When you’re crabby in another country.
Justine Trubey
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This is what’s called massive culture shock. It’s a LOT to get used to. The heat was something I could not get used to in Thailand and every day was merely a new scavenger hunt for air conditioning. I know you’re working so you can just cut out at any time but do you have opportunities to duck out for a swim somewhere? Here are some ideas I had when reading this:

Could you in at in a scooter? They sound like little driving hospital visits but like everything, you just have to get used to it. Riding a bike bike in that heat has to be miserable.

Is there a tourist hotel near you or your work? One of my greatest talents in Thailand was sneaking into all the nice hotels’ pools. Maybe there is one nearby you could get some relief from.

Have you bought elephant pants yet? They are like $5 and the coolest pants I’ve ever worn.

Is your apartment or hotel room equipped with a kitchen? If so sometimes even making your own breakfast of something familiar can be comforting. If it doesn’t you could still buy yogurt and granola and mix yourself up a parfait.

Sounds like you’re aching for a salad and getting tired of everything curried or fried. This is going to sound crazy but try breaking up the food change with a trip to McDonald’s. Is there one?

The language is hard. It’s not like learning Spanish. How about some of our favorite gestures to communicate? A good ole fa-fangoole (I have no idea how to spell that) at the construction workers maybe. Also, what about noise canceling headphones during your commute? It doesn’t fully drown people out but it makes it so much easier to ignore the tuk tuk drivers until you naturally just don’t hear them anymore.

Do you have an address? If so post it! Mail and packages from home is very confirming. And I can send you one of the hand fans I brought to Thailand.

Not sure any of this helps but Either way, thinking of you and loving you. Monsoon season can’t come quick enough!!

Xoxo