Skating, Running and Riding: A Busy Week!

Last Friday the kids had a day off school due to the Thai Holiday Parinirvana. As best I can tell, (and any of my Buddhist or local friends: please correct me if I am wrong!) this is the day in which Buddhists observe the death of the Buddha and his entrance into Nirvana, "a state of bliss or peace that may be experienced in life or it may be entered into at death". (About.com)

We decided to do something a little different to entertain ourselves for the day: we went ice skating! 3 brand new shopping malls have opened in Chiang Mai in the last year and one of them has an ice rink. We had the opportunity to skate a few times in Shanghai so the kids were not completely unfamiliar with what it takes, and Conrad is actually getting pretty good!

 Vivienne gets some help from a "friend".

I was afraid it would be very crowded, as all the schools were closed, but apparently skating is still not a big draw in Thailand, so it wasn't too bad.
"Can we go have some lunch now?", Vivienne wants to know.

The next day, Saturday, we participated in the Run for Relief, a worldwide event to raise awareness of the plight of the millions of families forced out of their homes by the Burmese Army, and funds to provide life-saving relief to the refugees. Our CrossFit Box is a major supporter of the local event so many of us members turned out to show our solidarity. The slogan for the organization is "For a million villagers in Burma, running is not a choice". The event included a 5k, including a "flip-flop" division and, new this year, a "Rucksack" division. To participate in the rucksack division, runners needed to bring their own rucksack and the race organizers would provide 15kg of weight for the run, the idea being to simulate what it might feel like to be on the run for real, with crappy shoes and everything you own on your back. Or perhaps your child, or a sibling. It's quite eye-opening. I hadn't necessarily intended to do the 5k as I had no one to watch the kids for me, but had planned to have Conrad and Vivi do the 100m Kids' Dash. When we arrived, however, Conrad paired up with his buddy Noah and decided he wanted to try to run it.
The boys discuss their pre-race strategy.

Unfortunately the strategy was not successful: against the Mommies' advice the boys pushed to the front for the start. At the gun, Conrad got knocked and fell down, getting a bad case of road rash on his arm and leg, and was a bit overwhelmed by the crush of the crowd. He ended up sitting it out with the father of a friend, at their sponsor booth.
Meanwhile, I did not expect Viv to be able to walk it but figured we could do it as a team. So I loaded her up and off we went. We were unofficially part of the walking rucksack division, we joked. Five kilometers later, we crossed the finish line together, with Conrad joining us for the last few hundred meters.

I had piggybacked Vivienne for the distance simply for the challenge of it, just to see if I could. I was free to put her down whenever I wanted to. But it was quite sobering to think of all the refugees who have their children on their backs, running through the jungle, without the option to stop, or probably even slow down. A little perspective always goes a long way.

Our last awesome activity this week is something the kids have been wanting to do for awhile. The school offers riding lessons at a nearby stable as part of an afterschool activity program, but only for students in second year and above. Conrad was so disappointed to be left out so we contacted the stable and arranged our own lessons. Their first one was today.
Starting off right, learning to groom.

Conrad got to go first.

Cowgirl up!

Taking Mario back to the barn after a great ride.

 The kids had so much fun, and they are so excited about it. Which makes me so happy. It's also really great that their lessons are completely in German! They can't wait until their next one. Neither could I, so I made an appointment for one for myself for next week! Rider up! (Did I mention that Mario's Daddy is a champion jumper on the Thai circuit?)
Happy trails, my friends! Hope to see you along the way~

The Normalcy of Surreality

It can be hard to describe to non-expats how you reach a point in your foreign-culture living where the surreal becomes commonplace and the previously normal becomes, well, surreal. I had a moment like that just last week.

