You saintly readers who
follow our adventures around the world through this blog know that I really
like Aloha shirts. Some call them “Hawaiian” shirts, some call them “Bula”
shirts as they do in Fiji. Some call them “Postcards you can wear”.
I call them necessary.
Janet may argue against
the “need”.
She is a party pooper.
We had visited Lahaina
years before the devastating fire there and I had picked out 250 Aloha shirts
at the Salvation Army thrift store. They even had a special, separate room for
these remarkable shirts
She made me whittle my
selection down to one.
I even had an Aloha
shirt made for me at a tailor in Hoi An Vietnam last year, although I had to
bribe her with jewelry purchases, massages and alcohol!
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Thai Silk VIllage |
Silkworms before
selection
Even before we got to Thai Silk Village we all had to sit through an informative “chat” with a monk at Wat Suan Dok. OAT arranged for a private chat for our group and the monk, who wore sunglasses indoors for street cred I guess, told us about Buddhism and this way of life that teaches patience and acceptance. Then he took questions.
Sheesh… the things I endure to be a fashionista.
Thanks for reading. (I
really did like the monk chat.)
Love Janet and greg
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A monk and his whiteboard |
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Wat Suan Dok, Chiang Mai |
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