.
Our arrival in Koh Chang was in the dark, so it was very difficult to see the beauty that awaited us. The taxi dropped us of at a place I booked the week before. We arrived to a very confused Australian telling us he didn't receive our booking and his place was full. Luckily, the driver was able to recommend another place for us to stay for the night. This place ended up being much nicer, so we were actually very happy.
Sa Wat Dee Kha
Thank you Thailand for an amazing 10 days! The trip whipped by, but the memories are burned into mind and I will not soon forget. I have a lot of stories from this trip, so I will make a number of individual posts to avoid writing a novel. Enjoy!
Friday, March 16, 2007
Transition
This week is definitely a week in limbo. I returned home after an amazing week in Denver and I leave for Thailand next Thursday. I often catch myself looking at the calendar, thinking where the time has gone. The weeks of March have seemed like days.
More posts soon...
More posts soon...
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