Good news! We found a farm, actually several hours after my last frustrated post. We gave up on southern Thailand and headed north to Chiang Mai. We took two buses and two trains totaling 40 hours of nonstop travel. The first train we took we bought third class seats, meaning we spent 14 hours overnight packed like sardines into two benches facing each other. The farm that we made it to is great, but by no means a farm. We are in the middle of an adobe earthen building workshop learning how to build with adobe bricks. We have spent the last three days stomping in sand and clay mud pits. We have learned so much already.
The landscape is beautiful. Everything lies under a short teak tree canopy. Hills fold upon hills, the furthest of which look like wisps of clouds. They could be a hundred miles away with how clear the air is. The pink hue of the sunsets soak into the flooded rice patties. So far more than good.
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