International Woman’s day and my own personal dance party.


Tonight I got a message from a friend suggesting I join her dancing tomorrow evening. I thought: groovy, Friday night out sounds fun; let’s leave the husbands at home.

Then she said you need to practice your steps as we’ve missed the rehearsal. Now I am thinking…ok Theresa, time to ease up on the Chardonnay.

Her next message is a YouTube link: Break the Chain dance tutorial video.

Turns out that in honor of International Woman’s Day, someone here in Bangkok has organized a One Billion Rising flash mob.

I watched the video tutorial a first time and thought: my goodness how many parts are there?! (truthfully, goodness is not the word that came to mind). I remembered seeing one of these viral videos and being really moved by it. I’ve also always secretly longed to be part of some meaningful flash mob though in reality I would have like the MC hammer with glimmer gold poop your pants bottoms like one that took place a number of years ago. This will have to do.

So instead of working on guest blog posts I owe, I’ve spent the evening in my knickers prancing around my bedroom, trying to master pivots and grateful that my Don Juan was out for a business dinner.

It’s sad that I struggled with a very simple step but not nearly as sad as the 35 minutes I spent on the exceedingly simple part one, trying to figure out if I was watching the dance in a mirror image, which leg/arm should I flail next. Why is this sad? Because when I finally made it to part 2, I realized they had dumbed it down saying ‘right’ for viewers when they were moving their left limbs.

Whatever. I am going to rock this flash mob tomorrow night. Dance on sisters!




Old Dog, New Tricks? My Journey Learning a Tonal Language Just Shy of 40.

It’s official. Our family unit is relocating to Bangkok. The idea may have been floated around for quite some time, but the journey from ephemeral scenario, to signed contract and booked shippers took no more than a fortnight.

There is much that can and will be written about this new adventure but right now I am trying to get my head around the idea of learning Thai. Having spent about 17 months in Asia for Starters -read Singapore- where everyone speaks English or some form of it, it is easy to forget that once upon a time, living in another country meant learning a language or having your country colonize it so you could speak yours. (The latter a clear favorite with us Europeans). Thanks to that fact, when traveling around South East Asia, it is generally easy enough to get by with English or French. So why is Thailand different?

Don’t let this land of a thousand smiles fool you, the Thai people are FIERCE. Thailand is the only South East Asian country that was not colonized; that should tell you something. Don’t imagine that everyone you meet will speak some English. They won’t. And for the time being, even those who do are utterly incomprehensible to me and most people I know who have traveled there. And I have a very good ear for languages and deciphering what people are trying to say.

Even if it may be possible to survive by always printing the address in Thai for a cab driver or pointing to what I want to eat to get by, that’s really not the experience I want. I may be moving into an expat enclave for starters, but I don’t want my life there to be entirely sheltered from the real life taking place in the streets around me.

My father, who once owned a travel agency, told an American couple who wanted him to book them a trip through Europe staying only at American hotels that served American food that they might as well save their money and stay at home or find another agent. I couldn’t agree more. Our choice to live in Asia was never about pretending I am at home with better weather and cheaper help.

What I know about the Thai language so far:

  • It is tonal with low tones, high tones, mid-range, rising and falling.
  • There are no conjugations. (HOURAH)
  • There is no standard romanization. Actually this isn’t entirely true. A standard guide was created primarily for Academia but no one uses it at all. What does this mean? You really need to learn how to read Thai.
  • They do not put spaces in between words. This is something I am really going to have to get my head around.

So here goes my little experiment to see whether you can in fact teach an old dog new tricks!

ps. I am back from my online hiatus!