Why being a missionary in Thailand kicks butt

I know everyone says that their mission is the best in the world. But how many of these hosers (not hoosiers, dad) can back up that claim? I'm confident that the Thailand, Bangkok mission kicks every other mission's behind. Need proof? Check out this video, the only one I made (for dad for father's day). Note that on my mission I enjoyed not only amazing cuisine, but interesting service projects (pictured: chopping up weeds from a guava island with a machete) , the cutest of cute chillins, and an elephant on my front porch. Not to mention all the people we taught!




Most of these pictures take place in Bang Khae, possibly my favorite area. I spent the majority of my mission in different areas in Bangkok. Bangkok is known worldwide for being a bit of Babylon. Now that I'm home, when I tell people that I served in Thailand I've found I get a smattering of responses. Thailand apparently has made its reputation in ways I never realized it deserved while I was there. Besides the obvious famous food (phad thai is always mispronounced by the way) and great beaches, people tend to ask me about the sex trade, AIDS and a black market for human organs. Go figure. Oh, and that Bangkok is the world capital for sex change operations. Didn't I tell you? BEST MISSION EVER. Anyway, Bang Khae was on the fringe of the city and felt a little more country bumpkin than the hustle and bustle of downtown.

I'm not quite sure how best to summarize the year and half I spent as a missionary. It is something I never thought I would do, something I sometimes questions that I could do, but I did it. And it was the best thing I've ever done with me life. Hands down.

And if you happen to want to see pictures, I have oodles of them. Let me know and I'll show you.