A picture story.
Two weeks in and I’ve already got a fairly predictable routine. Join me as we take a weekday tour of my ajan life in Thailand.
6:15 am: I wake up and run down this sidewalk:
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| Never ending. |
and around this lake:
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and it’s imperative that I run by this windmill (or else I’ll just keep running).
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| My compass. |
7:30 am: Sometimes I eat this for breakfast….
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| Papaya and Pineapple |
or if I’m feeling lazy, I’ll settle for this:
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| Breakfast of champions. |
8:30 am: Occasionally I ride on one of these things…
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| Danny boarding the songthaew |
which can get pretty crowded so hold on,
9:00 am: to my 690 class, Tuesdays and Thursdays.
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| Bright and shining faces. |
10:00 am But usually I just take this….
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| Me in my most ’90’s outfit. |
….all the way to here.
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| Faculty of Management Science |
Hot and sweaty from my ride, I sidestep the dozing dogs:
….and go inside this lovely air conditioned office
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| Filled with these lovely air conditioned people. |
where I work in front of this screen.
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| Still trying to figure out how to “add a page” |
12 pm: Then it’s time for lunch, which could sometimes be this:
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| Yum! |
And other times, regrettably, this:
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| It says cheese and cracker but it tastes like sugar cookies. I was misled. |
1:00 pm: Then it’s back to the office to wage war against these fiends:
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| Picture to scale depending on your computer screen. |
4:30 pm: Many hours later, I go in here:
where sometimes I make my students do this:
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Summary game!
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and that:
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| Summary game! |
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| Summary game! |
but always make sure they get their daily dose of writing/speaking/reading/listening/loving/living English! Wooo…ooo…ooo.
6:30 pm: Finally, I bike home
and get to lounge around in here,
7:30 pm: before going to the cafeteria
to get some of this:
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| Noodles in coconut soup |
and hopefully none of that:
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| I should have never asked. |
with these cool peeps.
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| Hey cool teachers. |
Occasionally I go out for something like this:
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| Mmmm, hotpot |
And on extra special nights, I get to see skies like this:
But if I’m really, really lucky, I get to talk to this person at some point during my day:
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| Proof that occasionally there really is enough wifi for Skype in our room! |
Voila. My daily routine. You’re welcome.
Jennifer Shannahan
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