Three years ago I was living my best life. There’s not other place I’d rather be right now but I’m also very nervous going back. Not just the planning, the rules and restrictions, the papers and PCR tests. It just feels like a lifetime ago. Last time I was there, early 2020, I had plans to stay forever-ish. Then corona happened and everyone including myself literally fled the country. In April 2020 Bangkok literally felt like a ghost town.
I’ve been thinking a lot of what was left there, and what it’s like now. The chance of going back makes me remember just how much I’ve missed it. If all goes well I will be back in just a week’s time. It feels… unreal.