That's us, in Thailand. Surely you've heard stories, but for us the beauty of living here is the smell and feel of the street. You only need to stretch your toes and the orange juice lady is right here in front of your house. And if you hop out of pj's, there they are, the noodle guy, the coffee lady(I quit coffee a month ago and don't have the heart to tell her, man she's gonna be crushed loosing a steady customer), the veggie food girls, the stingy orchid guy. And then the islands...