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24 Hours in Ayutthaya

Traveling alone to Thailand's ancient capital just one hour north of Bangkok was my first solo adventure trip outside the city since sojourning in what used to be known as Siam. The following is an excerpt from a story I penned about my short time there (exactly 24 hours). And some neat photos to illustrate the written word!

Elephants were essential to ancient Thai history in that they helped the dignitaries fight battles and conquer land. Elephants were to Thai aristocrats what horses were to medieval knights. Unfortunately, these precious and gentle creatures have been exploited for their ivory tusks in contemporary society. Many of them have been killed, and a number of them are housed in orphanages where they are cared for by volunteers. Then there are others who have been trained to perform in circuses around the country, contributing to the profitable tourism sector of the national economy. Before leaving Thailand I really want to take part in a service project at an elephant animal shelter in Chiang Mai, the northwestern region of the country.


Sitting down on the stoop adjacent to the riverbank at the amazing Wat Chaiwattanaram, another famous architectural attraction in Ayutthaya, I meditate for an hour, alone with my thoughts, close to nature at peace with my Maker. I soak in the outdoorsy solitude that is elusive in a concrete jungle such as Bangkok. I peer at the rippling, murky water stirred up by the wind and drive-by boats.

Two young men fishing on the other side of the river catch my attention, reminding me of another goal on my exhaustive bucket list: to go fishing. Ants busy at work on the ground surround me as the hot pavement warms my posterior. Then I notice the houses situated alongside the river; indeed I would enjoy living out here. My ancestors come to mind- their strength, struggle and sacrifice- as I break into singing the Negro spirituals “Wade in the Water” and “Swing Low Sweet Chariot.”

Feel free to leave a comment or to suggest a feasible outlet for the publication of the full travel tale. Thank you kindly.


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Travel is not just what I do but it is who I am. When I first traveled abroad in high school as a foreign exchange student, little did I know that it would serve as the threshold of a lifetime interest in globetrotting. Now nearly 10 years later, I have lived in four countries and plan to do much more traveling in years to come. The world of teaching English has given me incredible opportunity to engage in cultural anthropology and I certainly can't get enough of the language learning process as a polyglot in the making.My personal website is currently under construction but I also maintain a micro-blog on facebook that enables me to share my insights and experiences with my ever-growing following. All in all, I am most proud to be known as a global citizen, a reference I accept with humility and honor. Blogging is rad! Many thanks (muchas gracias, feichang ganxie, grazie un millon, fala menogu) to KFTW for allowing me this platform to connect with the world and vice versa. St. Augustine said it best: “The world is a book and those who do not travel read only a page."

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