
In the process of gutting the "pumpkins."

Spooky...

The watermelon (the mom of the group)

(Thai cucumber, the grandma) Yeah, we didn't think it looked like a cucumber either.
At the end of the night as we sat around by the light of the "pumpkins" eating pumpkin seeds (from the only one that actually was a pumpkin) I had a strong "I'm home" feeling. The feeling of being thankful that, even though being in Thailand will never be as good as being in the States, it still can feel like home.
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