It has been just a short 30 hours out of quarantine as I write this. I made to another rung on the ladder before entering my new home. With every ride (passengers on the left side of the car), every market, every bit of stimuli, I realize I know nothing! I am a farang (white, westerner). It is a new experience to not have something to “do” here every day. No class to teach, yet, just...
