The Summer of 2011 marked the end of an eight month stint living in Thailand for The Manfriend and I. Our decision to move there stemmed from a frustrating day of flat hunting in Chelsea, and – in retrospect – I couldn’t be happier that I was so…deliriously…frustrated.
I love Thailand. I am itching to leave the familiarity of these London streets behind once again to dive into the wild and charming culture of Bangkok and beyond. I am having a barbaric Asian love affair via memories.
Time for blog therapy! Though I wrote my book and continued to build my business while living in Bangkok, I certainly didn’t take advantage of LelaLondon.com to document my Southeast Asian adventures. Click below for eights months of life highlights in photography.
Breakfast on the beach in Koh Samui.
We gave birth to our children in Thailand (from Chatuchak Market)!
The only way to see ‘the sights’…by the Chao Phraya River.
Unless, of course, you have sights like these from your own balcony.
A coconut smoothie a day keeps the frownies at bay.
Tourist days. Fear faces.
Rayong. Our secret hideaway.
If you avoid the tourist traps, Thailand can be the most incredible place for solitude.
A chandelier in my house has been a lifelong dream.
The “ladyboys” are incredibly gorgeous, talented, and some of the most friendly people in the universe.
Undying passion for elephants. It is seriously overwhelming. Visit…donate….feed!
I’m letting you in on a secret here. This is the secret.
Taxis. The best opportunity to to practice my (very poor) Thai. So cheap we took them on vacations.
The access to travel FROM Bangkok was amazing. Cambodia, Malaysia, and Singapore (pictured) for next to nothing.