~ 📸 #Logbook
I used to spend a lot of time in Asia when I was a child, but I don‘t think any of the countries I visited left such a significant imprint on my being as #Thailand
did. I grew up with orchids accompanying every of my meals, a light bow to people passing by, #Bangkok‘s
street-food, Jim Thompson‘s light and beautiful designs and #Buddha’s
wisdom pulsing through my veins. And then, when I was about 12, it all shifted. I couldn’t return to Thailand for more than 10 years. And when I finally landed in Bangkok as part of my world-trip, it hit me full-force. It felt like my heart started blossoming after a very long winter and my mind was flooded with flashbacks from a time I had long forgotten: shrimps on angel hair (noodles), playing memory on a cargo ship with its captain, opening coconuts with my dad at the beach, seeing elephants in chains for the first time, singing karaoke at Christmas Eve with my Thai friends without speaking a single word of Thai - or English, and wishing I could keep all the butterflies I encountered in a reservoir in the North. I remembered smiles, gold and a lot of warmth. And for the first time in God knows how bloody long, I felt that the little hole - marked by nostalgia and melancholy I‘d perennially felt through most of my life - was starting to close.
only you could restore my soul. ...