Still Workin'

So we spent two weeks building houses for Thai villagers. It was fun.

There was one fellow, a Thai fellow, named Jackson who kept us entertained by singing constantly (doo-doo-doo, da-da-da-da-da) and occasionally getting us drunk on the job. Oh, and one time he caught a really big lizard with his hat. Great guy all around.

At the end of the day we'd clamber off the pick-up truck at our drop-off point and wander, zombie-like, into the grocery store for tater chips and bottles of beer. Did we feel a bit smug walking amongst the tourists in our cement speckled work clothes? Hell yes. Why else do people volunteer if not for the sense of moral superiority? Altruism? Bah!

One night we all threw in for a heap of fresh shrimp and barbecued them on the beach. Jackson made a hot air balloon out of twigs and a plastic bag and a candle it glowed in the night sky like a really dodgy star.

Time well spent, if you ask me.