I am an American, a Westerner, living in Thailand, the Far East. It is understandable that the cultural and language differences go a long way to keeping me always a bit wrong-footed but I have to admit that having the kids in the German school, yet a third culture into the mix, heightens the feeling for me that I will really never quite fit in. Always a bit of a square peg, I am. So in it's way that constant imbalance has sort of become my new normal. I'm learning to find my footing in spite of it but often it feels like it will never quite go away. I had to chuckle last week when I found myself at a an event that in the States would be truly commonplace, something I would under non-expat circumstances take completely for granted. I realized that this seldom-felt comfort of familiarity now felt surreal. I've gotten so used to living without it that now that I had it, I didn't know what to do with it! At first. I thought to myself "Normal people back home get to do stuff like this all the time, and not think twice about it. Today I get to do it, too." So I sat back and enjoyed it. And so did Conrad as it was his Annual Sports Field Day. Surrounded by sports: now there is someplace I can truly feel at home.

The event took place at one of the International schools, about a 40 minute drive from our house. After a few days of ugly, smelly smoke and haze due to the burning of the rice fields that happens every year, the day began surprisingly clear and blue, not too warm yet, but no longer cold. (I know, I know, how dare I say 52 degrees F is cold when all over the States it has barely been above 0 for weeks at a time?) It was a very enjoyable drive. The view of Doi Suthep, the mountain east of the city, was lovely behind the buildings of the campus lining the athletic field.

It was Conrad's first ever Field Day and he participated in 4 events, 3 races and the high jump.
Starting off with the 60M Relay. On your mark, get set...

 Go!

In the bullpen, studying the schedule.

On to the next one. Ready?

GO! (So fast his feet don't even touch the ground!)

Finishing his heat in the lead, and finishing 8th out of 13.

Discussing high-jump strategy with Coach Tetzel.

 The CDSC Lions take a break in the shade after a long, fun day.

 Conrad's relay team took 5th place in the 60M relay. Go Lions!

Proud Momma, giving my boy a hug!

Meanwhile, on the artistic side, a few days later Vivienne's class put on a performance of "Der Regenbogenfisch", (The Rainbow Fish).

 Vivienne provided the soundtrack.

Bunny-dog helped with the xylophone

Take a bow, everyone!

Refreshments were served afterward. "Rainbowfish" carrot cake, made by the cast and crew. (Someone had to explain that to me, I couldn't figure it out for myself...)

We always have our fingers crossed that one day you can celebrate some of these events with us, in person!
Love to you all~

Catching Up But Keeping the Title

It's so hard for me to wrap my mind around how quickly time passes, but over 3 years ago I wrote the following description for this blog:
18 months ago my husband began working on a contract in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. For a period of one year, the kids and I joined him in KL and I chronicled our adventures in these pages. Our journey has continued and we are now settling in Shanghai, China for 2, possibly 3 years. I hope you will join us often to share in the coming chapters. Cheers~       Jackie

It's equally difficult for me to accept that it has been nearly a year now that the above description has been obsolete (getting around to it Mel!). Some days it still feels like we just moved here but I feel silly every time I write a new post about living in Thailand next to a description of our move to China. So, I'm finally taking care of a bit of housekeeping. Behold the updated version:

In 2009 my husband accepted a one year contract working with a previous employer in their office in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. With 2 1/2 year old and 6 month old in tow, I left Indianapolis and joined him there for a period of 6 months, hence the title of this blog which was started as letters home to all our loved ones. 6 months evolved into a 15 month stay, a phenomenon familiar to many expats. Living part-time in Malaysia soon morphed into living full time in China, with Heinz working in the Shanghai office for at least 2 years. Over 2 years later, with the challenges of living in China well-documented in the pages of this blog, we could sustain a full-time life in Shanghai no longer. As business in Asia was still good for my husband, we knew we had to find a place nearby. Luckily for us we found the best of both worlds in Chiang Mai, Thailand. The kids and I live here full time, in the the sun in the Land of Smiles, and Heinz commutes as necessary, while working in many other areas of the region. For the time being, everyone wins! Follow along with us as the saga continues...

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Love to you all~