When you live in a small region, you run into everyone… including your manager and her friends, who happened to be heading to the same exact spot, at the same exact time.
Cheers to cramming in a wonky motorbike sidecar (it wasn’t quite Harry Potter status, but it was good enough)…
… and almost getting run over by motorbikes revving across the bridge, eating delicious laab again, swimming for hours on end in the refreshing lake, and just having a good laugh about life in general.
And yes, I actually followed through and photobombed a couple’s photo shoot by jumping up and down and flailing my arms up in the air. The photographer clearly had them move since they both turned at one point to stare at me – but what do I care, since I’ll never see them again. Perks of playing dumb and not speaking Thai.
Life is good when you play far more than actually work. ❤