Yesterday I went to bed before 10:00 PM as scheduled. The hardness of the bed woke me up every 20-30 minutes. My watch rang at five o'clock. I woke up, but I still slept a little with a cry… I fell asleep. The bell rang. Or rather, its more urgent end. ...
10:00 PM to bed, 5:00 AM to wake up. This was truly something unusual for me. The bed was very hard, so I expected that I wouldn’t be able to sleep. Fortunately, I was wrong! I woke up a few times and diligently switched my two ...
Board bed. More minimalism. Offering and meditation. With these words I arrived at the temple.
8 hours of bends, freezing dawn, misunderstood tickets, expensive tuk-tuks. I took off my shoes at the temple gate so I wouldn’t see them for 10 days.
Sometimes even buying a bus ticket is an embarrassing amount of work. I enjoy these adventures.
Asian apartments: puritanical bathroom, minimalist kitchen, empty fridge. Surprisingly, nothing is missing. Except for good chewing gum. And handkerchiefs.
Lots of things I’ve never seen before, great experiences and another serious realization on my Chiang Mai city and temple tour.
Random guided walks on the concrete roads of Chiang Mai: temples, an old rice mill, beer, conversations and a day I didn’t want, I just lived through.
One Saturday in Chiang Mai, where I was walking among the trees, time stood still and perfection came very close to me.
A chance encounter, a cold shower and an invisible switch. In Chiang Mai, I became Sherlock Holmes for a few moments, searching for shoes and warm water.