I arrived in Bangkok keenly aware of  my bravery. What followed was an adventure that left me open. Vulnerable. Senses on one hundred. Everything that came from me, poured out of me.  Manic eruptions of joy. Snotty cries. Resolute acceptance. Thailand was the perfect backdrop to my drama. Cheers to the memories.


The Sunsets. Every evening in Koh Lanta, the sky was different, a nameless color, a new shade of something. Beneath that sky, insouciance was impossible, and nervy. Sunsets are like hand written letters from God.


The Fruit. Exotic. Freshly cut. Available at every corner. The best came from vendors that specialized in small touches, like cutting your papaya into fancy designs, or comping a fruit you’ve been too scared to try.


The Temples. I cannot describe what it feels like to be inside a temple. It is an experience that is bigger and more significant that any adjective I’ve got.


The Friendships. He loved me for me -except when I wore my bandana. “Why you wear this?! Take off. You Rihanna. Umbrella-ella.” I’ll never forget the nights spent singing pop songs. I’d wave my fingers like Mariah Carey while he chain smoked and flipped his long, imaginary tresses.


The Scents. When you’re in an Asian wet market, you know it. And, that pungent smell of fish floats from the market into unlikely places, smacking you in the face, leaving you stunned, and almost offended.


The Randoms. A cow sitting by a graffiti wall? Professional wedding pictures shot in a parking lot, with cars still in it?! A man stopping highway traffic so he can walk his horse across? Where they do that at? Thailand.

The journey continues. Next stop: Burma.


Angel · 08/22/2014 at 2:34 am

@Ween. I thought of you when I was retelling the Rihanna story! You would’ve loved him. Your Jeff X 500.

ween · 08/20/2014 at 5:30 pm

i missed this! i love every word. my favorite part is obvs the rihanna part. i love you for you too boo! miss you and truly enjoy your words 🙂 xx.

Angel · 08/18/2014 at 6:07 am

@Nomi. Thank you!

Nomi · 08/17/2014 at 10:19 pm

Your words. Your pictures. On point!

Angel · 08/08/2014 at 10:30 pm

@Aisha. “No Limit” is a great descriptor. Also, I love what you’re doing with Self Care. It is a service many people need and don’t even know it. I wish you much success, my friend.

Angel · 08/08/2014 at 10:26 pm

@Mom. Thanks! Miss you, too.

Angel · 08/08/2014 at 10:25 pm

@Mary. Ahh. You’d be surprised how many times I think of you. You inspire me in many ways!

Angel · 08/08/2014 at 10:24 pm

@Sara. I like how D.C. to India is considered a “little” trip. #baller

Angel · 08/08/2014 at 10:24 pm

@Ironlady. I miss you. I know you’re shining!

Angel · 08/08/2014 at 10:23 pm

@Jessica. I will visit soon to see that beautiful, beautiful little girl. You would love the running trails out here. 🙂

Aisha · 08/08/2014 at 6:24 pm

Love this up date. You inspire me with your No Limit Solider attitude.

Mom · 08/08/2014 at 11:04 am

I enjoyed!! Miss you.

Sara T · 08/08/2014 at 10:19 am

That sunset – wow, just wow. They don’t make those in Arlington. Want to meet in India in Feb? Chetna and I are going to take a little trip to visit Sean. We should chat. Miss yer pretty face.

Ironlady · 08/08/2014 at 10:12 am

We are living vicariously through your wonderful adventures. We miss you much.

mary · 08/08/2014 at 9:54 am

Miss Angel!! So happy to hear your voice. I think of you often and try to imagine what you must be doing and where you are. Your writing is gorgeous, just like you. Looking forward to your next adventure…..xoxoxox

Jessica Wood · 08/08/2014 at 5:17 am

I miss you Angel! Enjoy your next stop and Please visit soon!!!

Angel · 08/08/2014 at 4:07 am

@Slomo. Whoa! I can hear your voice. I’m glad you enjoyed this post. All from the heart. Per usual.

Angel · 08/08/2014 at 4:06 am

@Tommy. I have never told you to sprint (in place) every day for seven months. That is a reality I hope you never have to experience. Everyone (including me) is tired of watching me do burpees in the dorm. Enjoy your long pool swims, the rolling hills of north arlington, and the wind in your face as you coast down the running track. Know that I wish I could enjoy it with you. *I’m not waiting on your race email. Not waiting at all. (tapping fingers)

Angel · 08/08/2014 at 4:03 am

@Mousumi. I try to show people what the world looks like through my eyes and challenge them to always look for the good. I will definitely keep you posted. Thank you for thoughtful words!

Angel · 08/08/2014 at 4:00 am

@LaPrincia. I’m glad you felt it. I want to share this experience with you. Burma is like whoa!!!! Details coming next week.

Angel · 08/08/2014 at 3:56 am

@Quynn. Go, Quynn, go! Even a short period overseas will enrich your life. Do it!

Angel · 08/08/2014 at 3:53 am

@Badiyah. What’s crazier is that the cow watched me take the photo! Like, side-eyeing me. My best thai friend was fabulous. Tony would’ve loved him!!! I’m wearing a scarf now. SMH

Badiyah · 08/07/2014 at 9:45 pm

That cow with the graffiti is dope! I need to hear more about these friendships and “aaah” those bandanas/scarves (I’m cracking up HARD, had a flashback moment, LOL)

Quynn · 08/07/2014 at 9:43 pm

OMG you’re awesome and have inspired me to go on and try living overseas…for a lil bit.

LaPrincia · 08/07/2014 at 7:10 pm

Reading your writing I feel like I’m there with you. Enjoy the adventure! Can’t wait to read about Burma.

Mousumi · 08/06/2014 at 9:31 am

Love your writings……your photos, perspective! Good luck with your next adventure. Keep us posted. Hugs.

Tommy · 08/06/2014 at 8:54 am

The adventure continues. GO!!!!!

BTW, you did not teach me this fact, but you most certainly reminded me when I thought I was too old to remember…..

you only need the space you are standing in to sprint.

Slomo · 08/06/2014 at 12:38 am

Yessssss!!!!!!!!!! You better write, mujer!

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