tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1274299963162134114.post8316710588299374446..comments2023-09-21T22:51:18.869-07:00Comments on Bao-Bao's Blog: Thai Smiles, Part 9: Random SmilesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1274299963162134114.post-12672832870083534222010-06-20T17:23:32.486-07:002010-06-20T17:23:32.486-07:00Christian, one of the lovely things about Thailand...<i>Christian</i>, one of the lovely things about Thailand is how <i>some</i> of the scenery walks around ;-) At least you had the pleasure of watching for a few minutes.<br /><br />I agree, <i>Was Once</i> - there are very few times indeed when a smile doesn't improve most any casual interpersonal situation. Like the old song I quoted in the first "Smiles" post goes: "that's the thing everybody everywhere does in the same language."<br /><br />Thank you three for commenting today.khunbaobaohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15658046085295050474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1274299963162134114.post-580994087668285592010-06-19T20:08:48.557-07:002010-06-19T20:08:48.557-07:00The thing about smiles we westerners forget is tha...The thing about smiles we westerners forget is that the physical act of smiling actually changes your perception of the world and attracts people to come closer. A smile acknowledges being present with whatever the world throws at you, even if it is a lonely photographer.Was Oncehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15787588883235992471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1274299963162134114.post-86220931852168135262010-06-19T18:45:09.345-07:002010-06-19T18:45:09.345-07:00fun to read and interesting to look at. your blog ...fun to read and interesting to look at. your blog always entertains.nellouisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11917267791722591765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1274299963162134114.post-4339472691753077502010-06-19T16:07:19.610-07:002010-06-19T16:07:19.610-07:00"were waiting for the bus" - when I was ..."were waiting for the bus" - when I was around the Saranrom park in January during day (for a possible return at night) I saw a man waiting at the bus stop on the opposite site of the street. He was gorgeous, so I lingered around on my site of the street for some minutes, desperately thinking about how I can have a chat with him, to no avail. "Do you speak English" or "Are you waiting for the bus" was all i could think of. But I didn't want to make a fool of myself, so I went into the park without speaking to him, and when I was back he was gone :-(Christianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07264151052696712682noreply@blogger.com