Qibo and I are in Mae Sot right now, another border town with a large migrant population from Burma. We traveled by bus for 10 hours back to Bangkok and then bussed it to Mae Sot for another 9 hours. It's constantly raining here and I can hear the loud pitter patter outside as I type. I don't know what the rainy season is like for the migrant families who can only afford to live in tin or bamboo shacks (an estimated 100,000+ people in this area). Somehow, Qibo and I have been lucky enough to sleep in beds and insulated rooms for most of our lives.
It's rainy season in Mae Sot right now. A migrant family's home.
I need to get some sleep though as this week is going to be extremely busy and I barely slept last night as well. We're meeting with several migrant schools that the Hussman Foundation funds each day for the next seven days and then will be bussing it to Chiang Mai to debrief with Sirinate and to write. Sweet dreams everyone. My blog tonight will be short.
A migrant student's drawing from Wattana school: coming to Thailand with his mother.
1 comment:
janelle,
it's good to hear about your travels! i'm so excited that you are there and i am feeling nostalgic reading about your time in mae sot. my thoughts and prayers are with you.
love,
deanza
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