Life and Lumphini

I first visited Thailand in summer of 2018 for an internship working for a Japanese hotel company. It was the happiest time of my life. Being somewhere completely new, but feeling welcome so far from home was truly special. I learned a lot about myself in that time. I learned I was fine living in a hostel even if someone’s alarm went off every five minutes from 6 to 8am. I learned I liked going through my day and not really talking. And I learned about my favorite place in the world. Real OG fans of my writing may remember an article I wrote about Lumphini Park, an oasis of greenery and nature in Bangkok. The original article has been lost to time (the hotel website got revamped and no longer has the articles that interns wrote), but maybe I’ll dig it up from the depths of my emails if I can. I don’t know why I love the park so much, something just washes over me when I’m there. I’ve visited the Western Wall in Jerusalem, the holiest site for Jewish people, and to be honest, I didn’t really feel shit. But this park in the middle of a busy Southeast Asian city has something. I’m not religious, nor am I spiritual, which may explain why I didn’t really get much out of the Western Wall, but Lumphini feels like what I would imagine spirituality is. <a href="https://medium.com/@benlevine12/life-and-lumphini-4ac82c5eae75">Click Here</a>