I must now switch my currency conversions from “colones times two, chop off three zeros” (Costa Rica) to “baht times three, chop off two zeros” (Thailand). 515 colones = $1 and 35 baht = $1. Ahh, the mental agonies of standing in a marketplace with your head cocked toward the sky and one eye shut in concentration trying to multiply and divide and arrive at that American-dollar based, Mennonite trained sense of value.
Last night I was shocked to discover that the temperature at night in the men’s dorm was 94 degrees! We have no A/C, as I might have mentioned before, but it is surprisingly comfortable. I am amazed at how fast one’s body adjusts–of course I had the advantage of being in similar conditions in Costa Rica for two weeks–and I am becoming convinced that A/C is a nice, but unnecessary, luxury.
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