I'm trying a new thing this time around. When I was preparing to leave for Korea a year and a half ago, I was running around like crazy the day before I left, buying last minute things, meeting up with people to say goodbye to, and weighing my bags. They were inevitably too heavy, so I had to throw stuff out, redistribute, decide to wear my winter boots on the plane in August, etc. I was literally a hot mess. In preparation for the Peace Corps, though, I started packing a couple of weeks ago. I feel like I've got a pretty good handle on things, but it always ends up that I way overpack. Then, I get over to wherever I'm going and question the sanity of bringing three pairs of jeans to a climate that barely dips below 70 degrees. Luckily, I have a mother who, among her arsenal of mantras, always says, "If money can fix it, it's not a problem." So, worst case scenario, I overpay for the Western goods that I know I will miss in the upcoming 27 months.
For that reason, I'm really relieved that I'm going back to a country that I've been to before. Naturally, I have my concerns about this commitment, but that worry would only be compounded if I were going somewhere where I had never even set foot on the continent. Although I still have a lot to learn, I at least know that I enjoy the people, scenery and, most importantly to a foodie like myself, the cuisine of Thailand.
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