This is: Bangkok

It’s the place I have called home for nearly three years. It’s still home to some of my closest friends and a stronger version of me. It’s where I finally grew up. It is strong smells, loud noises, broken sidewalks, crowded trains, cockroaches big enough to carry you away, rats that will challenge you to a fight, the whole world in one street and then nothing in another.


It is adventure at your doorstep (even when you don’t want it), the tastiest noodles for less than two dollars, a new “best-ever” every day, and an earnest collection of hipster cafes that fail to see the irony of their existence. It is humble and kind, open and quick to judge, a beautiful blend of the old and new at every turn. It is ancient temples, and where I became more anonymous than I ever thought possible.

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