I really do love Mae Sot as a town. I love the diversity, the small town feel, the markets, the motorbikes and bicycles. And I have a love-hate relationship with the countless languages used in such a small space.
It’s changing quickly, actually. We can see it in all the little nuances that others likely wouldn’t notice.
Before we left town, we had a day off work. It was the perfect gloomy gray that I love and don’t see as often here. Stephen went out to take some photos of some of our favorite details of Mae Sot.
Every town needs a little bit of graffiti, right? I just appreciate when it is in English and constructive.
…Love is a commonly used English word. I receive “I love you!” from strangers more often than I’m comfortable with.
This truck was parked down the road from Tescos about eighteen months ago. And it is now a part of the landscaping.
And these are my favorite buildings. A few years ago, they decided to expand this intersection and put a traffic light in. The buildings were simply cut off, leaving doors that open to a drastic fall and re-bar poking out over the street. Oh, and they are still occupied.
But I love it.
It’s challenging, but subtly. It doesn’t ask you change the world, to revolt, or anything else that graffiti typically yells at you. That is exactly it: graffiti yells. But this simply states. Modify something.
In a very odd way, this sign is a comfort to me. It keeps me thinking. What can I modify? How can I better serve someone else or help our neighbors or be more like Christ? But just through modification, not drastic changes or turn-around sacrifices. Just a simple change to make the world a better place.
I love it. And this town.