What I wouldn’t Give for a….
Someone posed the the question yesterday. “I wonder if they have furniture mover in Thailand.” And we decided that if they did, he would be out of work. The only piece of real furniture I have seen sinse we got here was a really hard, sucky couch in the hotel and a couple of overstuffed chairs in a Starbucks in Bangkok. We eat on a large mat on the the floor, sleep on the floor and sit around and hangout on, you guessed it, the floor.
I hadn’t really thought much of it and it isn’t really that bad other than my body refuses to sit Indian style. And my knees don’t really like to be bent for more than about 15 minutes. As we have been really busy going to schools, churches and small villages in the mountains, I hadn’t really thought about it much, but now that I have a couple hours off this morning and am am trying to get a couple blogs done I realized that there isn’t much I wouldn’t give for a big fluffy soft couch right now. Or even a hard kitchen table and chair, so I don’t have to sit against the wall and try to figure out how to keep my butt from falling asleep, while typing on my laptop.
But then again, the simplicity of these people and the way they live their lives, without all the trappings of our modern society is one of my favorite parts about them. I don’t think that I have met a local yet that couldn’t fit everything they own in a one pickup-truck load. They may not have a couch or kitchen table, but they also don’t have two jobs and a credit card bill they can’t keep up with. They don’t have to “make time” for their family or their community. They have welcomed us into there homes and every aspect of there lives without a second thought. They aren’t stressed out trying to keep up with work and helping us out. The more I think about it, there are a lot of things I wouldn’t give for a couch. And being here with these people is one of them.
