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We've returned to Boston and our old lives. We've returned to using our bikes as our main medium of transportation, sleeping in an elevated bed, and having excellent water pressure in the shower. And we've also returned to taking the time to preparing our own meals.

This last one, surprisingly, has been a bit of a shocker. As I cooked breakfast this morning, I felt strange investing any time into our meals, even though we've been cooking in our lives away from home for almost a decade. Though I of course remembered all the usual motions of it, the routine felt foreign, almost wrong. For the last two months in Bangkok, we've been going out to the street every morning to buy breakfast. We'd get our Chinese donuts freshly made or our Puff & Pie bakery pastries or our 7-11 banana breads, each for less than 75 cents, and our usual big iced coffee for less than a dollar. We'd then come back to the apartment and watch CNN or True (i.e. Thai HBO) or Channel V (i.e. Thai MTV, but plays only music videos, so more like MTV of the 80s) and enjoy our ready-made meal. The whole routine provided a cheap, delicious, and filling breakfast after very little time investment.

Preparing meals is of course one of the many aspects of the culture shock/reacclimatizing Lawrence and I are experiencing. Funny how quickly you can get used to another way of life in just two short months.

More to come on the funny things about our life in Boston I never realized would be so thought-provoking as well as (hopefully) posts about what everyday life was like in Bangkok.