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my house is the last on the left (I only have one of the 3 storeys)

All my chatter about my travels and not a peep from me about where I spend the majority of my time.  I live in Sawang Arom, a small district in the small province of Uthai Thani.  Uthai Thani is 240 kilometers north of Bangkok, and it's in the middle of what I affectionately call "the swamp".  In truth it's where most of the rice is grown.  Did you know that the USA, Japan and many other countries import most of thier rice from Thailand?  Yep, it's true.  I live right smack in the middle of rice heaven...too bad I don't really like the stuff.

My district is small, and 40 kms away from our provincial capital (which is also small.

The post office parking lot turns into a pond after the rains
..we like small).  We mainly grow rice.  In fact, I don't know anyone who does anything else- grow it, sell it, cook with it...that's what we do.  All districts in Thailand have one special product that they produce- carvings, baskets, silk- we grow rice.  Organic rice, but rice nonetheless.

My house is next to a field where kwai, water buffalo, graze.  It's almost permanently filled with water.  I was sitting on the side of the road one day and I saw the herder's dog jump into the field after the kwai- and swam to them.  We have a special kind of kwai in Uthai Thani, it has red fur.  The locals are very proud of it, but as far as I know it doesn't do anything special.  I love the kwai, I love to watch them roll in the mud and meander from one side of the raod to the other.

I call her "my Mountain"
  For all thier scary appearance they are gentle creatures.

In my town I serve the function of the local oddity.  I've been here 15 months now, living in the same house, and at least once a day I see someone who hasn't yet met me.  It's not that Sawang Arom is big, it's just that most people live in villages, some as fara away as 30kms...when they finally do make it into our "market" (aka our one street with 10 old women selling veggies and meat-on-a-stick) they have a chance to marvel at the whitey on bicycle.  The strange sight I must seem to them.  Ha, when I first moved here and rode my bike around people thought I was lost, having gotten off some tour bus at the wrong stop or something.

We have one bus every hour that travels through our town to Bangkok.

Where I buy my staples: vinegar, toilet paper, soap
  It's very convienent.  But, getting anywhere else besides Bangkok is quite a trek.  The closest big city is only 43 kms. away but it takes me almost 3 hours to get there on the local transportation.  I listen to my music or read a book...and look out the windows- it may be only rice fields but they are beautiful to me.

I work at two schools- one is 4 kms away and the other is 12 kms.  I alternate between being the English teacher (not my job) to helping develop education programs (my job).  My duties depend on who is at school that day and what work I need to get done.  The kids are beyond adorable...but sadly the existing education system has beat out all individual thought processes.  It breaks my heart to ask a child a question and see them quiver with the fear they might have the wrong answer.  I'm here to try and help change that.  REMEMBER: mistakes are good!  We learn through them!  =)

-This is Sawang Arom...home sweet home-

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