"...we're in the countryside visiting eugene and big in their village. they have a farm and albeit small it contains everything you could want; fruit, herbs, veggies, chickens, ducks, coffee, mushrooms, even a fish pond.
russ and i are staying in the guesthouse, which big keeps calling the honeymoon house, made of bamboo and thatch and perched on stilts above the creek that runs through their property. it is so quiet and calm compared to the hustle and chaos of changmai. everywhere there are purring cats and relaxing cushions and pillows in the shade. i hear bird calls again instead of traffic and my soul breathes a bit easier....
...the village is small, sleepy and very poor. big just returned from the store where everyone sits outside and gambles for prizes. he's won not one but two giant bottles of whiskey, which was maybe the most exciting event of the day.
while we were there earlier, gambling, we saw a beautiful young boy watching while his mother played. eugene revealed that the boy wanted to be a ladyboy and his mother supported him, saying he could be whatever he wanted. this whole thing is more accepted here in general. at the schools they even have three bathrooms; one for girls, one for boys, and one for the undecided....."
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