Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Nakhon Ratchasima or better known as Khorat

What a fun day we have had! Anything will beat the awful nights sleep we had at our hotel last night. To bring you up to speed, we had booked a hotel in Khorat a few days ago. However, after reaching Khorat on a super hot and sweaty train ride and talking to a tuk tuk driver, we quickly learned that our hotel was in a town about an hour outside of Khorat in the province of Khorat. We bit the cost on the first nights expense of our booked hotel and started trekking to find hotels.
Our search started and ended fairly quick because we were both exhausted from the heat and getting more ornery as we walked. We stopped at the first hotel we found because the lady at the front desk said that the room is 250 baht (or about $7.50 USD) per night. Not bad. We checked out the room. You could definitely tell it was for 250 baht. The shower only had cold water. The room was full of spider webs, had only a fan, and the "mattress" was a firm piece of foam that resembles the pads we use on top of the houseboat, but it was as hard as particle board. The pillows were even more hard. We made it through the night and a couple cold showers and packed up to move onto someplace else to help our sanity. What an adventure.
We found a diamond in the rough. This new place has a/c, a nice clean shower, and a real mattress, and only cost 400 baht or about $12. We have been excited to sleep ever since we found it.
Our day has consisted of visiting with a few of Shelley's peeps. We met Sister Gung for lunch. Shelley had the opportunity to find, teach, and see Sister Gung get baptized while she served in Khorat. Sister Gung got back from serving a mission in Thailand in October and is busy working for a magazine company.
Today was a day of silence for Spike because he doesn't speak Thai (other than "hello" and "thank you"). I just sat back and watched Shelley and her friends talk Thai and we both loved every minute of it. Shelley got to speak Thai and Spike got to see his wife use her talents.
After Sister Gung, we met with Sister Wipha (pronounced "we paw") and her son James. Sister Wipha loves Shelley so much and James is so good at the guitar. He is 17 years old and can hear a song and begin playing it for the first time. We quizzed him with the Eagles and Jack Johnson and he was spot on. We would play a song on YouTube and he would begin to play along about 20 secs into the song.
It is always humbling to enter the member's home. In all the homes, the pictures we take for granted in our church libraries are always the ones used as decoration on the walls of their homes, but the pictures aren't eloquently displayed. The pictures are simply taped to the walls without a frame. These members are so willing to give and always want to take care of others.
How blessed we are!



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