The “Green Season” requires rain…
Our family made the trip yesterday from Bangkok to Koh Lanta which involved:
- An hour and a half taxi ride to the airport
- A quick run with our baggage carts from Terminal 1 to Terminal 2 (the result of being dropped off at the wrong place…)
- A short flight to the Krabi airport
- A two hour transfer (via private mini-bus) to Koh Lanta that included a ferry ride
Our “home” for the next week is a 2-bedroom apartment at the Lanta Sport Resort. The apartment is somewhat remote, has terrible less than ideal internet… but it is lovely none the less. We are in Koh Lanta during the “Green Season”. Green Season is a nice way to say that it rains… everyday… and sometimes all day… and today – is a day where it is going to rain all day….
I’d love to say that this travelling thing is blissfully easy – but I’m finding it difficult at times. Little, tiny things that I take for granted as being so simple in our “Canadian” life are not simple here. Laundry, groceries, internet, sim cards, transportation, communication – NOT simple. We are so painfully “green” at this too… I know it shows. I hate being that idiot who doesn’t have it all together. A few times a day I put my hand to my forehead and shake my head while Morgan laughs and says once again “We are THOSE people”.
But then… just as I am about ready to throw in the towel… I get to witness something really amazing. Last night, that thing was my daughter and a tuk-tuk ride. A tuk-tuk is essentially a cart attached to the back or side of a motorbike that is used for transporting people and/or goods. We had to take one back to our apartment last night after getting groceries.
Morgan was NOT going to get in that thing – no way – no how. After seeing how the floor dipped when Marcus got into it – I can’t say that I blame her. I wasn’t fully convinced that taking a tuk-tuk was a good idea… and for a second I questioned whether I was about to send my family to their demise… I had to push her into her seat so I could get in.
As the last person in, I was sitting in the very front – sitting with one hand holding onto the tuk-tuk and the other holding onto Morgan. After a few minutes I heard Marcus laughing and say – “Look at that smile”. I looked back, and saw the smile that he was talking about. It was Morgan’s and it was so big it could have lit up the entire island… I’m pretty sure that she was glad that she pushed through her fear to get into that tuk-tuk. It was a good reminder that sometimes we can only get to the really awesome stuff through the messy and scary stuff.
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Professionally, I am an e-learning instructional designer who breaks down the barriers of space and time in learning. Personally, I'm the Mom in the Little-Green Family, and co-planner in our adventures.