DAY 69 CHIANG MAI

Thank you Dwana for always making where we are feel like home. Ezra still reports that his belly and legs are hurting. Many white gray singular puffy clouds are seen against the equatorial blue sky. Our view is really nice and gives the feel that we are on eye level with the clouds from the balcony. I briefly remember seeing stars last night. We went and played tennis after a small breakfast. For some reason Dwana has brain-washed Ezra and Viena into thinking that she is this superstar tennis player. And so when I mention anything that I do good on the tennis court, they always reppl with “Well, Mom’s better, or Mom can carry more tennis balls in her clothes, or Mom can play tennis an caryy Ezra in her arms at the same time!!!” (Which sh di the other day when Ezra was sick. Viena and I played while Ezra was very content trying to capture these red backed beattles in the tennis ball can. The sun was out and starting to become strong. They have an outdoor landscaped dysfunctional circuit gym area that no one uses. I wish they had a playground. When we arrived back at the house, we found the homemade french-fries and cut up ruit that Dwana prepared before she escaped to work. Viena and I made a Mango-Banana Pear smoothie. Messy, but good. Last night’s foraging at the night market topped off our fresh supply of fruits and vegetables. Apples are expensive here, so I don’t buy too many of those. Ezra tried wrestling and jumping around on the bed, so I know he is feeling better day by day. Good to see he has energy again. Viena wrote a poem today in her work book about flowers. Sometimes doing her workbbok is difficult , especially when Ezra is jumping all around. Travelschool. Gotta love travelschool. We try to find the right moments to learn something – like how do you divide by 30. 30 baht = 1 dollar. Happy Birthday Brother Ira.