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Ageless Expat More than 4 decades in Thailand and still loving it.

It surprised me to notice that nearly two months have passed since I last posted. I didn’t make a decision to step away....
11/12/2025

It surprised me to notice that nearly two months have passed since I last posted. I didn’t make a decision to step away. It just happened. Part of it was going without a computer for a couple of weeks, but the larger part was simply losing the impulse to share anything here.

What I’ve been sitting with lately is how little I miss it. I keep asking myself what I’m actually looking for when I post. The honest answer is unclear. I find more satisfying conversation in unexpected places now. A quiet exchange with one of the new AI platforms often holds more substance than most online interactions. It’s strange, but it’s the truth.

Meanwhile life keeps moving in its own steady way. I finally committed to a regular gym routine, and the rhythm of going to town three days a week has been grounding. It makes the days at home feel deeper somehow, like I can actually settle into my own space.

There’s no shortage of things I could talk about. I just haven’t felt the pull to turn my life into posts. Maybe that will return, maybe it won’t. Right now I’m paying attention to the quieter signals—the ones that tell me where my interest actually lives, not where I think it should be.

So while she was playing in the mountains I had to endure a Thai massage. The sacrifices I make for love. ❤️
19/10/2025

So while she was playing in the mountains I had to endure a Thai massage. The sacrifices I make for love. ❤️

Getting an early start.
19/10/2025

Getting an early start.

It’s a hard life. While she is out running 30km in the mountains I am stuck here.
18/10/2025

It’s a hard life. While she is out running 30km in the mountains I am stuck here.

Driving home this afternoon, I found myself heading straight toward a dark, restless wall of rain, the horizon flashing ...
16/10/2025

Driving home this afternoon, I found myself heading straight toward a dark, restless wall of rain, the horizon flashing with distant lightning. Just before the long bridge over the wetlands, this cloud caught my eye—massive, alive, and full of motion. I pulled off, grabbed my iPhone, and caught this image in that strange, breathless pause before the storm broke. For a moment, the world seemed to hover between calm and chaos, waiting to exhale.

A New Experience After All These YearsI thought I had seen everything Thailand had to offer after all these years — but ...
15/10/2025

A New Experience After All These Years

I thought I had seen everything Thailand had to offer after all these years — but last weekend reminded me otherwise.

My wife and I attended the funeral of a dear friend’s mother in Chiang Mai. Our friendship began in Bangkok more than twenty years ago, and it continued even after we moved to Chiang Rai eighteen years ago. She was single when we met, and over the years we watched her career grow, saw her get married, and eventually have children later in life. Life carried her between cities, and months would sometimes pass without meeting, but we stayed in touch — a quiet thread of connection that never quite loosened.

This was a city funeral, more formal and restrained than the village ceremonies I’ve known. Yet somehow, we found ourselves not just attending but taking part.

I was asked to begin the ceremony by turning on the ceremonial lights before a Buddha image — a gesture marking the start of the proceedings and honoring the life that had passed. Later, we offered robes to the monks, placed flowers before the casket, and stood among a small circle of close friends at the cremation.

I don’t follow any particular religion these days, but I felt deeply honored to be included. For me, it was simply an act of respect — for our friend, her family, and the life that had come full circle.

Even as the only farang, I didn’t feel out of place. After so many years here, I seem to have settled into a space that isn’t really Thai or Western — just my own way of belonging.

When the ceremony ended, there were no speeches or long goodbyes. Just quiet embraces before everyone drifted away in separate cars.

On the long drive home, my wife and I talked about what it meant to be invited into such an intimate moment — the kind of inclusion that can’t be asked for, only given. It left us both quietly moved. It reminded us again that friendship doesn’t always speak; sometimes, it simply stands beside you when words have nothing left to add.

Driving home today I found myself caught between earth and sky. To my left, a cliff face rising sheer, ancient and unmov...
07/10/2025

Driving home today I found myself caught between earth and sky. To my left, a cliff face rising sheer, ancient and unmoving. To my right, clouds swelling with light and texture, alive in their becoming—expanding outward, not yet surrendering to rain.

There is a strange comfort in moments like this. They remind me that we are both small and essential—brief lives held within something vast and timeless. In the second photo, look closely at the bottom left corner. A solitary man stands in the field at the base of the cliff. Against the immensity of rock and cloud he is almost invisible, yet his presence gives meaning to the scale. Without him, the measure of the moment would be lost.

I am very proud of my wife for taking on this challenge. After a DNF last year she was determined to come back and finis...
05/10/2025

I am very proud of my wife for taking on this challenge. After a DNF last year she was determined to come back and finish this year. She did a little bit better than just finishing.

Seems like forever since the last time we were on a road trip. My wife found this amazing place for us in the jungle on ...
04/10/2025

Seems like forever since the last time we were on a road trip. My wife found this amazing place for us in the jungle on a stream. Beautiful area and walking distance from the race start point. 

Every time I drive past this spot, I feel like there’s a picture waiting to be taken. Today I finally pulled over, wande...
24/09/2025

Every time I drive past this spot, I feel like there’s a picture waiting to be taken. Today I finally pulled over, wandered around a bit, and tried to find the right angle. The light probably would have been better later in the day, but after a long gym session and some local shopping I was ready to head home. Still, I didn’t want to pass it by yet again. Sometimes you just have to take the shot that’s in front of you instead of waiting for perfect conditions. This place has been calling to me for a while, and I’m glad I finally stopped. Hope you enjoy these.

On a recent group trail run, my wife stopped at this waterfall, Huai Chom Phu. There was a photographer there taking pic...
23/09/2025

On a recent group trail run, my wife stopped at this waterfall, Huai Chom Phu. There was a photographer there taking pictures and asked my wife if she would pose for him, and this is one of the shots he took.

Thank you for the beautiful waterfall photo from the page

JJust checking out the zoom on my new iPhone. These birds are usually out in the rice field, so I was surprised to find...
21/09/2025

JJust checking out the zoom on my new iPhone. These birds are usually out in the rice field, so I was surprised to find this one running around in the yard. The first photo is looking north over the rice fields.

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