The joy on her face when she was trying to teach me how to make the noise was priceless. So little means so much to some of the lower class Thai's. It was the best twenty Baht I spent that day.
My home is where my heart is, the problem is that my heart lives in many different places. Welcome to my heartland.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Twenty Baht
The joy on her face when she was trying to teach me how to make the noise was priceless. So little means so much to some of the lower class Thai's. It was the best twenty Baht I spent that day.
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Next time I go to Ayutthaya I'm totally going to find that girl. We didn't see any of those, because I'm sure my kids would have wanted one.
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