
Originally Posted by
thailazer
Never knew any of my grandparents but I am proud of my heritage. The past is gone as Buddhists like to say so not much to be gained by dwelling on it. I do treasure memories of friends lost though, especially this week with the passing of one of my close CM mountain biking buddies. We had some grand times drinking corn moonshine with hill tribe villagers on mountain bike rides way out, checking out bamboo bars on the ring roads, and cooking and eating at our place in Mae Taeng. Humbling to think of all the great experiences in life as the whole journey seems to be slowing down for the final destination which hopefully is still a ways out.