I did not know what to do with the time since I no longer have school. No walk to Chong Nonsi, no 'satanee dau bai Saphan Khwai', no street side breakfast, no corn on the cob, and no wi-fi at the reception to check mail from the night before. I was a bit lost, what do I do now?
Wandee was the completion of Act 2 of my '10-year play'. LCB was Act 1 and I should start working on Act 3. Barcelona, perhaps? Tapas would be a good way to learn Spanish food culture? Should I learn some rudimentary Spanish? What time of the year is best? What started as an obsession to escape when I was consumed, exhausted and disillusioned by my last years at work has become the driving force of my retirement. I am totally commited, and very driven. Whatever energy I used to dedicate to work ... I had plenty then, but I have even more now ... is now directed to my 10-year quest. God willing, I would have attended 10 different 'cooking schools' when I turn 70. It beats preparing meaningless, long term, 10-year business plans, using assumptions that are presumptious. What I do now is totally manageable, by me, without intrusion. I measure everything against facts, reality and my capabilities. Above all there are no excuses, no pretenses and no BS politics. I and only I can make it happen, and I plan to.
What an exciting challege, and what a beautiful dream.
Thank you Thailand, thank you Bangkok, thank you Wandee and, thank you Uncle Kalid!